My best friend and I grew up together and since the day we met when we were 14 we were inseparable. We went to the same University and we were roommates after we graduated for a couple years. She ended up moving out with her husband and I focused on my career. Since then we definitely don't spend as much time together as we used to. And after one year later I also got married and our lives took different turns. We still live fairly close to each other. Her husband was a good looking man and I always thought he was attractive. He was about 5'9, with dark hair, fair skin and black eyes.
She had a god marriage life. But later her husband had been complaining about her not taking care of herself, not losing the weight and always looking shabby. A few weeks later, we invited them for a small party. They came and we enjoyed a lot, had a few drinks. Later at night, they decided to stay here at night. They stayed in our spare bedroom upstairs.
Later at night my husband revealed that he had to leave for Sohar to attend company overseas meeting. Being very tired after party he quickly dozed off and somehow I had a desire. However, not disturbing his sleep, I let my thoughts pass off and tried to sleep. After a couple of seconds I got up to grab some cold water from refrigerator. Somehow, I just forgot that I had a guest in my house and was going around the house in a red G-string and a lacy transparent cloak. While I opened the refrigerator to pull a water bottle, I just felt someone overlooking at me from the top. What I realized absolutely stunned me, because looking at me on my erotic dress was my friend's husband. He was standing in dark and my body was gleaming by the light coming out of the refrigerator. He could see my exposed ass and my back through the transparent dress. My naked ass covered only by a few strings and by transparent cloak. He got a perfect view of my exposed body. I closed the door of refrigerator and made my way towards my bedroom. As I walked, my breasts jiggled ever so slightly. When entered, I closed the door behind me and finally dozed off. Next day morning, they went back to their house after breakfast.
Then after, whenever we met I caught him looking at me and winked. I knew he was thinking about me. Few weeks later, at about 3 pm, my cell phone rang. I answered it. It was my friend.
" Hello." I said.
"Hey. Dear! How are you?" She said.
"I'm doing fine, and you?"
"Well. I'm okay. But you forgot something... our wedding anniversary." She said.
"No I don't. We will come tomorrow." I replied.
She invited us for their upcoming anniversary party. Soon the turn came for the visit to my friend's house; my husband got himself busy in his work place. It was evening time, I decided to go to party alone. I was dressed in my usual jeans and deep cut top that showed ample amounts of the upper slopes of my breasts. After I reached their apartment, I rang the bell, and after waiting about thirty seconds, the door swung open, and there stood the man, her husband. In his hand was one glass filled with wine.
"Come in," he gestured me. I stepped into the room. Music was pumping softly through the music system. He raised the glass, smiled and later offered me a glass of wine and started talking with me. At first I was quiet and shy but eventually I opened up. We starting talking and having a few drinks. It was a warm evening and I was wearing very little, a halter top, skimpy shorts and flip flops. I could feel him finding chances to get a glimpse of my waist and cleavage. Suddenly I found my best friend. She walked up to me with a glass of wine in his hand. She raised the glass and smiled. I smiled at her.
"Where is your husband?" She asked.
"Sorry, he was busy with his work," I replied.
Then I hugged her. I blurted out without any break, "Congratulates?"
We were just chilling having a good time, having a few more drinks. After a couple of minutes later, I talked with my friend about their problems. I discovered, what her husband liked most about a woman in general and his wife in particular were her breasts. Especially he wanted to play with nipples. Another thing that annoyed him was that there was no way he could talk her into oral sex. Unfortunately she didn't like it. In general, sex was only of secondary importance to her and he had often complained about it in the past. Despite this unsatisfying sex life, she still tried to satisfy him. I conveyed her and gave suggestion to her.