The Other Woman, My Best Friend

Two nights ago I held my best friend, stroking her hair and encouraging her as my husband filled her with his seed. Before that, I helped her do her hair and makeup, pick out a nice dress, and choose a perfume I knew he'd like from my collection. Holding her, looking into his eyes as he raised his head from her shoulder after his climax, I smiled and enjoyed the ache in my pussy for them both. She then told my husband she loved him, and turning her brown eyes to mine, thanked me and nuzzled her head to my breast.

Beth and I have been friends since college, where I met my husband Mike. What I didn't know was that Beth used to pretend to be asleep and watch us have sex in that little dorm room when we though she was out cold. She'd masturbate - not to me, but to him - and her 18 year old heart locked onto him much like mine did.

Mike and I married just after college after a pregnancy scare, but we have had a pretty good life. Beth struggled to find someone to treat her right, and she moved in with us about two years ago and just never left. It didn't bother me, but when she pretty much stopped dating at that point I certainly saw some red flags. The guy she was with before she moved in HAD hit her once, so I figured she was just detoxing from men.

Then, a few months back, the confessions started over glasses of wine. At first I thought it was nothing until she got upset and starting sobbing begging to make her college girl crush a reality, saying she'd do anything to have just a taste of what I have. I agreed, talked to my husband later, and went about setting it up. We went on a three person date, dressed to the nines. I let her wear my wedding ring, we went one town over where no one knows us, and told people we were sisters. It was absolutely thrilling to see them together and get to be a part of it - hopefully no one noticed the kisses I stole from him or the time he full on groped my ass as I got up from the restaurant table.

Beth and I are not lesbians in any way other than being tender toward one another. I don't want to lick her pussy, nor have her lick mine. And believe it or not, I don't want any other cocks than my husband's. But I do want him to put his cock - no, my cock - inside Beth and enjoy her. That's the g*ft I'm giving my "sister." And will keep giving for the foreseeable future - I absolutely love this arrangement.