1. Wife's friend not mine but had to share


    Date: 6/14/2017, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: boots25, Source: xHamster

    Sandy was twenty-eight and single. She was slim with medium sized perky breasts that revealed wonderfully pert nipples whenever she went without a bra, which was most of the time. Her long, wavy, honey blonde hair fell naturally around her lightly freckled face. Tanned and always in shorts and sandals, she was the quintessential beach girl and she was my wife’s best friend. I have to admit that I have always had an affinity for blondes so I had more than a platonic friendship attraction to Sandy. I had never acted on it, but I’m sure it was obvious to everyone since I never tried to hide it either. What I didn’t know was if Sandy had an attraction to me. If she did, she hid it well. Since Sandy usually didn’t have a steady boyfriend she was included in most things that my wife and I did. She went out boating with us, even staying onboard overnight. If we rented a condo on the beach, she was always invited, and she stayed overnight at our house too many times to count. Besides the usual friendly wrestling, slap and tickle that close friends do - even walking in on each other when in the shower or changing clothes - I never made a move on her or she toward me. One summer evening, after the three of us had finished a late dinner, we settled into the living room to watch a movie. We’d had a bottle of wine with dinner and I opened another one to drink while the movie was playing. My wife sat on the floor, using the middle of the couch as a backrest as she is usually inclined to ... do. I took a seat on one end of the couch and Sandy at the other. That second bottle of wine was emptied quickly. Although we were all drinking, Sandy seemed to be consuming the chardonnay faster than she ordinarily would. I opened another bottle, poured refills all around, and returned to my seat. Sandy drank a little more wine then stretched out on the couch, her head on a pillow and her legs crossed in my lap. I rested one hand on her shin and held my wineglass with the other. My wife fell asl**p; as I could see her head droop off to one side. The whole scene was one that we had repeated many times. After a few minutes, my wife awoke and announced she was too tired to continue and was going to bed. She went upstairs and closed the door to prevent the sound of the movie disturbing her. Sandy and I remained on the couch and continued watching the movie. She was wearing a very loose fitting pair of white short shorts. I ran my hand gently up and down her shin. Her skin was soft, smooth, and taut. She moaned almost imperceptibly in an approving manner and shifted her legs slightly. I had rubbed her legs many times before in this manner but had never gotten this reaction. I turned my gaze from the movie to see her expression. She had a smirky look on her face. I put my wineglass down and placed my other hand on her ankle. A little louder this time, she moaned approvingly and uncrossed her legs. Her smile widened and the shift in position of her legs opened up her shorts enough ...
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