Disclaimer: This story and all characters are fictional. All characters are over 18 years old. In real life, all non-consensual sex is immoral and illegal, and not condoned by the author. Not for publication.
My apologies for the delay. I usually write an entire story and then post it in parts. I probably should have done that here too.
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FRIENDS AND LOVERS
The weekend was upon the estranged couple, leaving Tina mixed with hope and trepidation.
The new school year beckoned on Monday, and the misguided mid-30's grad student believed the time-consuming, high-stress efforts required to maintain good grades for both she and her husband worked to her benefit, forcing Eric to attend to his studies and stop harassing his forlorn, cum-addicted wife.
It was fallacious thinking on numerous levels, as Tina would soon learn.
Before school started however, she had to navigate the weekend - a daunting task made worse when Eric announced a late Saturday afternoon visit by his law school buddy Sam and his girlfriend Ella.
Of course, drinking wasn't the only thing on the menu.
"Hey, Sam just called. He and Ella are coming over for a welcome home drink in 15 minutes," Eric announced unceremoniously to his startled wife as she exited the kitchen with a snack.
Tina was wearing only her standard issue home outfit of panties.
"Eric? Guests...now?" Tina was appalled at the prospect of outsiders witnessing her newfound predicament. "You can't...don't, please don't do this to me."
"Nonsense. It'll be nice to have our friends over," Eric countered.
"They're your friends, not mine," Tina complained. "I don't even like Sam...and Ella is just too...wild."
"Yeah, well, there not real fond of you either," Eric told her honestly, "especially after your summer shenanigans. But you'd better be nice to them. I told them to expect a newly-respectful wife."
"You mean, they know? They know...everything?" Tina gulped with a sudden fear she was to be the evening's entertainment. "Even about the token...and the incantation?"
"Oh yeah, and were they ever excited," Eric crowed. "I made it very clear what to expect from my attitude-adjusted wife slut."
"OHHH, NOOO...!" Tina cried aloud in shock. "I don't...I don't want to...um...entertain them. I don't want to be their slut."
"Too bad," Eric tisked. "I owe them, and you're paying the bill."
Tina was distraught.
Deep inside she knew the day would come when her vengeful husband would turn her loose to satisfy her oral need for cum on her own. She hadn't expected her first source to be the two friends of Eric's she disliked the most, and who despised her more than ever after her summer of illicit love.
"Will you at least let me wear clothes?" Tina panicked, realizing her merciless husband would get a big laugh out of her answering the door in just her panties.
"Oh, maybe...maybe not. I haven't decided yet," he dismissed her concern, wanting her to stew in misery pondering the prospect. "But don't get too pleased if I let you, since I doubt you'll be wearing them for long."
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Sam Ellis was a second-year law student like Eric. Although a few years younger, the two were in the same section their first year and quickly became study partners, finding they had much in common and a similar outlook on the legal profession.
He was tall at 6'4", but thin and wiry. His square-jawed face was topped with a mop of dirty blond hair not dissimilar to Tina's color.
Sam was cocky and sure of his good looks and intelligence, whereas his girlfriend Ella O'Riley was a fiery, red-headed 26-year-old with a libertine attitude who didn't like convention or societal restraints.
Otherwise, she was proto-typically Irish, hailing from Dublin before hooking up with Sam three years ago when she moved to the U.S. to attend the university, and was entering her senior year in the International Studies program.
As a pair, they could be good-natured but degenerate rascals. 'Sam n' Ella, a disease,' their friends joked.
Sam was a loyal, true-blue friend. He and Ella had initially sought to befriend Tina too, hoping for the couple to become their partners in crime, and share a few laughs. That relationship didn't work out so well, as Tina found Sam's ego off-putting, and Ella's 'devil may care' attitude difficult to accept.
When Eric discovered Tina's ongoing affair with her 'boy toy' student, Sam and Ella invited him to stay with them for a few days, instead of wallowing in pity at home as it consumed him - at least until he dealt with the shock and sorrow of the emotionally devastating blow of Tina's betrayal.
Not surprisingly, during the few days sharing an apartment, a healthy antipathy towards Tina developed by Sam and Ella watching their morose friend suffer the angst of his wife boning another man even at that moment.
The friendly couple were very open-minded about their relationship. They had an agreement and both had been with other partners during their relationship...each time with the other's knowledge.
As frequently, they shared their bed together with some lovely coed Sam or Ella had met at the university. They had originally thought such a sexual relationship with Eric and Tina was appealing, but the sour relationship with Eric's 35-year-old wife eliminated that possibility.
Whatever their own sexual predilections, their agreement was about openly pursuing their sex partners. They disliked deceit, and disapproved of cheating or betraying a trust. The pair hated to see Eric hurt, seeking to do what they could to assuage his feelings and make him forget Tina's unfaithfulness.
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"Eric," Ella approached the despairing young husband on the second afternoon he was staying in their apartment. "Sam and I are worried about you. You're so sad."
Eric looked at his pretty friend's sympathetic green eyes and nodded in appreciation of her concern, but was caught off-guard by what she said next.
"You know, sometimes the best way to heal a broken heart is in the arms of another," Ella smiled sweetly and placed her hands on each of Eric's shoulders as she spoke.
"I know this may sound unusual," she continued, "but I've spoken with Sam, and we agree it would be a good idea for me to be that other person...if you'd like."
"What?" Eric was startled out of his melancholy reverie by the unexpected offer. "I mean...you and I...sleep together?"
"Well, we wouldn't really be sleeping, but sure, why not?" Ella affirmed. "I care about you...and Sam does too. Better me than some stranger you meet in a bar."
"Besides, I'd like it," she mewled seductively.
Eric's mind reeled momentarily with the prospect. He was certainly tempted.
Ella was very attractive, and a true Irish Rose. While he'd never seen her naked, she did meander about the apartment in little more than a tank top barely covering her good-sized breasts and a pair of panties.
Still, he could imagine...and what he imagined looked pretty good.
Ella was of average height at 5'6" and couldn't weigh more than 120 lbs. True to her Irish heritage, her skin was an almost translucent milky white with a smattering of freckles on her nose and cheeks that extended to disappear down her blouse to her chest.
How far down, Eric could only guess. Her hair was thick and lustrous in a wavy cut to just above her shoulders.
The enticing redhead's hips were rather slender for a woman, but her ass looked round and plump riding above two gorgeously athletic stems, with each leg tapering nicely to her ankles.
Above all that, her shoulders were set broad, and her stomach rounded with just a hint of padding, while her chest appeared generous. With a good eye for such things, Eric guessed she was likely a 34C.
"I...uh...I don't know what to say, Ella," Eric stammered, uncertain how to address the unusual offer.
"Say, yes," she replied encouragingly.
"I...I'd love to, Ella," Eric hesitated. "You're beautiful, and hotter than hell...but I can't. I mean, I shouldn't."
"Are you sure?" The appealing coed asked with a girlish lilt of naughty invitation. "Sam doesn't mind...and I'm a tigress in the sack."
"Yeah, I'll bet you are," Eric responded with good-natured intent. "It's not that...I mean, believe me, I want to, but I think it's best if I don't."
"Why? I don't understand," Ella queried with puzzled surprise at his rejection of her very compelling proposition.
"It's just that...well, Tina's out there with some other guy, cheating on me," the rational law student explained. "If I have sex with another woman...especially one as gorgeous as you, I lose the moral high ground."
Ella paused to consider his refusal, disappointed, but admiring Eric's resolve.
"Thank you, Ella...truly," the resolute husband added, wishing to let her know that she wasn't the problem. "Believe me, under any other circumstance, I'd be all over your very appealing overture, but I can't right now."
"You're a good guy, Eric," Ella agreed with a nod. "I get it."
"I'm sorry," he apologized sincerely. "I don't want to hurt your feelings, but I can't lose the upper hand by committing the same foul as Tina."
"It's okay...you're not hurting my feelings," she grinned with a quick and sexy toss of her head.
"But just so you know what you're missing," the freethinking girl teased, then backed up a step to raise her t-shirt by the hem over her braless tits.
The two pale globes shimmied with her movement as she stood momentarily with the shirt in front of her face and her magnificently firm, grapefruit-sized breasts on full display. Her nipples were the lightest pink he'd ever seen, each drawn up and crinkled tight.
By way of confirmation, Ella's lovely set of tits featured a light sprinkling of delicate freckles spotting the rise at the top of her delightful bust.
"Let me know if you change your mind," the precocious woman gibed with a saucy wink, and as quickly as they had appeared, Ella's bare breasts were gone again as she lowered the shirt back to the waistband of her shorts.
