I want to sleep with my best friend's husband, Mike.

My husband Dave and I are really good friends with Holly and Mike, and we have been for a few years now. We live in the same neighborhood, we've taken trips together, and out of all the women I've ever met and tried to be friends with over the years, Holly is only one I've ever trusted. She's non-threatening and my husband actually doesn't really like her all that much (he says she's really uptight) but he and Mike get along well so it works perfectly and we get to spend a good deal of time together. What Dave doesn't know is that she's an absolute freak in bed, according to the stories she's told me over the years. She has Mike trained so well, and knows exactly how to manipulate him using her sex to pretty much get whatever she wants. She's told me things like how he helps her masturbate, fuck her little mouth with his cock, loves how her pussy smells and tastes, and how often they are having sex, just about every other day. She's having orgasms with him every time they are together! Dave is good, but not that good.

Two weeks ago, we were having a BBQ and Mike and I almost ran into each other in the kitchen, doing that awkward dance where you try to move out of the way and just move into the way. We were both laughing, when he grabbed my shoulders and side stepped me. It was such a minor thing, but it was electric to me and I was instantly wet for him. At the end of the night, we were saying our goodbyes and I hugged him as usual, probably just a little too long, I'm pretty sure I could feel his hard cock! I was shocked, and took a LONG bath where I masturbated for nearly an hour thinking about him worshiping my pussy. Dave didn't know what came over me when I got out and yanked his shorts off to mount him afterwards, either. I was thinking about Mike the whole time.

The next day, she and I were going to do lunch and go shopping, so I walked over to their house (a few doors down from us) and found Mike doing some yard work. Normally, we talk pretty freely, though I've always suspected that he's more polite to me than interested. I got flustered talking to him today and he noticed, asking if I was okay. I nodded and started toward the front door to meet Holly instead of trying to talk any further. He grabbed the door for me, and he smelled like sex. I guess they had just finished before I came over. Again, I was wet and wanting him.

This man is making me feel like a teenage girl again. It's so exciting to have a crush like this, but it makes me feel so guilty at the same time.

I really don't know what to do; I'm afraid I can't be around him like this too much longer and really don't want to ruin my friendship with Holly. She really is my best friend, but I want nothing more than to steal her man for myself and have been wondering if I could have him behind her back. It feels so naughty to think about carrying on an affair like that!