Straight Female / 39
He Was Gay
My husband and I have friends, a lesbian couple, who we’ve known for years. They have friends who are also lesbians and work for the same company, a conservative company so they still hide the fact that they are gay. A couple of years ago they needed a date to their company christmas party and our friends asked us if my husband would escort one of them. We had met them before, along with several other gay and lesbian friends of theirs, so I didn’t mind and my husband was willing. It went off without a hitch and everyone had a great time.
Last year, we were at our friends house for one of their birthday. We were the only straight people there but had a great time. There were several guys there, one named Clay and one named Ross. They work together and hide the fact that they also live together. We were talking with them about a party they were attending at their bosses house. Clay mentioned he wasn’t going to go until a friend’s sister agreed to be his “date” so now he was going. We talked for a while and found out that Ross wasn’t going because he didn’t have a date. After talking a while, my husband volunteered me to be his date explaining that we’d done it before and it was fine. I had no problem with it, Ross is younger than me and very cute with a great personality. We finally agreed that I’d meet him at his house, about 40 miles from home, and then he could drive us to the party.
I arrived at his house at 4:30 and was ready except for the clothes I was wearing. I changed in a bedroom, putting on a backless dress that came down just below mid thigh and tied around my neck. It wasn’t sexy, but wasn’t prudish looking either. We arrived at the party around 6:00, after having a drink or 2 waiting so we didn’t arrive to early. Clay had driven to pick up his “date” and we were to meet them there. His boss had a beautiful home with a large back yard and separate game room. They had a bartender working a bar in the main house and the game room and people were already just milling around socializing when we arrived. He introduced me to his boss and coworkers as his date without going into much detail. Clay arrived with his date and we spoke for a bit before separating to mingle with others.
Ross would hold my hand and lead me around, we both had several drinks though I was drinking more than him. Our plan had been to stay until around 7:30 or 8, but it was nearly 10 before we left to go back to his place. I was feeling no pain when we left and we went inside and were talking while he made us another drink. Too drunk to drive, I called my husband and let him know I was going to stay there for the night, he was fine with that.
Now that I wasn’t driving, we all had another drink, then Clay excused himself for a minute. I was still in my dress and Ross asked if I’d like a t-shirt to sleep in and I said yes. He was in the room when I undressed down to just my thong panties. He handed me the shirt and I slipped it on and we went back downstairs. The shirt came just below my waist so my ass was exposed but I didn’t think anything of it. After that, all I remember is we were talking one minute, and the next we were upstairs having sex! He was a great lover and I have to admit I loved every minute of it. I don’t know how many times I came, or how many times HE came, or when we finally went to sleep. The next morning I woke up to Ross kissing me and we soon were fucking once again.
When he finished, I asked to shower and then got dressed to leave. I was nervous about seeing Clay and asked Ross what he was going to tell him. That’s when I found out that Ross was not gay, he and Clay are simply roommates! I left and drove home fighting back tears. I’d never intended to cheat on my husband and could figure out how to tell him. He was gone when I got there so I took another shower trying to wash the shame off my body. I was still crying when he got home so of course he wanted to know why. After talking for a bit I confessed everything. He was surprised but not angry. He asked a few questions before holding me and telling me it was ok, he loved me. No more dates for me!
Last year, we were at our friends house for one of their birthday. We were the only straight people there but had a great time. There were several guys there, one named Clay and one named Ross. They work together and hide the fact that they also live together. We were talking with them about a party they were attending at their bosses house. Clay mentioned he wasn’t going to go until a friend’s sister agreed to be his “date” so now he was going. We talked for a while and found out that Ross wasn’t going because he didn’t have a date. After talking a while, my husband volunteered me to be his date explaining that we’d done it before and it was fine. I had no problem with it, Ross is younger than me and very cute with a great personality. We finally agreed that I’d meet him at his house, about 40 miles from home, and then he could drive us to the party.
I arrived at his house at 4:30 and was ready except for the clothes I was wearing. I changed in a bedroom, putting on a backless dress that came down just below mid thigh and tied around my neck. It wasn’t sexy, but wasn’t prudish looking either. We arrived at the party around 6:00, after having a drink or 2 waiting so we didn’t arrive to early. Clay had driven to pick up his “date” and we were to meet them there. His boss had a beautiful home with a large back yard and separate game room. They had a bartender working a bar in the main house and the game room and people were already just milling around socializing when we arrived. He introduced me to his boss and coworkers as his date without going into much detail. Clay arrived with his date and we spoke for a bit before separating to mingle with others.
Ross would hold my hand and lead me around, we both had several drinks though I was drinking more than him. Our plan had been to stay until around 7:30 or 8, but it was nearly 10 before we left to go back to his place. I was feeling no pain when we left and we went inside and were talking while he made us another drink. Too drunk to drive, I called my husband and let him know I was going to stay there for the night, he was fine with that.
Now that I wasn’t driving, we all had another drink, then Clay excused himself for a minute. I was still in my dress and Ross asked if I’d like a t-shirt to sleep in and I said yes. He was in the room when I undressed down to just my thong panties. He handed me the shirt and I slipped it on and we went back downstairs. The shirt came just below my waist so my ass was exposed but I didn’t think anything of it. After that, all I remember is we were talking one minute, and the next we were upstairs having sex! He was a great lover and I have to admit I loved every minute of it. I don’t know how many times I came, or how many times HE came, or when we finally went to sleep. The next morning I woke up to Ross kissing me and we soon were fucking once again.
When he finished, I asked to shower and then got dressed to leave. I was nervous about seeing Clay and asked Ross what he was going to tell him. That’s when I found out that Ross was not gay, he and Clay are simply roommates! I left and drove home fighting back tears. I’d never intended to cheat on my husband and could figure out how to tell him. He was gone when I got there so I took another shower trying to wash the shame off my body. I was still crying when he got home so of course he wanted to know why. After talking for a bit I confessed everything. He was surprised but not angry. He asked a few questions before holding me and telling me it was ok, he loved me. No more dates for me!
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