This story is a sequel to Best Friend & Wife, but can be read on it's own. I hope you enjoy it.
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This story is a sequel to Best Friend & Wife, but can be read on it's own. I hope you enjoy it.
"Another beer?" I asked Jay?
"Sure."
I got up from the table to get a second drink. I was feeling rather strange, it having been four weeks since I had joined by best friend and his wife in one of the sexiest moments of my life. Our social dinner had turned into an erotic love-fest, cumulating with me fucking his beautiful wife Maria whilst Jay had his manhood buried deep in my arse.
I had sort of gone into hiding for the last few weeks, I was feeling confused and thought it easiest to deny and forget the feelings that I was having for the wonderful couple. I had known Jay since I was five years old. I had also known his wife for at least half my life. That evening just seemed to be the natural next step of our close friendship, though possibly an overdue long-suppressed next step.
I ordered the beers and flicked a couple of notes to be bartender, telling him to keep the change. As I took the two glasses of amber liquid, I considered whether we were going to discuss what happened, and if so what I would say. This was the first time I had seen either of the two who introduced me to a world outside of boyfriend-girlfiend sex.
"There ya go. Sorry I haven't been in touch recently. You know how it is, bloody work's taking up all my time."
"Cheers, and no worries. Although Maria and myself did think you were avoiding us. Do you regret what happened that night? We certainly don't, though if you want to forget it that's fine. Our friendship is more important to us."
Damn, he'd just come out with it. I was not prepared at all. I stared into my glass for what seemed like ages, then gathered courage and looked him in the eye.
"Jay, I had an amazing time that night, but man, I don't know if I should have. I don't know if I'm explaining this well, but your, like, my best friend, and I'm not gay. And I had sex with your wife, that's something that friends don't do."
"I'm not gay either" he replied as he took a sip of his beer and paused, looking around the room. "But I just know that me and Maria had a fantasy which we lived out, and surprisingly found it to be better than what we thought it would be. Man, we have had the best sex ever since that night. But it feels as though it could be better."
"So you two are all cool with this?"
"Yeah, we sure are. Look, why don't you come over for dinner again this weekend. Dinner only, unless we all decide otherwise. I think we all need to talk this over, and I promise that there will be no hard feelings if you decide that this isn't something that you're into."
"OK" I said, feeling that I had permanently crossed a line that I had pencilled in three weeks ago.