My Wife's Best Friend
My wife’s best friend when we started dating was a girl called Gail. The two had been inseparable since childhood, and it’s fair to say Gail didn’t like the amount of time my then-new girlfriend and I were spending together. She became a real pain in the ass and would often demand my new girlfriends time when we wanted to be together.
After we were married, this continued until my wife asked Gail to stay over for the weekend so they could spend more time together; I remember thinking, ‘oh fucking great’. Gail and I didn’t get on, we were always civil, but there was no love lost between us. However, that first weekend we did start to speak to each other more, and there was an acceptance that I was permanently on the scene, and I guess I began to tolerate her more too.
These weekends became a regular occurrence, and I started to enjoy them. This was the 1980s when Saturday afternoon was TV football heaven. Gail and my wife would usually go out shopping, leaving me to enjoy uninterrupted football. I also discovered that Gail loved horror films, something I’ve always loved but my wife doesn’t.
One Friday night, I rented two videos; one was the latest blockbuster and the second a horror film. My wife cooked, and we watched the blockbuster movie with a couple of bottles of wine. I expected Gail and my wife to retire, leaving me to watch the horror film alone; it was pretty late by this time. Gail, however, wanted to watch the movie too. Thus I discovered she liked this genre of film too. She got changed into her nightie and dressing gown, and I put my PJ’s on. The film was pretty good and had some real blood, guts and gore.
Gail and I got on really well watching the film and continued to drink malt whiskey (rare for a woman to like neat malt whiskey). We were lying on separate settees, and I noticed halfway through the film that I could see a glimpse of Gail’s white knickers as her legs were tucked together. I had never fancied Gail, but I guess I had a lob on due to the knicker flash, booze, and a few sex scenes from the film.
I then started to think about what it would be like to fuck a fresh pussy. Gail was an attractive girl. The thought played out in my mind, plus I so wanted to see what lay under that white cotton knickers ‘V’ I could see. Although I didn’t like Gail I really wanted to see what her pussy looked like. When I got up to pour us another drink, I allowed my cock to pop out of my pyjamas. Gail laughed and said that had given her more of a scare than the film. I pretended it was an accident, but she saw I had a lob on and couldn’t keep her eyes off it. After pouring her drink, I sat on the carpet in Infront of her and kissed her bare knees. I then asked if I could part her legs. She didn’t say anything, so I parted her legs and pushed her nightie up, fully exposing her white cotton knickers. She had a great pair of legs, and I kissed up to her crotch. I could smell her musky pussy as I kissed her crotch. Without asking, I pulled her knickers to the side and saw her lovely hairy smooth pussy. I ate her like a starving man. Gail was quietly moaning as I fingered and licked her hairy pussy out.
Next, I had her bent over the settee, knickers around one of her ankles, and my super hard cock sliding up her perfect pussy. I was always gentle with my wife after we first married; however, with Gail, I fucked her hard. I was aware that our flesh slapping together might be heard upstairs by my sleeping wife. I fucked her bareback and, without asking, came in her lovely hairy perfect pussy. I knew she also came as I saw her asshole pulsating as she orgasmed; I’d never seen anything like before. She used her knickers to wipe her pussy clean of my enormous cream pie; this was also strangely erotic!!
The first thing the following day, my wife went to have her hair done. Gail and I both had hangovers; however, as soon as the wife had driven off, I was in the spare room pulling Gail’s nightie off and going like a jackhammer between her legs. I chewed on her tits, fucked her and at one point had my thumb up her ass. I deposited another massive cream pie up my wife’s best friend. Later they went out shopping together, and I did feel a little apprehensive that Gail would spill the beans about our fucking, but they came back, and all was okay.
That night we had a takeaway, watched a video, and my wife retired early, leaving Gail and me to watch a Saturday night late TV horror film. We left it ten minutes before I was again fucking her hairy pussy, and depositing my third load of spunk up this fresh pussy within 24 hours of the first one. We then watched the film, and I fucked her again in the early hours of the morning in the doggy position. After going to bed, I felt horny at about 5 am (I can’t quite remember the exact time). I checked my sleeping wife, went into the spare room and woke Gail up. We went downstairs, and I fucked her again in the living room.
Over the next two years, this happened every time Gail stayed over for the weekend, once, sometimes twice, I would end up fucking her. We nearly got caught a couple of times but thank God for the squeaky floorboards in my first house.
Gail was training to be a nurse, and one night when my wife was on a course, I picked her up from the hospital. I loved fucking her in a nurses uniform. Gail and my wife were bridesmaid and matron of honour at another friend’s wedding. My wife went up to our hotel room in the early hours, leaving Gail, me and the remaining die-hard wedding guests. Within thirty minutes, I was up in Gail’s room; bridesmaid dressed up around her waist fucking the living daylights out of her. That was also the first time I fucked her up the ass; she was the first girl who seemed to enjoy anal!
My wife was on another work course which left me home alone for a night, and Gail called around straight from work. She was now a full-time nurse, and in those days, they had the proper blue nurses uniform. I took her black tights and knickers off and shaved her pussy bald. There was that much hair that the front room carpet looked like a fucking puddle parlour. I fucked her bald pussy so hard that night!!
I once fucked Gail during one of our late-night horror films and then went to bed, woke up horny and fucked the wife. Two women within an hour of each other. On another occasion, I’d fucked Gail when we went to pick up a Chinese takeaway. Later that night, my wife sucked my cock that had been up to her best friend; thus, the game began.
On another Friday night, I had fucked the wife before Gail arrived after work. When we stayed up to watch our horror film, I got Gail to suck my cock that had been up to her best friend’s pussy just hours before. I got off that the two friends were basically eating each other’s pussies. Looking back now, it even seems strange to me writing that?
Gail had very few inhabitations about sex; I did consider leaving my wife for her on several occasions because it was the best sex I’d ever had; however, it was just sex, there was little else to it. We rarely spoke or communicated much, just superficially about a number of topics. I have wondered if she fucked me to get back at the lost friendship with my wife, and I fucked her so hard to get back at her for being such a pain when I first started dating her best friend?
Much to my dismay, Gail left the area with her work in 1990, and then I didn’t see her for a couple of years. My wife then advised that we had been invited to her wedding! She was marrying a guy she had met at the new hospital. It was odd ..(continue confession)
