I first met my wife's friend, Liz at a Christmas party. She is tall, green eyes and jet black hair. What marked her out, even then was that when we were introduced, she kissed me right on the lips...TWICE. I think my then-fiancée was somewhat surprised. So, cut forward. Now, married for seven years, Ruth and I went to visit Liz and her husband.
After the 'Hi,..good to see you' bit, we settled in Liz's lounge for a coffee. Liz sat on the floor and in such a way that I had a really good view up her dress to her panties. I found myself staring a bit, but hey...too good an opportunity to miss. Then, Liz's husband said he had to go deliver the children to a party on the other side of the city, and my wife said she would keep him company.
So, that left Liz, me, and my semi all alone. Liz said she had some laundry to put some washing on and took me down a very steep set of steps into what was once a cellar but is now converted into a very nice dining room and off that, a utility room.
Liz took the washing basket and started to sort out what she wanted to put in next. There were a lot of her panties there, some of which she had very obviously become highly aroused in. She didn't seem embarrassed at all, even when she caught me blatantly staring at her cum-stained panties.
'So, what do you think of the room?' She asked. I told her it was a very good conversion, but that the steps were a little steep...like coming down into a dungeon. I chuckled and said, 'Hey, maybe that works too. Steve could blindfold you, and lead you to his dungeon to have his way with you. All you need are some chains on the wall.' Liz said 'Anything else?' I said 'Sure, it's an ideal room for a quickie. He could bend you over this table and shag you from behind, or he could lay you back on it, pull your panties to one side and lick you out.
Liz just hitched herself onto the table and tugged her panties aside 'Show me.' I knelt between her legs and pushed two then three fingers deep inside her while giving her clit a few rubs. I gave her the finger fucking of a lifetime.
I could feel her tensing up and then she said 'Ohhhhh FUUUUUCCCCK' and began to cum hard on my fingers. She also squirted...a lot... and all over me. (The first time I have ever seen a woman squirt). It went all over my shirt and there was no way we could wash and dry it before my wife and her hubby got back. Instead, Liz took it off me and ironed it almost dry.
Of course, I still smelt of her cunt. When we were in the car driving back home again, my wife started to stroke my leg. 'I don't know why, but you smell really horny.' So, we stopped in the forest outside the city and....(can't say here.)
Even so, it would appear that the scent of another woman's pussy made my wife horny. Now THAT is something I need to explore further.