A Nap

The next several hours could only be described as a rather sore heaven. You weren't sure how much of it was your meddling and how much was Jennifer, but judging by the ready availability of her outfits and the ferocity with which she took you inside her, you could only imagine that she lived her life incredibly pent up, and you were feeling the full **** of it. Hours passed, and in that time she must have squeezed you out of every drop you had. The smell of sweat and sex was heavy in the air, and she was licking the cum off your dick when her phone finally started ringing from across the room. She gave you one last lick before getting up to answer it.

"Hi Honey!" She panted into the phone. "No, no, I was just about to step in the shower after a ride. No, I can talk!" She cheered into the phone. As hard as you two went at it, it was clear she still loved her husband and eagerly awaited his call.

As she disappeared down the Hall, you put your pants back on, sat down on the couch, relaxing and closed your eyes.

You woke up to the sound of the door opening, and there in the doorway stood your best friend Marcus. He walked in and sniffed and put his hand to his face. "Dude," he sighed in exasperation "How many times do I have to ask you not to do that in the living room? I thought we were past this. It's hard enough getting Jennifer to like you as it is, you don't need to make it harder on yourself."

You sighed internally. Marcus treats you so kindly. It almost feels wrong to be doing this to him, but he'll be thanking you in the end. Actually. If you upgrade to the premium, this will all go much smoother. You pull your phone out and start shifting through menus trying to find it. "Yeah, I know." You respond to him. "But you know how it is. I can't help it."

"Is this about the wife again?" He looked at you with mild contempt. "Don't you think it's kind of creepy to look at your friend's wife that way? Don't you know how uncomfortable that makes me?"

You find the menu, finally! You don't even bother reading the terms, and just hit confirm. "Come on dude. You know it wasn't that long ago that we were both talking about what we'd like to do to her. It's normal! There's no need to be uncomfortable."

Marcus immediately relaxed at your words. "Dude." He looked at you with a slightly pitying expression. That look always annoyed you, he may be your friend, but he can be such a condescending asshole sometime. "That was like 6 years ago. We were both much younger, then." He shook his head. "But you have a point, I suppose. I can't judge you too much, since I've been there, too. Just try to keep it in your room. I don't know if I have it in me to keep defending you."

You stand up and move to put your hand on his shoulder, but he backs off a little bit with a look of mild disgust. "Ah. Right." You laugh at the situation a bit. Of course he doesn't want you to touch him right now. "Anyway," you continue. "Why do you keep defending me if it's so creepy? It's because you like it when other people fantasize about her, huh? You like showing her off?"

"Fuck off!" He returns with a laugh. "What do you expect me to say, that I hate it when everyone knows I have a hot wife?"

"Knowing you, maybe! There's nothing wrong with getting off on people fantasizing. It's pretty common." you continue needling him. "You should ask her to show off a bit, if you like it so much. I doubt she would mind."

He hesitated for just a moment before conceding the point once more. "Yeah. You're probably right. However she feels about it, she would probably do it. It just feels like taking advantage of her, you know? I'll just deal, like I always have."

"Nah, man. She loves you, and she's an adult. If she agrees to it, it's because she's willing to do it." Suddenly, an idea pops into your head. "Besides. Maybe you'll find out you like the same things. You two should start exploring." With that, the sound of the shower, which you had barely registered, went silent.