Tuesday Night Poke‘her’ With Some Friends
During our seasonal poker home games, my friend and his wife host it in their huge, comfortable home. Poker is such a good way to keep in touch with the fellas, as well as have the opportunity to win some extra cash. Whenever I hang out with this couple, though, it is somewhat uncomfortable because, although they both have it made (financially), they are not a “loving” couple. I’ve noticed them kinda fading apart the last couple of times I’ve seen them and seems to be dressing more and more like a single woman.
The biggest problem with my friend’s wife is she loves teasing men. She has some great tits and loves to show them off. There’s a thin line between friendly and flirty depending on how you look at it, but to keep it real, this broad flirts up a storm. She loves seeing men look at her tits and seeing their reactions. Before the guys showed up tonight, Joy dressed in a small French Maid outfit with a satiny skirt down to her mid-thigh and asked my opinion (as I was the first to arrive). I told her I might win for once since the other guys would be staring at her tits all night. Her husband and I are cool like that, so he knows that I don’t have any pre-meditative motives with his wife. Yes, I’m a dog, but I have an ounce of restraint in me—just an ounce…
The other guys, however, damn near lost it when they saw my friend’s wife in her skimpy outfit. I was right in that they couldn’t stop staring, but wrong since I was still losing all of my money—I too was distracted by how hot my friend’s wife was. As the beers flowed, the guys stared more and more and did not have their heads in the game.
I took a bathroom break while they continued playing and being that they lived in a huge mansion, the nearest restroom was quite a journey. Before I could close the door, my friend’s wife pushed on the door and put an index finger to her mouth in a ‘shhhh’ fashion, as she closed the door behind her. Her eyes were fixated on mine and I knew exactly what was going down. She sat on top of the sink and pulled her panties off and my rock hard cock went FuckhHerRight.com on that sweet pussy of hers. We had a quickie that must’ve lasted closer to five than ten minutes, and after we finished, she snuck out quickly. When I got back to the poker table, she continued to serve us drinks like nothing happened. Another friend went to the restroom shortly after I came back, and again my friend’s wife disappeared momentarily… what a fuckin slut.
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