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My Wife's Best Friend

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Stella was in many ways an opposite to Tanya; quiet, not very sociable, shy in a way. One couldn't describe her as unattractive, but she was not striking. But temptation isn't always because someone is attractive, pretty or very sexy. 


This story is about a sequence of events at a time when I was married to Tanya(not her real name) Tanya is very attractive, sexy, naturally outgoing and sociable. She gets attention without trying. Not just from men, women are drawn to her too. At the time of this story her colleague and very best friend, Stella(also not her real name) was often at a loose end and often visited us. Stella's husband had a job that involved travelling, so she was often alone at home. Stella was in many ways an opposite to Tanya; quiet, not very sociable, shy in a way. One couldn't describe her as unattractive, but she was not striking. At the end of a working day, when Stella was in home-alone status, Tanya would invite her to our house for drinks and something to eat. Drinks would drag on and eventually it was, let's watch TV for a while - you don't really wanna go home already, do you? In the lounge we had two couches at right angles, a corner seating arrangement. Tanya would usually sit on one and Stella and I on the other. The main light would normally be off. There would be some light from the interleading dining room and from the TV.  My first sexual episode with Stella happened in exactly this setting, the three of us together and watching TV, having some drinks and not much talking going on. It happened in winter. It was cold. Stella pulled her feet up onto the couch and tucked them under my legs. No problem. It was cold.  She smokes. So does Tanya. I was outnumbered - smoking inside was allowed. Stella would lean forward to bump cigarette ash into the ashtray in front of her on the coffee table. When she leaned forward like this her body was between me and Tanya. It was slightly dark in the room. In one of these leaning forward instances, arm stretching forward to reach the ashtray, her other hand went behind her and quickly into the top of my pants. Her fingers wrapped around my cock. It was, given the situation, my wife sitting right there with us, somewhat unexpected, but also not all that unexpected. Stella and I had flirted at parties on a few occasions. We kissed a few times. We were attracted to one another but there had been no sexual fondling. We both knew it was going to happen at some stage.  So reaching into my pants was not the unexpected part. What caught me by surprise was that she chose this moment. Hugely risky. But on the other hand it was slightly dark in the room and her body position was such that even if Tanya turned and looked in our direction she would not be able to see what we were doing.  When she touched me it was instant arrousal! A pleasure shock flashed through my body and it was like melt, shiver, no way to resist. She remained in a slightly more forward position where Tanya could not see what was happening. There was still a possibility of being caught in the act, but that presented no deterrent, only added to my excitement. From that first surge of pleasure my orgasm just kept on building. I don't know if it's common but I reach a point of no return. I've noticed when I masturbate I get to the point, quite a way short of cumming, when it's GONNA happen, nothing will stop it. I can stop rubbing, but it I WILL cum. From that point on it just builds and builds and then bursts. The slower the build the harder I cum.  I climaxed so quickly she probably thought she was mistaken - I couldn't have cum so soon. Maybe she did not feel my contractions. To me they felt massive. I jerked so much that I was concerned Tanya would notice. I've never been able to suppress shaking when I cum - best I can do when masturbating where it's not totally private, is to camouflage it by making other movenents. It was also very wet. Perhaps she thought it was pre-cum. She continued rubbing my cock. I put my hand on hers and slowly pulled it out of my pants. There were other occasions, different places, where we did this, a social situation covert hand job. I always came very quickly. It was the tension created by anticipation - she was good at making me wait. We'd be in the lounge at home like this or at her home, other people in the room and I knew she'd do it, but she kept me waiting. The tension build up and the risk of being caught.  It continued for a long time. They eventually moved to another village. We also fucked on a number of occasions. When Tanya brought her home after work it was always in Tanya's car. This meant Stella had to be taken home. Taking her home became my duty. Stella would keep topping up Tanya's glass and when it was time for her to go, Tanya was tired, aka quite drunk, glad to just go to bed and, you take her home, I'm going to bed. It was a very sexy situation for me. No matter that I'd had an orgasm on the couch earlier, when I took her home, she'd say, do you wanna come in? I always did.

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