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Never Trust Your Friends
by Bossman (address withheld)
quick edit by Drivethru1599

***

We took in an elderly work mate in for a few weeks and 
it didn't take him long to seduce my wife and fuck her 
while I spied on them. (MF, wife-sharing, husb-voy, 
cuck)

***

My wife Sharon and I have been married now for seven 
years. We were in our late twenties, five years married 
and still much in love, well at least I thought so. I'm 
an assistant manager in an old people's home, there is 
no need for Sharon to work, she has a monthly income 
from her late father's estate. She keeps our home in 
shape, that's when she's not out shopping with her 
girlfriends or sunning herself in the back garden.

Last summer my boss Pete had a fire at his house which 
completely gutted it. I couldn't see him homeless so 
after a call to Sharon and a bit of persuasion I said 
he could stay with us till he got his insurance sorted 
out. That Friday evening Pete came round with what 
belongings he had in a holdall. I showed him to the 
spare room; Pete emptied the contents of his bag on the 
bed. I noticed a pack of blue tablets among his stuff, 
knowing what they were, Viagra pills; I didn't say 
anything to embarrass him.

There was little need for introductions as Sharon had 
met Pete before on several occasions. We had supper, 
watched TV and chatted a while, before Pete turned in 
for the night. 

In the morning Pete who is nearly sixty, and a lot 
taller came down in the same clothes he wore the night 
before, I had no clothes that would fit him. Sharon 
being a shopohlic offered to take him shopping, which 
he agreed to. While I went to do a shift at the home. 

I arrived home just after 4pm, Sharon's car was in the 
drive but the house was empty. I walked threw into the 
lounge towards the sliding doors that lead to the 
garden. On hearing voices I stopped and peered around 
the curtains. Sharon was sitting on the sun lounger in 
her bikini. Pete was standing behind her massaging 
Sharon's shoulders. When she remarked how good it felt, 
Pete suggested that she should lie down so he could 
give her back a good massage. 

Before, Sharon laid on the subbed, she jokingly said to 
Pete that he better keep his hands in the proper 
places. Pete leaned over and started rubbing her 
shoulders. She said that it felt really good. He rubbed 
her back for a while and did nothing to offend her. 
After a few minutes, Sharon was completely relaxed; 
Pete suggested that it would feel much better if she 
undid her top. To my surprise, she unhooked it letting 
the straps fall either side

Then Pete started to work down her laterals. The sides 
of her breasts were visible, and he worked close to 
them. He kept working her sides and then brushed 
against the side of her breast. I held my breath, but 
she did nothing. After a while he slowly went back to 
the side of her breast and started to rub it. I could 
see his hand try to touch more of her breast.

My heart stopped when Sharon slightly tilted to one 
side slightly exposing her breast. Pete's hand slipped 
in and cupped it in his hand. Sharon took a deep and 
sighed. He fondled her breast for a few minutes, I 
could see Sharon's breathing getting harder, and then 
went back to her neck and shoulders. Like nothing had 
ever happened, he then started on her feet and legs 
which she loves. He worked his way up her thighs and 
back down. 

"This is nice but don't get any wild ideas," Sharon 
said rather sternly. 

So here is my semi-naked wife on the subbed, getting a 
massage from a from an old man.

Pete went back to work on her inner thighs, moving 
closer up her thighs each time. On one of those trips 
up her thigh, I swear it looked like he brushed her 
bulging pussy threw her bikini, because it made her 
jump. He did this a few times with no protest from 
Sharon. 

A few moments later, he rubbed against her and then 
paused. Annie did not move, I knew he was rubbing 
Annie's pussy. Then it happened, his hand pushed up 
against her bottom, from my vantage point I watched as 
his fingers slipped inside Sharon's bikini. He started 
to move his fingers, kneading her buttocks I knew had 
to be getting very wet. 

With pangs of jealousy and excitement in my gut. I had 
to put and end to it before it got out of hand. Swiftly 
I went to the front door opened it and closed it loudly 
and shouted out, "Honey I'm home!" Slowly waking into 
the lounge. 

Pete was standing by the sliding doors I could clearly 
see his cock making a huge imprint in the front of his 
slacks. Sharon was still lying on the subbed, her 
bikini bra strap done up. I never said anything, 
although I knew I should have. 

Normally Friday night is the night Sharon and I stay in 
with a bottle of wine and have a meal, but because we 
had Pete staying Sharon suggested we all go out for a 
meal instead. We shower before heading for dinner. 
Sharon, had brought a red dress that day while shopping 
with Pete, it kind of matched her long red hair. 

Pete and I waited downstairs while Sharon finished 
getting ready. Just then, our conversation was 
interrupted by my Sharon's entrance coming downstairs. 
She was wearing her red dress, and was looking, she was 
flipping up her hair to put in her earrings, something 
about the gesture was so incredibly sexy.

The restaurant we had picked was some miles away, so we 
ordered a taxi. When we got to the restaurant, Pete 
jumped out of the cab to open the door for Sharon. 
Always trying to be a gentleman I thought, even if such 
behavior is out of fashion these days. Opening the 
door, he got a real eyeful of Sharon's legs! She had 
apparently sat down 'innocently' in a way so that her 
dress was pushed way up on her legs.

The restaurant was good, all of us enjoyed the meal, We 
all started telling various stories and the night 
seemed to pass quickly and the drinks were going down 
just as fast. Sharon was drinking quite a bit of wine 
with her dinner. I tried to hold back some myself, 
because I can't hold my liquor too well, but not 
wanting to spoil a good night out I over indulged and 
went over my normal limit. 

We left the restaurant about 11.30, the cool night air 
hit me, Pete and Sharon held on to me either side as we 
waited for our taxi. The taxi came and took us home, 
once inside we sat on the sofa watching a late night 
movie, Sharon sitting between us. With just the light 
of the television, out of the corner of my eye I was 
Pete's hand lightly dropped onto Sharon's knee and was 
traveling ever so slowly up the outside of her thigh. 

Sharon grasped his and moved it away. She turned to me 
and said, "C'mon sleepyhead, time for bed now." Staring 
at me with a mischievous grin. She whispered in my ear, 
"Take me to bed and fuck me?" 

They were words I had never heard her say before. 
Sharon and I went upstairs while Pete stayed saying he 
wanted to watch the rest of the movie. Once upstairs 
Sharon went to the en-suit bathroom taking her black 
see-threw negligee with her, I undressed and got in bed 
to wait. 

After a few minutes I heard the shower turn on. I lay 
in bed for what seemed ages, my eyes were getting heavy 
till I dozed off. 

In a semi conscious state I heard her voice – "Are you 
asleep? Mike, are you asleep?" I lay there not being 
bothered to answer her, and then heard the bedroom door 
softly close.

I waited for what seemed like an eternity, for Sharon 
to return, she didn't. So I got up and quietly opened 
the door. I could hear the sounds of the television as 
I made my way downstairs, standing in the darkened 
hallway, I peeked around the corner into the living 
room. The light from the TV light the room. My heart 
jumped as I looked in, Sharon in her black negligee, 
standing sideways to me with Pete towering over her 
with his hands on her shoulders. Keeping out of sight 
in the shadows.

"I'm not sure I can," I heard Sharon say.

"You look amazing. Your husband is a lucky man. It 
won't change anything, we are just friends helping each 
other out," Pete replied.

"We can just kiss, and if you don't won't to go any 
further, we won't."

That sneaky bastard I thought. Half of me wanted to 
barge in and break it up, but the other half of me 
wanted to see what her reaction would be.

Pete took her face in his hands bent his head down and 
started softly kissing her. This lasted about thirty 
seconds before Sharon responded and started kissing him 
back furiously.

He gently pushed her back against the back of the sofa 
as they continued kissing. His hands started running 
all over her back, and slipped the shoulder straps of 
her negligee off her shoulders. Sharon not only allowed 
him to do this but put her arms down to allow Pete to 
pull on her negligee till it slipped down around her 
ankles. Leaning against the back of the sofa, her bare 
breasts brightened by the light coming from the 
television, her nipples hard and protruding straight 
out. 

I could feel my erection beginning. Pete took her left 
nipple into his mouth while continuing to rub the 
other, her back was arched and I could hear her 
breathing getting shorter and shorter. He moved over to 
her other nipple Sharon's breathing was getting very 
audible. Finally, they broke their embrace, I watched 
as my wife started unbuttoning his shirt, Pete had both 
hands on bare her ass. Then the sound of rustling 
clothes and, then, an unzipping zipper. 

"Here. Let me help you with that," Pete started to undo 
his belt and pulled slacks and underpants down to his 
ankles. 

Sharon knelt down on her knees in front of him. "God. 
It looks large. And not all the way hard yet" I heard 
her say. I saw her head kind of bob forward and Pete 
let out a little gasp. Jealousy I thought how could she 
enjoy him that much, he's an old man!! 

I knew she was sucking him off but I couldn't see. With 
his back shielding me I crept in the room and hid 
behind the arm chair only feet away so to get a better 
view. Sharon had both hands wrapped around Pete's 
shaft. I saw his bulbous cock-head it seemed abnormally 
large. Sharon flicking her tongue all around it. His 
testicles swaying heavily between legs. She then took 
his cock head in her mouth and moved her mouth slowly 
sucking on it. 

I could see that Pete was a little weak in the knees. 
He must be close I thought. Pete then pulled Sharon up 
saying "I want to eat your pussy" Then kissed her. As 
they kissed, Sharon stroked his cock up and down 
between their pressed bodies as they moved to the sofa.

He gently laid Sharon down, Pete found his way to a 
nipple and began licking and sucking as she let out a 
soft moan. I watched as Pete continued his way down, 
kissing Sharon's firm belly her soft moans increased as 
Pete ran his tongue over Sharon's wiry ginger pubes. 

A soft shriek came from her mouth as his tongue found 
its target on her clit. "Oh Pete! That feels so good, 
don't stop!" but I could see that he had no intention 
of stopping. I could hear her breathing become more 
rapid and I could see that she was rapidly approaching 
orgasm. Sharon's head arched back and I could see her 
stomach muscles ripple as she started cumming on Pete's 
mouth. 

"Uhh! Ohhh! Oohhh! Lick me... oh yes, yes, YESSS!" 
Sharon cried out as an incredible orgasm overtook her 
body. 

When Pete lifted his head back up, his face was 
glistening from Sharon's juices.

Sharon lay there her legs parted I had a great view of 
her wet pussy. Pete wiped his face with his shirt then 
got back on the sofa kneeling between Sharon's open 
legs.

He moved the head of his dick and touched her. 'No, no, 
no...' she said. He paused. Then he began rubbed his 
cock around her pussy area making no penetration just 
like she asked. Her hips were responding to his teasing 
as she made circular motions, sighs coming from her 
every few seconds. I thought he was going to make her 
cum right there. 

Pete lent over and started kissing her. She put her 
upper leg over his leg. From my vantage point I could 
see his cock only inches from her pussy, As his cock 
touched her labia, she pulled back. Pete's cock shaft 
resting between furrow of her pussy, his hips moved in 
a slow dry hump. She responded to him and undulated her 
hips up and down. I knew she was getting excited by his 
cock rubbing against her clit. 

Without warning adjusting his position his hips 
suddenly jabbed his gig cock head between her labia 
lips. 'Oh!' cried out Sharon, "Oh No! Oh NO!" Her words 
expressed shock. Pete's cock had found her pussy. He 
pushed into her a bit more then immediately withdrew 
and apologized. Sharon didn't move. She just laid there 
panting. I thought that it was over and that she would 
try to get up. Instead she was still under him with her 
legs still spread. 

They looked into each others eyes for a moment when 
Pete leaned down and kissed my wife on the mouth. I 
could see Annie open her mouth to accept his tongue. 
They had kissed passionately for a while when Pete's 
cock head re-entered her again, spreading her labia 
lips apart. His cock very slowly into my wife with one 
push. Till his grapefruit-sized balls rested in the 
crack of Sharon's ass. It was an awesome sight.

This time Sharon did nothing... except moan into his 
mouth as they kissed. Pete slowly withdrew partway and 
then pushed in again, then again, then again. My wife 
began to move her hips to meet his thrusts. Just 
moments after she had said no, my wife began to be a 
willing participant. Soon each thrust brought a grunt 
from her lips, 'uhh... uhh... uhh...' 

They fucked hard. He was slamming against her crotch 
and you could hear skin slapping skin. She wrapped her 
legs around his waist giving limitless access to her. I 
am sure he was hitting her cervix with every thrust, 
Sharon's hips rolling with passion. They kissed again. 

It was such an erotic sight to watch her completely 
surrender herself to this old man. As their tongues 
explored and their bodies moved in a rhythmic motion, 
Sharon unwrapped her legs from his waist and just let 
then hang in the air. With her arms around him. Her 
breathing was getting much heavier, signaling an 
impending orgasm. 

"Fuck me! Fuck meeeee! Oh god! Oh god! Oh my god! I'm 
cumming!!" She screamed. 

With Pete still thrusting, she raised her legs high in 
the air, her feet pointing to the sky, her toes arched 
as if she were a ballet dancer. I could see his cock 
withdraw and then disappear back into her pussy. They 
were fucking with a fury. As his hips repeatedly 
slammed into her pelvis, her legs and feet would 
violently shake. Her surrender was now complete. With 
her legs obscenely splayed, she was letting this old 
guy. As his thrusting continued, he let out a sounding 
finale, 'Ahhhh! Ahhhhh... ahhhhhh... ahhhhhh! I'm gonna 
shoot!" 

Their bodies slowed down. 

He jerked once or twice more. Then it was over. They 
kissed, Sharon hugged him tight. I returned back behind 
the arm chair trying figure out my escape.

As Pete withdrew and got up. His cock glistening from 
Sharon's juices, I was amazed to see his cock still 
rock hard. It dawned on me then he must have popped a 
Viagra earlier.

Pete pulled Sharon up, still panting, she stood up and 
his cum immediately ran out of her pussy and onto the 
floor.

Pete sat down on the sofa. Sharon seemed a little 
confused of what to do next. Pulling her down she began 
to understand what was Pete wanted. While standing and 
facing Pete, Sharon placed one foot along each side of 
the of his thighs so that her crotch was opened 
directly above his cock. She grabbed his cock and 
slowly sat down on it as her hand guided him into her 
waiting gash. 

From my angle, I could see the upper part of his cock 
disappear into the center of her furry ginger pussy 
until there was nothing of it left as if her pussy was 
swallowing him whole. Then it reappeared as she slowly 
moved up on him again. Then it slowly disappeared. Soon 
she sat all the way down on his lap and they embraced 
and kissed deeply once more as their groins began to 
grind together in rhythm. 

I couldn't believe my wife was cheating on me with my 
boss.

Soon Sharon was rocking hard on the Pete's lap and her 
breath was hard and ragged again. The sofa was taking 
such a beating that it creaked loudly. I had the 
perfect view of her pussy lips wrapping themselves 
around his shaft and lathering up his pole with thick 
white juice. I could hear her pussy going 'slurp, 
slurp, slurp.

My face was burning up, my pulse was racing and my 
heart was beating so loud that I was surprised they 
didn't hear it. Soon she was screaming again and she 
came as hard as she had the first time. Pete was 
slamming his hips upwards into her. The plunging became 
faster and faster. "OHHHH," Sharon moaned. "FUCK ME, 
Pete! GOD, YOUR SUCH A GOOD FUCK. AHHHH. OHHHHHH! 
YESSSSSSSS!" 
 
I'm going to cum!' He shouted. I could hear him groan 
and grunt as he shot his another load of hot sperm into 
my wife. She didn't respond to him because she was lost 
in her orgasm. She kept him locked into her and as his 
rigid cock began to pulsate with the first shots of cum 
being released into her womb, she clamped down hard on 
his cock and came with a scream at the tops of her 
lungs. Her orgasm even continued long after he was 
spent. Then finally, breathlessly she relaxed her 
muscles and released him. 

Taking my queue to sneak out as they recovered, I sat 
on the stairs listening to them talk. 
 
"I'll have to go now before Mike wakes up," she said to 
Pete. 

"Can't you stay a little longer?" he replied.

"I'd like too," she cooed at him. "But I really need to 
get going. And please never tell anyone."

"Don't worry," he said. "I never will. I promise. 
Besides, I'm hoping we can do this again sometime."

**

I quickly made my way back to our bedroom. Looking at 
the alarm clock it was 4.30am. A short time later I 
heard our door quietly open then shut. Sharon climbed 
into bed naked, I could Pete's cologne on her body, not 
to mention the fresh smell of sex. In her sexually 
exhausted state, she laid on her stomach and went to 
sleep. I woke up at 8.30, Sharon was still sound asleep 
on her stomach. Inquisitively I lifted the bed clothes 
off her. Her legs were spread apart. 

I marveled at the site of her pussy that glistened with 
a whitish foam around the reddish, sagging lips. I bent 
over to stare at her sloppy hole as close as I could. I 
was cautious to hold my breath so that I didn't wake 
Sharon even with a slight breath on her ass. 

The room permeated with the smell of sex, and the 
pungent aroma flooded my nostrils the closer I got to 
her cunt. I breathed it in to keep the thought of her 
passionate coupling alive in my imagination. I wanted 
to remember the moment, so I backed off before my cock 
exploded or my tongue uncontrollably darted to her 
slippery hole. 

I dressed went downstairs and made a coffee, Pete came 
down, with a smirk on his face he asked, "Sleep well 
last night Mike?"

"Yea, not bad. How about you Pete>"

"I had a good night."

Bastard I thought. Its wasn't till the following 
weekend when one evening after another drunken night 
out, I woke to an empty bed. Opening the bedroom door I 
could hear the sounds of Sharon and Pete fucking in his 
bedroom. Going back to bed I waited for her to return. 
She came back a while later at 4am staggering into the 
room suffering from the affects of alcohol and her 
fucking. She got into bed, within minutes she was sound 
asleep. I nudged her a couple of times to wake her. 
Sharon was in a deep drunken sleep. 

I reached over and put the lamp on, her hair was in a 
mess and lipstick smeared over her mouth. I pulled the 
sheets off, looking between her partly open legs her 
labia lips were swollen and red, and her hard clitoris 
protruding from its hood. Pete's jism was all over her 
pussy lips, ginger pubis hair, and in her slit. 

I could no longer breath through my nose without 
inhaling their cum, so I quickly moved my tongue 
towards her clit. I flicked my tongue at her clit, 
Sharon's hips started to gyrate, my tongue darted 
between her open slit a salty, acid taste entered my 
mouth

Breathing through my nose and she ground her pussy onto 
my tongue, rewarding me with even stronger smells and 
tastes. Sharon started to moan, in her sleep I licked 
at her well-used opening for some time. Before rising 
to let my dick slip easily into her well used cunt 
hole. 

I was cautious to move slowly so I wouldn't wake her. I 
couldn't feel the walls of her stretched out pussy. 
Still, almost the instant my dick was fully embedded in 
her, my cum spewed to be mixed with what was left of 
hers and her old lover's spunk. 

**

Later that week Pete got accommodation, paid for by the 
insurance company. I could sense Sharon's loss of her 
lover for the rest of the week. 

A few weeks later I finished my shift early, pulling up 
outside our house I saw Pete's car parked up opposite. 
Opening the front door and entering the living room. I 
was stopped in my tracks. Sharon and Pete were on the 
living room floor. As the two writhing, sweating bodies 
slowed, gasping and panting, Sharon's glazed look fell 
upon me, by now standing transfixed in the doorway. 

She smiled that happy, satisfied smile I has seen so 
many times before. I smiled sheepishly back and 
withdrew to and went upstairs.

A while later I heard the front door slam, Pete had 
gone. Going downstairs Sharon still lay drowsily on the 
floor, her legs slightly parted, her swollen cunt lips 
glistening in the light.
"You don't hate me, do you darling?" She said softly.

"Of course not. I love you and I will always love you." 
I answered sincerely. 

Kneeling by her side, Sharon rolled over towards me, 
and kissed me, deeply thrusting her in my mouth. Sharon 
had never kissed me in such a wanton and messy fashion 
before. The taste of alcohol was unmistakable. Before I 
could fully assess the situation, Sharon grabbed the 
back of my hair with both hands and forcefully guided 
my head downwards. My cheek brushed her left nipple 
which was erect, Sharon kept pushing my head until I 
was between her legs. The aroma emanating from Sharon's 
crotch was pungent. 

It was the same odor I remembered from the weeks 
before. Sharon ground my face into her groin. I could 
seen a hot, slimy, sticky pool of fluids soaking her 
pubic hair and cradled by the folds of her large spread 
labia. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and extended my 
tongue just touching her extended pussy lips. 

The opening to Sharon's vagina was enormous. It seemed 
wide enough to consume my nose, mouth and chin. My 
tongue caught a huge glob of spunk which oozed from her 
cunt. The strong taste of salty with a tinge of the 
musky flavor of Sharon's vaginal juices. 

Now there was no denying it. I was swallowing the semen 
Pete's cock had deposited deep in my wife's pussy. My 
rigid dick was throbbing prostate. With a fervor, I 
began tonguing Sharon's swollen and extended labia lips 
seeking to savor the remnants that had already escaped 
from her cunt. I sucked what seemed like a endless 
stream of semen from the depths of her vagina. All the 
while Sharon moaned and rocked her pelvis against my 
jaw.

After Sharon had convulsed in orgasm, a thicker flow of 
cum poured forth. I lapped it up and became to wonder 
how much of Pete's sperm had made its way into Sharon's 
womb. Even though I knew Sharon was on the pill, the 
thought of Pete's virile seed swimming in search of one 
of Sharon's eggs, nearly sent me over the edge. I 
continued to coax every drop of Pete's semen from my 
wife's folds. 

After what must have been thirty minutes of furious 
effort, Sharon climaxed three times I torn my clothes 
off positioned my six inch hard penis at her gaping 
hole. Literally no pressure was necessary as my dick 
disappeared. It was so loose, and warm sensation as I 
moved my erection in and out of that had once been a 
tight little pussy known only to me. There was ample 
room for more and Sharon's vagina almost engulfed my 
balls as well. 

Apparently, the absence of friction Sharon just lay 
there throughout the five minutes of my squirming 
inside of her. I tried to hold off as long as possible, 
but the thought slipping inside in my wife's used pussy 
was too much. I added my load.

Pete was Sharon's lover for many months after, till 
unfortunately for him, but not for me, he died in a car 
accident.

END

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