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So finally have a story since the last time I was here. I love writing and writing these brings more spark and seeing people enjoy these definitely make me excited to share the journey.
A couple weeks dragged by with tension between my husbands friend Jake and I. Jake and I kept snapping back and forth nothing too crazy, but we got more comfortable with eachother and sometime got a bit flirty. He’d send me a shirtless mirror pic after the gym, and my eyes always went to the bulge that seemed impossible to miss. I’d reply teasing him in outfits my husband helped pick out and was loving every second of it.
Jake texted my husband “Brakes are shot, man. Any chance you could help me change them out this weekend? I’ll buy dinner after, whatever you guys want.” My husband replied before I even finished reading it: “Garage is yours Sunday.”
Sunday afternoon Jake rolled in. I answered the door in a tiny white tank top (no bra, nipples already hard) and leggings nearly see through especially when I bend over. Jake’s eyes went up and down before saying hello.
They worked for awhile, both of them getting so dirty. I hung around while they were out there just as I normally would but in a loose hoodie and the leggings. At one point a socket dropped and rolled, I purposely bent over ass pointed towards Jake hopefully exposing my tiny thong in the see through leggings and definitely caught him.
By the time the brakes were done, both guys were sweaty and covered in brake dust. “You’re a fucking lifesaver, bro. Dinner’s on me tonight. I’m taking you both out.” My husband just said “Sounds good, shower upstairs in guest room, towels are clean in the closet.”
Jake headed up. I lasted maybe 4-5 minutes before my heart was racing so hard I couldn’t think. My husband caught my eye across the kitchen, smirked, and mouthed, “Go.”
I slipped upstairs quietly. The bathroom door was unlocked so I cracked it open, steam billowing out, just as water shut off. I pushed it open and there he was, completely naked. Water droplets running down his body to a beautiful cock hanging. Even soft it was thick, the second he saw me he rushed to try and cover up. I didn’t say a word. Just stepped inside, closed the door behind me, and dropped to my knees right there on the bathmat and pulled his towel away. “Jesus—fuck,” he groaned, as I wrapped my hands around his dick. He hardened nearly instantly, growing so thick my fingers wouldn’t meet. He definitely was bigger than my husband in length and girth but the dildo and sleeve trained me for this moment. I looked up at him, and took the head into my mouth slow. I sucked him with all I knew, tongue swirling around, cheeks hollowing, stroking the base. His hands went to my hair, guiding but not forcing, hips rocking gently as he watched me. “Goddamn” he rasped.
I pushed and took him deeper, until tears started. He began to fuck my mouth slow and deep, pushing his head to hit the back of my throat but I couldn’t seem to take all of him. I could feel him getting close, tensing, throbbing against my tongue. I pulled off just long enough to say, “Cum in my mouth. Please.” I don’t know what got over me, I’ve never taken my husband in my mouth but I was so turned on. He lost it. One hand tight in my hair as he thrusted deep as thick, hot cum flooding my mouth. I kept sucking, milking every drop until he began to get soft.
I got up and he pulled me in and kissed me. “Fuck that was so hot” he said. I grinned, and whispered, “Thanks for dessert before dinner. Got to go dress for you taking us taking out.” He just said “You’re trying to kill me or get us in trouble.” I responded, “don’t worry, he sent me up”.
I left Jake there, skipped downstairs to see my husband grinning and just said “I need to hear all about in later.” And slapped my ass.
Jake came down a few minutes later, hair still damp. He couldn’t stop staring at me the whole ride to the restaurant. Dinner was great but I was sitting there in lust. My husband has Jake sit next to me and Jake’s hand found its way on my thigh under the table. By the time the check came I was soaked through the seat. We headed back to the house and then Jake was heading home. Jake gave my husband their usual hand shake, and said, “Thanks again for the brakes, man.” Next Jake pulled me into a hug, hands sliding over my ass.
The second his taillights disappeared and we got inside, my husband and I started fucking as I shared all the incredible details. He came very quickly so I made him finish me off with the dildo. I finished imagining what Jake would feel like especially as the dildo while a bit longer not as thick. What a rush, I can’t believe my husband enjoys this so much. I was afraid to go further but wonder if I should have stripped when I caught Jake. Guess leave him craving more.