I've organised my new mate to come around and watch a game of football with me.

When he turns up, my wife's around, so I offer him a beer and we chat. The Mrs hands around, joining in to our conversation...we all get along well.

A bit later, my wife leaves to go up to the shops for a while. As soon as her car drives it off the driveway, you undo the belt to your jeans.

You "Come over here and get in the end of this"

I kneel down in between your legs, as you pull your long girthy cock from your undies.

Me "Gee, that's a big one"

You "Shut up and suck" pulling my head onto it.

I open my mouth and begin to suck your large cock.

Within a minute, it was as hard as a rock, as I took it deep.

You "Your fuckin' Mrs is hot"

I mumbled an agreeing sound as I continued to suck you.

You "Oh yeah, that's it" watching me take you in my mouth.

You "I wanna fuck her too"

I stopped...looked up at him with a smirk, and said "Good luck" then continued again.

You "Why's she hard to get? Oh yeah" enjoying me going deep again.

I stopped again, and said "I'm pretty sure she won't, mate" smirking, before returning to his cock.

You "You reckon she won't want a thick 8 incher, hey? Maybe I should take that challenge?"

I stopped one more time, and said "Go for it" then returned into his large cock.

Over the next few weeks, my new mate visited me alone a couple of times. It was more just a blow and go thing.

But then one day I came home from work to find 2 empty coffee cups on the lounge.

Me "What did you do today?"

Wife "Not much...just done a few things around here"

Me "I thought Michelle or Ellie would've come over to say hi, since you were here alone?"

Wife "No"

I sent you a message that said, "Hey mate. You didn't come around here today did you?"

You "Didn't you say it was ok? I haven't fucked her...yet (hehehe). Did she tell you I was around?"

Me "No...that's the thing. She told me nobody came over, but I noticed 2 coffee cups"

You "Excellent! You know what that means don't you?"

Me "Unfortunately, yes"

You "Good. Told you, mate"

The next day, I came home from work. I noticed our bed looked neat. Our bed never looked neat.

I looked over and noticed a tube of lubricant, that she obviously forgot to put back away.

I sent him a message that said, "You did?"

You "Yep...and fuck she was good. She told me not to say anything to you, but why the fuck not lol"

I spent the evening giving her ample opportunity to even mention you coming around, but she wasn't telling me a thing.

Whatever makes her happy.... I suppose you can continue, I don't mind.