Life had changed quite a bit for Tom. Five years after living next to Tara and Emily he had gotten married, bought a house, and settled down. It was a nice little home with an extra bedroom that he and his wife turned into a guest room. They had two children, one of which was still an infant, and a couple of dogs. Tom had a decent job as well. Everything was going smooth in his life until his wife's friend from her college days, Sarah, came into the picture.
Sarah was average height with straight black hair that fell almost to her waist. She had a cute little nose and eyes that were like looking into two black pools of honey. Her skin was smooth white and, even thought she had two kids, her stomach was amazingly flat. The two most impressive things about her though, were her magnificent boobs and her baby doll voice (think Kristen Bell).
Tom's wife told him one day that Sarah had been fighting with her husband and needed a place to stay for awhile. She wanted to let Sarah use the guest room and her kids could sleep on the rollaway. Tom didn't have a problem with it at all, in fact he was nice enough to help her move in and make sure she and her kids were comfortable and settled. Sarah was constantly thanking them for letting her stay and would do whatever she could around the house to help out. As the days went by , he began to notice Sarah more and more. Every time she was talking he would sit, entranced by her voice. When she left the room he thought about her magnificent boobs and how nice they would feel in his hands.
One night, Tom was sleeping peacefully next to his wife when he began having an erotic dream. He dreamed that Sarah was talking dirty to him in her baby doll voice, groaning things like, "Oh Tom, I need your cock in my pussy so bad. Please fuck me, pleeeeeease!" Tom could see her jet black hair flying around her shoulders as she furiously played with her pussy, whimpering and writhing, her firm, white boobs jiggling with every movement. Tom's thick cock was rock hard.
Then the dream shifted. Now he felt Sarah's hands sliding down his chest, past his groin and stopping at his inner thighs. Sarah was smiling at him in his dream, her liquid black eyes drawing him in, her boobs hanging down, swaying with her movements. She brought her hands up to his groin and fondled his balls. Tom sighed with delight. What an amazing dream! Things started getting a little hazy and Sarah began to fade away.
"No! Don't go!" Tom said to Sarah. As Sarah's face got harder and harder to see, he felt her hand move to his cock and softly stroke it. "Ohhhh no, come on!" Tom cried frustrated.
Then, the dream went away and Tom realized he was in his bed. His wife was softly snoring on the other side. Suddenly he was aware of a cool feeling on his body and the presence of someone else in the room. His eyes widened in shock, but before he could cry out a hand went over his mouth. The face above the hand was Sarah's.
"Sarah?" he thought.
Sarah looked at him and gave a little smile. She put her finger to her lips and very faintly whispered, "Shhhhhhh". She moved down his body and now Tom became aware of how hard he was. Sarah softly touched his cock, and gently rubbed his balls.
Tom scowled at her and mouthed the words, "What are you doing?" Sarah just smiled, glanced over at his wife, and then lowered her mouth to his cock. Tom bit his lip to keep from groaning out loud. His wife would kill him if she found out what was going on, and there she was, right next to him, sleeping like a lumberjack, oblivious to what her friend was doing.
Sarah began to move her mouth up and down the shaft of his cock. She would suck on the tip for a while and then gulp most of the length in her mouth. She used her hands to knead the base of his cock and all around his balls. Tom gritted his teeth and tried to push Sarah off the bed. Sarah stayed put and continued to work his cock. Tom fell back, his head hitting the pillow, his mind telling him to stop but his cock urging him on.
Sarah gripped his cock tightly in her hand and began to stroke it, her mouth sucking the tip. The constant rhythm was getting to Tom. He felt his balls tighten and his breathing became shallow. He swallowed, trying to moisten his parched throat. His hips began to buck upwards, trying to push his cock deeper into Sarah's throat. Sarah stopped for a moment and looked at him. There was a pause that seemed like forever. Then she lowered her mouth all the way to the base of his cock and gently squeezed his balls.
Once again, Tom had to bite his lips to prevent the scream that wanted to erupt from his mouth as his body stiffened. Every muscle tensed up, every fiber fought to push and writhe and buck, but Tom had to lay still, he couldn't risk his wife waking up. The sweet agony continued for a few seconds, then the cum came rushing up his shaft, filling Sarah's mouth. Sarah clamped her mouth firmly around his cock, not letting a drop escape. Tom's shuddered and exhaled, his body trembling and quaking. Eventually his breathing slowly returned to normal. His cock became softer and finally slipped from Sarah's mouth. Without a word Sarah crawled off the bed and walked away.
The next morning Tom met Sarah in the downstairs hallway. "What just happened last night?" Tom said.
"What are you talking about sweetie?" Sarah said impishly.
"You know what I'm talking about."
Sarah's expression changed and got serious. "Look, you have done so much for me and my kids; I kind of wanted to give you something back."
"But, why that?" Tom said. "Why put me in a situation where my marriage could be broken?"
Sarah looked at him wisely and said, "You wife is a deep sleeper, remember I used to hang out with her all the time in college. I knew she wouldn't wake up. And what she doesn't know won't hurt her." Sarah's face turned impish again. "It can be our little secret".
