Stacy is about 30 years old with short white blonde hair and a very pretty face, her figure is slim with a nice tight arse and flat stomach, her tits are of a reasonable size, not what you would call large but just about right if you ask me.
We have always got on well and I had always thought that we had a mutual feeling of fondness for one another. I had, in the past, thought of how good it might be to fuck her, but wasn't sure if she took her feelings to the same length as I did, after all she did appear to be flirtatious with a number of male parents at school and, I guess, this was just her way of being friendly.
She always dressed well and the summer time brought out the best in her as more of her figure was visible for my pleasure. I remember on one occasion, at school, she turned up in quite a see through blouse which showed off the sexy white quarter cup bra she was wearing.
We walked from the school together and I mentioned that she looked very attractive this morning and she surprised me by saying, "Well I woke up feeling very horny this morning and I just fancied putting something on to keep my mood going. This was the sexiest thing I could wear without upsetting the other mums."
"Yes, but you get all the men going and we have to deal with upset wives and girlfriends."
"Is that an admission that I get you going then?" she quickly quizzed.
"Well if I told you that you haven't impressed me this morning I'd be lying."
Just then we bumped into one of the children's mums and she invited Stacy to go around for a morning coffee. We said our goodbyes and she gave me a lovely cheeky smile as she turned away with Hilary and walked in the opposite direction.
I went home and as soon as I closed the door behind me I had my trousers off and enjoyed a good long wank. I thought of what Stacy had said and was sure I could take things further.
The next morning we both arrived at school at similar times and Stacy once again looked immaculate. I had also made a little more effort than usual. We chatted about trying to arrange a night when we could get together with our respective partners, eventually we planned it for Saturday night around at their house. After reaching an agreement we once again went our seperate ways. As I walked away I looked behind to take one last look at her nice arse and I caught Stacy doing the same, she smiled and waved before turning away.
Saturday night came around and we all enjoyed the summers evening. Stacy was certainly making the most off her opportunity, she wore tight denim hot pants which rode neatly up between her bum cheeks and a simple white cotton blouse. The best thing was that she wore no bra and her pink nipples were clearly visible to those who looked.
She certainly seemed to be enjoying herself and as the evening progressed and the more wine she drank the more risquΓ© she became, my wife Amanda was also in a similar state and it was no surprise that the evenings conversation turned to sex. Stacy and Amanda were trying to tease both me and Nick about how women had complete control over us men and if so they could do away with us all together. As they spoke Stacy place her hand softly on Amanda's bare thigh and gave her a cheeky smile, if I wasn't mistaken Amanda's reaction was not one of horror or disdain but pleasure. She looked straight into Stacy's eyes and returned the smile, she then seemed to snap out of the situation by cracking a joke as if realizing that we had all noticed how she enjoyed Stacy's touch.
That night when we returned home Amanda was like a rampant love machine. She was as turned on as I've ever seen her and her pussy was already hot and wet when I first took her panties down. We enjoyed some wonderful sex that night, Amanda gave me a wonderful blowjob, as usual, whilst I parted her wet swollen lips and brought her to orgasm by licking her clitoris. She did seem to come harder than usual and in my mind I was thinking this might be down to the evenings events, maybe Amanda does have similar thoughts towards Stacy as I do! I have always thought that Amanda might have experienced some sort of lesbian sex in her younger days, these thoughts bought about because a few of her friends at school were confirmed lesbians.
The following Monday morning, at school, I was not too sure how Stacy would react to the weekends event, but my fears were quashed as soon as we met, she strolled over and kissed me on the cheek and said, "Thanks for making it a great night on Saturday, I really enjoyed myself."
"Oh don't thank me, you were a wonderful hostess and we both enjoyed ourselves very much."
"Did Amanda enjoy herself too?"
"Oh I think so. In fact I think she enjoyed it very much because she was as randy as hell when we got home."
Stacy's eyes seemed to light up and she said, "Why don't you come round for a coffee and tell me more."
"Fine, I'll drop Jessie off and be round in about 20 minutes."
Stacy was already on the way out so I gave it a little longer for her to get home and do anything she needed to do.
I arrived at their house about twenty minutes later and walked down the passage at the side and knocked on the back door. She was in the kitchen, removing her washing from the washing machine, she stood up and beckoned me in as she placed her washing on the work surface. Once again she greeted me by kissing me on the cheek, "Coffee?" she asked.
"Why not, I think we ought to leave to wine for the evenings don't you."
As we talked I noticed that the pile of washing was in fact a pile of underwear and mighty fine underwear by the look of it. "I wish I was your neighbour if this is the kind of washing you put on your line."
"Well to be honest I always do my knicker washing on a Monday morning because I know the old bloke from next door will be in. I know he spies on me when I hang my undies out and he thinks I haven't noticed him looking over the fence from his kitchen window, it sort of excites me to think of him wanking off to the sight of my underwear."
"So is he in now then?" I questioned, "and do I get to see your sexy undies too?"