Note: If you haven't already, read Chapters 01 - 12 of Boarding with Linda, which are prequels to this story.
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I experienced a lot of variety even within just the first six months or so of living in Linda's basement: blonds and brunettes, white, black and Filipino, big boobs and small boobs, curvy bodies and toned bodies. There was one thing for sure that I hadn't done, though; most of the women had been single like me and, although I'd been with a few divorced women, I'd never been with a married woman. It definitely wasn't a goal of mine, especially given that most of Linda's friends were single. Even sneaking around with Irene at first had been a lot more complicated than most of the experiences I was typically having. Since I was getting plenty of sex and there weren't really any married women in the picture anyway, hooking up with a married woman just wasn't something that I'd even considered.
As you may have figured out, I eventually had sex with a married woman but it may come as a surprise that it was orchestrated by Linda. She was telling me one evening about having lunch with her friend, Emily, who I had also known back when we all went to high school together. In fact, I had actually known Emily from when we'd been quite young because we'd gone to the same church. We had never really run in the same social circles, though, so we'd been more acquaintances than friends. Like Linda, she had married young and immediately got pregnant. Unlike Linda, though, she hadn't stopped at one and had remained married. She was now raising three kids but at least her husband was still in the picture.
Linda revealed that Emily, though happy in her marriage and with her kids and with her life choices, was feeling a bit overwhelmed, a bit underappreciated and quite a bit horny. With three kids, her sex life was definitely suffering. Without revealing our situation, Linda had told Emily that she knew somebody who could help her at least with relieving some of that pent up sexual frustration and, based on what she'd heard from some friends, he was quite adept at making a girl cum. She also assured Emily that this person could absolutely be discreet. She said that Emily seemed surprised by the suggestion but said that she'd need to think about it. I guess committing adultery wasn't something to be taken lightly, which is probably a good thing.
"So your friend tells you that, because she has three kids, she has no sex life and, rather than offering to watch her kids so she can have a date night with her husband, you instead pimp me out?" I asked, pretty amused and just good-naturedly giving her a hard time.
"First of all," she replied, "I have no desire to watch three little kids. Second, I can just see date night turning into a trip to Walmart and ending up with a quickie before they pick up the kids. At least with you I know that you'll make her a priority and make sure that she cums hard and cums a lot."
"This is true," I confirmed.
I hadn't even thought about Emily in years but confirmed that I'd be more than willing to help her out and, if she thought it would make a difference, she could tell Emily that it'd just be an old friend helping out an old friend; nothing more sordid than that. Of course, to frame it that way, she'd have to reveal who she was recommending that Emily have sex with but I suggested that maybe that would help her decide one way or the other, anyway. She decided that she'd follow up with Emily in a couple of days and, in the meantime, I went on social media to satisfy my curiosity. I remembered Emily mostly as being a skinny kid with really long hair but, naturally, she'd grown up quite a bit. She was a lot more curvy, presumably as a result of becoming a mom three times over, but this also meant that her tits were much more substantial than I remembered. I certainly didn't expect to have any reservations if she decided to go through with Linda's suggestion. Of course seeing pictures of her family did give me some minor reservations but she clearly was not as happy as those photos were suggesting so, if she felt like she needed something that I could provide, I wasn't going to second guess her decision.
Until she decided, though, there wasn't going to be anything to second guess anyway but, when Linda checked in with her, she'd made up her mind. She told Linda that she had decided to at least give it a try though she confessed that thinking of it as an old friend helping out an old friend helped her to rationalize her decision. Linda told me that Emily also seemed pleased when she revealed that I was the one who'd be taking care of her. They decided that she'd tell her family that she was having dinner at Linda's house and would be heading there right from work. Linda planned for her and Ashley to not be around so things weren't weird but I suggested that she have Emily knock then just come right in. I didn't think her husband would have any reason to be suspicious but, on the off chance that he was following her, it would be bad if he saw me answering the door to let her in.
I was far enough away from the door as she entered so that I couldn't be seen from outside but close enough so that I could admire her curvy figure as she entered. She was wearing a dress that complemented her curves and had buttons all the way up the front, which I knew I was going to enjoy unbuttoning. She locked the door behind her then crossed over toward me, not looking all that confident.