It was a drab, wet February evening. My wife Paula and I had just got in from watching a game of Rugby League. One of those early season games where both teams have been experimenting with line ups and tactics.
I'd had a few beers but wasnt drunk, just nicely merry. Paula was the same. We were child free tonight so I thought my luck may be in!
I looked in the fridge and found another bottle of beer. Paula had gone upstairs and I could hear her having a pee before getting changed.
All of a sudden there was a knock at the door. This really took me by surprise as we rarely get visitors, especially at 11pm on a Friday night.
The lights in the hallway were off so I took the opportunity to sneak to the door and have a look through the spyhole in the door.
It took me a minute to focus but standing there was one of the school mums, Lisa.
She was upset and clutching what looked like a soft drink bottle.
I quickly opened the door, "Oh thank god you're in, I didn't know where else to go." blurted Lisa.
"You better come in and I'll go get Paula," I responded.
I was pretty pissed off. My sex life with Paula was pretty shit, we'd fuck probably twice a month and whilst I was highly sexed and experimental, Paula was exactly the opposite.
I loved nothing better than licking her pussy. She used to come really easily and quickly that way before we usually then just fucked and that was it. There was no initimacy on her part, no blow jobs and even the lovely hand jobs she gave me before work had dried up!
Tonight I thought I'd at least get chance to empty my balls but instead here was an emotional school mum who'd turned up unannounced and ruined the opportunity.
Now Lisa was kind of attractive in a frumpy kind of way. Blonde hair that was just longer than shoulder length, her tits looked quite large, she'd been at a couple of parties and bbqs and had been showing some decent cleavage.
She had a bit of a belly, probably down to drink as I know she liked a wine or two.
Anyway off I went, in a huff, to go get Paula. I found her topless just pulling on her top. My cock twitched at the sight of her big tits and big brown nipples. "Your mate from the school run is here, she's pissed and emotional, hurry up and get rid of her!" I said rather sharply.
Paula went down to the kitchen of the house. We lived in a 3 storey home and the kitchen was on the bottom floor. I stayed on the middle floor in the lounge with my beer for company.
About half an hour passed and in that time I could hear a mixture of raised voices and tears from Lisa and calming assurance from Paula. After another 10 minutes Paula came upstairs and told me that Lisa's husband Jim had been cheating on her with not one, but two much younger girls than himself. Apart from thinking you lucky bastard, I was taken aback as they always seemed such a stable couple.
Paula said Lisa is pissed as the soft drink bottle was full of vodka and not much coke. She would be staying the night on our sofa in our living room.
I must admit I was annoyed as bang went my chances of a semi drunken fuck with me wife.
Lisa came upstairs as Paula brought down a spare pillow and a duvet. I offered my apologies to Lisa for her plight and took myself off to bed.
As always I didnt sleep great. This is usually the case when Ive been drinking. Paula was out for the count and snoring away whilst i tossed and turned thinking about the nights events.
Normally I would go get a glass of water and watch a bit of TV in the living room until I felt drowsy enough to go back to bed. Obviously I couldnt do that as my wifes drunken, emotional mate was asleep in there.
I got up and pulled my boxers on. I still had a semi erect cock probably from getting up my hopes earlier. I thought I'd go downstairs to the kitchen on the bottom floor and sit down there for a bit.
So I quietly left out bedroom and went down the 1st flight of stairs onto the middle floor.
I was now walking along the landing to the next set of stairs in the direction of our living room.
The door was ajar, in fact I'd have probably said halfway open. We had some big double doors straight ahead in the living room itself and the curtains were still open. This was letting a fair bit of light from the street light just past the side of the house.
In between where I was and the double doors was our sofa.
I could see Lisas head was up at my end and she was laying on her back with her feet at the other hand.
What i saw made me stop and gulp!
Lisa had thrown the duvet back and was laid with her legs slightly apart. Her right hand looked be near her lower stomach and in her her left hand I could see a nice tit that was being squeezed. Her fingers occasionally pulling at her nipple.
I moved slightly closer to the door. What now became apparent was Lisa's right hand was rubbing her pussy. Im not sure if she had her knickers on or had taken them off.
As she did this little quiet moans came out of her mouth.
I wanted to stay there all night watching this erotic show unfolding right in front of me. However I didn't trust this hormonal, upset woman who was wanking off in my front room to be rational if she rumbled I was there.
So I quietly went past the living room door and down the second flight of steps to the bottom door and the kitchen.
The kitchen door was shut and I'd forgotten that it made a real squeak when you opened it.
Trying to be as quiet as I could I went into the kitchen and pushed the door back so it wasn't quite close fully.
I poured myself a glass of water and sat down at the kitchen table.
My mind was now racing more than ever. Thought that Lisa was upstairs, rubbing her pussy, laying on my sofa was definitely having an effect on my cock. I could feel a tent forming in my boxers as I thought about what she was doing.
I must have been there about 5 minutes when I felt a slight breeze. The kitchen door had opened behind me and there was Lisa standing there.
I immediately stood up, although on reflection this probably wasnt the best idea given the fact I was just wearing my boxers and had a semi erection in them!
"I'm so sorry," Lisa blurted out. "I didn't mean to bother you."
I responded by telling her it was okay and that I had trouble sleeping so I came downstairs for a drink.
"Yes I've been awake for a while," she said. "I've so much going on in my life at the moment," she added.