I am a middle-aged male who looks much younger than my actual age. I am successful and well-off. I am not married and do not have kids. I like to dance and have a good time. I do not drink or do drugs. I still manage to have fun.
My best friend Sara was about my age, pretty and looked awesome in a miniskirt and heels. She has long brown hair and pretty brown eyes. Sara's body is a classic hourglass shape and is definitely what I would describe as a "bikini-body". Sara also has two daughters just as pretty as their mother.
Sara and I have been friends for several years. Originally we had met at work and had become friends 5 minutes after we met. Over the years we found that we had many things in common but we never dated. We were awesome friends. I was a babysitter for her at times so that she could go on dates with various dorks. We often went dancing or went out to play pool. She was always a tease when we were out.
One night, while playing pool Sara began teasing me badly. I was very bad at pool. Sara played on a pool league and was one of the best players. Typically she would prolong my agony when we played by purposely missing shots to give me a chance then doing various things to make the game harder for me. Then she would come from behind and beat me. By "various things" I mean opening her shirt so that her tits were nearly falling out or rubbing up against me and blowing in my ear.
After a few weeks of regular pool play at a nearby Bar, she started "betting" me things. For example, one night Sara bet me that if I won she would wear anything I asked her to at work the next day. If she won I would buy her a drink. That night Sara let me win. I asked Sara to wear a very short skirt and heels. The next day at work Sara had on a very pretty, short miniskirt and heels. Sara's legs were awesome. We had lunch together as we always did and Sara made sure that her sexy legs were displayed right in plain view of my eyes. Needless to say my dick was often hard because of her.
Another common thing that she would do is have me come into the bathroom to talk to her while she was in the shower. She even left the door open even though her daughters were downstairs. I always assumed that she felt safe doing her teasing while the kids were in the house. She would talk to me while showering seductively. Normally she did obscene things with her soap and then washed each leg slowly while I watched. All the while she would be talking about normal everyday stuff. I don't remember a single thing that she said either.
All this leads me to my story of how Sara finally screwed up and got nailed. How it started was on a Saturday evening when we supposed to go out dancing. Her daughters were home and mad at their mother for making them stay home.
I was downstairs in the kitchen when her daughters came to me with their plight. They wanted to go see a movie but had no money and their Mom was making them stay home. Sara's eldest complained that she was old enough to drive and had her license now but her mom would not let her drive her car. Slowly a smile blossomed on my face.
I asked the girls if I gave them money and my car if they would go to their movie. They said yes. I said I would talk their Mom into it and told them to get ready. After I gave them all of the money I had and my car keys they ran to get dressed.
With a grin on my face I went upstairs. Sara was calling for me to come in and sit on the toilet and talk to her. I went in and sat down. Her big fluffy ugly white rob hung up by the shower. As she talked to me she turned around and bent over to give me a view of her sweet ass. She was very darkly tanned. Her hair was long and brown, lightened by the sun.
When Sara turned around I grabbed the belt out of her robe and her panties off of the back of the toilet. I stuffed them into my back left pocket. Just then she turned to face me flicking water at me from her erect nipples. Her nipples stood out at least half an inch and could be described as puffy. I wanted to suck them so badly.
Sara was done with her shower. Again she gave me a view of her sexy ass as she bent over and turned off the water. Sara stepped out of the shower and then stood inches form me putting on the bathrobe. After a moment Sara began looking at her open robe for the belt that should be hanging from the robe's belt loops.
"God damn it! Where is my belt?" she said.
After a moment more she gave up looking for the belt and bent over brushing her tits on my face and kissed me on top of my head. My eyes were nearly poked out by her nipples as she bent over. With a grin she turned around and faced the mirror. I stood up from behind and kissed her on the cheek.
