I have a friend, she and I are in our thirties. We have been friends since we were in junior high. She is never married, she had a bad breakup with a guy and never got together with a guy after that. I was in a bad marriage at the time, my husband had lost interest and I had told her about it. We talked a lot about how in our mid thirties we had less sex than we did when we were teens. The problem was severe enough that I had gone alone to a marriage counselor and she had suggested that it sounded to her like we had just gotten bored and were losing interest in our marriage.

One weekend during my sessions with the marriage counselor my friend was at my house. My husband was working on the pool and we were in the kitchen watching him. My son was at his friend's house and it was hot outside and on a lark we decided to make it interesting and she and I took our tops off and walked outside to take some sun. We displayed for him. He walked over and asked what this was all about and we told him we needed to be admired, we needed some manly attention and for him to keep working on the pool and come over to look at us from time to time.

We asked him to come over and be honest and tell us which one of us had better tits. If he was going to fuck one of us which one would he choose. I opened my legs all the way and asked my friend to open her legs all the way and let him choose who he was going to fuck. It wasn't enough so I got up took off my shorts and got completely naked and laid back on the lounge chair and spread open and asked him if that was better. My friend took off her shorts and spread herself on the lounge chair for him as well. For all his manly self he stood there. I sat up and told him I wanted him to fuck me.

We were going to go get on the bed in our bedroom and we expected him to come right in and start fucking.

He did come in the house and he did fuck that afternoon. He lost it and we gave him time to recover and had him get going again. By the time I had to go pick up my son we had fucked away the afternoon away and I asked him to fix us something on the grill.

We had our moment, my husband got more interested in me after that afternoon and I admit I got more interested in having sex too. My friend was a side dish for him when she was at our house. It wasn't like we had free afternoons, but once in a while we did, and a couple of times my friend spent the night with us when my son was at a sleepover. Although it was fun in a way to have sex that way, when she met a man and she got hooked up with him and she didn't need my husband's attention any more she returned to having a sex life of her own. My husband and I began spending a whole lot more time together, we went on a short honeymoon while my mother took care of our son and I quit going to the marriage counselor.