A few days ago.
I went to visit a friend's house alone.
We had a great time, and in the evening, we chatted over drinks.
My friend, who takes medication that makes her drowsy, started dozing off in the living room.
Her husband and I began tidying up in the open kitchen, when suddenly he said, "Hey, isn't this kind of exciting?" and started touching my backside.
Ordinarily, I might have refused since I have a boyfriend and have had plenty of regular intimate experiences, but the thrill of my friend sleeping just a few meters away turned into excitement, and I found myself silently touching her husband's groin.
This was the signal, and while I was doing the dishes, he started fondling my chest.
It felt so good to be touched over my clothes that I almost collapsed.
But I couldn't make a sound.
He rubbed himself against my backside while touching my chest.
When he slipped his hand into my underwear, I was already very wet.
I spread my legs slightly to make it easier for him to touch me, and just a little touch made me climax.
His fingers felt amazing.
It felt incredibly good to climax silently.
I felt bad being the only one feeling good, so I turned the tables while he did the dishes.
I had him lower his jeans to his hips and gave him a handjob.
He was really hard.
Thinking about how he was doing this with my friend Y made me even more excited, and I really wanted to give him oral.
However, my oral technique tends to be noisy, and Y was sleeping in the living room...
We whispered about going for a little walk outside, and headed out.
There wasn't a suitable place for intimate activities outside, so we moved to the car.
I gave him plenty of oral in the car.
He also licked me a lot.
He seemed to enjoy it when I licked the tip, and he was happy.
Honestly, I was already satisfied from climaxing so much, but when he asked, "Can I put it in?" his face was so cute that I let him.
Thinking, "Oh, I'm doing this with my best friend's husband," made me excited again.
I think I climaxed about ten times in total.
Afterward, we returned to the living room as if nothing had happened, woke Y up, and the three of us slept together on the futon.
After Y fell asleep, we touched each other again.
Y will never know, but I plan to continue seeing him.
I wrote this because I couldn't believe I would ever get involved with my best friend's husband.
But I wonder what excited him to touch my backside?
Or was he confident I wouldn't refuse?
This happened just recently.
That's all.
