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When it comes to sex, people can be so messed up. I have a close friendship with a guy that I work with. We often invite him and his wife to dinner or just to hang out. My wife and I have also been to his house several times. A few months ago, Him and I were on a work trip. He got totally smashed and lost his filter. He confessed that his wife had the hots for me and really wanted to fuck me. He couldn’t shut up about it and the subject made me a little uncomfortable since it was his wife he was talking about. I wondered how she would feel knowing that he was sharing her fantasies with me. I knew that he remembered telling me the following morning but never said a word about it. A few weeks later, he was traveling, and he needed something from the office. His wife was going to fly out in the morning to join him for the weekend. I drove to his place so she could take the part to him. She was just making dinner, and she asked me to join her. Since, wife was busy with a social group where she volunteers and was eating dinner there, I agreed to stay. If my friend had not told me about how much his wife wanted to sleep with me, I might have missed the subtle hints she was giving me. Perhaps it was curiosity or just stupidity, but I didn’t resist any advance she made, and it wasn’t long before we were sitting really close on the couch. The anticipation was overwhelming, and I intentionally didn’t interrupt any awkward pauses in our conversations. It was during one of these awkward pauses that she finally kissed me. As soon as she did, all bets were off and after an intense make out session on the couch, we moved to the bedroom. We both stripped naked, and we fucked. I shot my first load quickly and then caressed her naked body for perhaps five minutes while discussing how much she had been wanting to do this with me. I soon regained my erection and we then fucked for another thirty minutes with her orgasming repeatedly. Before I left, I had cum inside her twice with no protection. I wasn’t worried about STDs, but I hoped that she was on birth control. I drove home thinking that this could end very badly and regretting what we did. Now here is the messed-up part. I’m really nervous the next time I see him, but he doesn’t say a word and I assume that she didn’t tell him. A week later and I am at his house. I can’t get her to even acknowledge that anything even happened between us even after I drop some very obvious references. It is like she had forgotten. Two months later and several more interactions and her performance is so convincing that I am starting to question if it really did happen.
Nov 26
My sister-in-law had divorced her husband and was selling her house. She had me over to make some minor repairs. I was in the basement replacing the outlet that she used for ironing that was next to the washer and dryer. She came down the stairs wearing nothing below the waist only a thin t-shirt. She acted as if nothing was unusual about that. She sat on the stairs with her legs spread so that her crotch was just at my eye level. This was obviously turning her on as her labia was swollen and red. I finished replacing the outlet and walked over and tried to touch her. She just smiled and went upstairs. I gathered my tools and by the time I got upstairs, she had shorts on. I tried to get close to her but she kept moving away. We have never talked about that day.
My college roommate and I had an exchange agreement for the three years we lived together. I would hate to think of the number of times we had sex with each other. There was no romantic attraction at all. It was mostly for stress release and occasional fun. We are both married to women and were best man in each other's wedding. We never talk about it now.
We had gone to an amusement park during the day and I was spending the night at my best friend's house rather than going home so late. We were sleeping on a couple couches his basement. Even though we both had girlfriends, he asked me if I had ever considered sucking cock. He told me that he had done so and it was fun. Perhaps because I was so tired or perhaps because I was a 17 year old boy, I let him go down on me. I didn't last long. After returning from spitting in the bathroom, he took his shorts off and expected me to return the favor. I didn't really want to but felt obligated. He took what felt like a long time to cum. Just as he did, his dad yelled down the stairs for us to turn off the lights. I had to swallow. Without any further discussion we went to sleep. Like your story neither of us mentioned what we did that night ever again. It was like it never happened.
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Seriously??? Where? since I wrote it and only posted it here.