One Of My Oldest Friends

Mike and I have been friends for nearly 40 years. I have always known he was in love with me, and he has always been one of the guys that has asked me to leave my husband for him too many times for me to remember. I have always had a fondness for him and for his big **** that has ****** me so very well over the years.

He comes from inherited money and has been traveling out of the country attending to his family's Volvo dealings in Sweden. So imagine my surprise when I ran into him at a charity event. And it was a further shock when he introduced me to the gorgeous blonde Swedish beauty on his arm, named Zoey, of all things. And it was even more of shock when I saw what this stunning young thing was wearing, an engagement ring!

Suddenly, I was siezed with a very unfamiliar emotion, one that I have rarely ever felt, and could not put a name to. My neck felt hot and there was this tightness in my chest. He must have saw in my face that something was wrong, and he escorted the two of us up the stairs and whisked us into one of the bedrooms.

"What is going on with you?" he asked. "I thought you'd be happy for me"

"Men! You never understand anything" Zoey said taking me in her arms and hugging me so tenderly. "Can't you see that she is hurt by your unfaithfulness?" He Swedish accent was so appealing.

I pulled back and looked into her beautiful blue eyes, wondering if she could possibly be right. Was I jealous? She nodded and said "He has told me all about you. I know that he has loved you for years. But I believe I can make him happy. I so hope we can be friends." Then she leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips. "You are as beautiful as he described you." She said softly.

Her charming seductiveness was nearly irresistible. It was easy to see why he had fallen for her. "Of course, I am happy for you" I managed to say. "It just caught me by surprise, that's all."

"They are so insensitive sometimes, aren't they?" she said, and this time I was nodding, feeling my attraction to her growing by the minute.

I turned to him and hugged him warmly. "Your girl is sensational" I told him. "I can hardly resist her myself."

"Why try?" he laughed, "I know you will fail. You always do."

"Yes, why try?" she giggled, and she reached behind herself and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor in a silky pile at her feet. My eyes drank in her luscious nakedness, for she was wearing nothing beneath the dress, and the perfection of her flawless nudity gripped me completely. "He says you like girls?" she smiled at me so seductively. She took my hand and led me to the bed, where she deftly ******** off my own dress and the two of us sank down onto the bed, kissing and carressing one another with eager hunger.

I guided her to lay back on the pillows and I kissed her full breasts, sucking and licking her nipples, then slowly kissed my way down to her mons, with it's silky patch of downy blonde curls. She moaned softly as my lips and tongue found her juicy pink slit, and I began to worm my tongue between her ***** lips.

I was kneeling between her creamy tan thighs, and I felt his **** pressing into me from behind as I ate her delicious *****, and he began to **** me to the sounds of her sensuous whimpers and sighs of delight. The wonderful friction of his thick **** plowing fast and deep inside me triggered my ******, and she pulled me up to lay breast to breast with her, kissing me as my body trembled and shook in her arms.

He lay down beside us with his rock hard **** jutting up so invitingly, and she crawled on top of him, sinking her dripping wet ***** down on his thick pole, skewering herself upon him, while I licked his balls and the exposed part of his shaft, urging him to *** inside her. She rode up and down upon him, as he suckled her nipples, and it was not long before she cried out with abandon, as it was her turn to *** so wantonly upon him.

He still had not ***, and he laid me back on the bed beside his trembling fiance', and began to drill his **** into me, jackhammering me with that long, thick shaft, propelling me to yet another ******, and then he flooded my cuntal chasm with his boiling goo, spurt upon spurt splattering off the tender walls of my *****.

No sooner had he pulled out than she was upon me, her tongue worming as deep as possible into my freshly ****** *****, lapping up his *** and my ***** juices, and the sensation of her hot, pink tongue worming inside me drove me over the edge, and I was ******* yet again like the helpless nympho **** that I am.

Later, we lay there cuddling with him between us, taking turns kissing and carressing one another.

"Friends?" she asked and I giggled and nodded.