Last Saturday, my wife’s divorced good friend, Faith, slept over at our house, due to some unresolved house matter. Things get a little interesting. You see, she is not just my wife’s good friend, she is also my ex-girlfriend.
Faith and I were together for a very short period. It was just some crush she had on me. All we had was just some teenage innocent holding hands n kissing on the lips. She is quite a looker. Fair, full A cupper and a perky butt to die for. I especially liked her short hair. Boyish but very pretty on my opinion. Did I mention she was a cheer leader during that time? So can imagine the tone body.
After graduating, we still meet up with my wife during gatherings. She is always the sort who likes to poke fun of people and always teases things like “if we were still an item…” etc. At times, she would wrap her arms over mine and say “we look more like an item” to my wife. My wife and her are best of pals and knowing her, we all took it for nothing.
That group of friends loves to play majong. I remember a particular incident 7 to 8 years back, when she was still attached to her divorced husband, Faith suggested a majong session at my house. I find it peculiar of the suggestion because she was suggesting a 3 players majong. Citing faster game and more exciting, we agreed and started playing. Half-way through the game, our chat somehow took a turn to a very interesting topic, at least to me it was, S.E.X.
Faith started asking us our frequency of sex, what we do, how we do it. My wife did most of answering. Damn, I thought she gave a little too much details. She even told her what I like and don’t like! Gave her a little kick under the table and she replied: “Kick me for what? Not true meh?”
Just then, Faith asked: “Ever thought of 3P?”
I looked up at her, then to my wife and asked: “What’s 3P?”
I wasn’t acting innocent. I really don’t know what is 3P back then. After my wife’s brief explanation, I acted nonchalant and busy looking at my tiles but at the same time listening very carefully to them.
Wifey: “Never lei…why ask?”
Faith: “No la…actually Shane and I did talk about it. We are curious of how it would turn out. Tsk…you know, sexing up the sex.”
Wifey: “U mean you guys are looking for people to do it with the 2 of you ar?”
Faith: “We thought about it but we know it’s kind of hard to find this person. We hope to find someone who we are both familiar with. It’s very hard to find so we decided, if we can, we would look for our own couple and do it.”
Wifey: “Huh? Then…?”
Faith: “That’s why I’m asking you 2 la!”
Still trying to look busy with my game but inside; I was burning, jumping, opening champagne, setting fire-crackers and shouting into the crashing sea.
My wife turned to me and said: “Ooi, what you think?”
Me: “Huh…what?”
Wifey: “What Faith just said la.”
Me: “Oorr…I’m a guy lei. Of course I’m fine with it.”
Faith looked at me and giggled.
There was a moment of silence. I know my wife was thinking hard…thinking really…really hard.
Faith was wearing her usual denim mini skirt with white spaghetti top and black strapless bra. That mini skirt amplified that perky butt even more. It reminded me how much I love looking at her behind. Her fair skin matched with her silky black bob hairstyle would turn any head while walking down the street.
I have always enjoyed sex with my wife, Kate. We have done everything in bed…except CIM and COF. There was a session with her doing it on my desk at home. She gave me a mind-blowing blowjob and I ejaculated in her mouth. She yelled at me for not warning her. She hated the taste and that’s the only “CIM” experience I had with her.
Kate owns a pair of 34c tits. Her curvy figure makes me her slave every night, begging for happiness. She loves to shop. Sometimes she would buy a couple of those sexy see through nightie to surprise me at night.
I started to get nostalgic and reminisce about one of our chalet gatherings when we were younger. At that time, Kate and I just started dating. Faith was with another guy, who I shall call him Hulk (he was really beefy, with muscle all over). We were playing truth or dare and most of the girls chose dare. They dared each other to take off their bra from underneath their top, show the lacy part of their panty or use their tongue to remove things off the boys. As for the boys, dry hump anything in the room.
After several rounds of dry humping the bed, cupboard, toilet bowl and the tree outside, I was dared to french Faith in front of Kate! High on alcohol, we did it for a good 5 seconds. Oh my god, that was great, but come on, had to act as cool as a cucumber right? Just as I regained my composure, Kate was frenching Faith, right in front of me! Kate was beside me on my right while Faith came crawling on her 4s from my left. Her doggie style gave me full view of her down blouse. Yes, she had taken off her bra earlier. I was thrown back into ecstasy again.
I guess Hulk didn’t like what he saw that night. He left early and that’s the last time I saw him.
We slept all over the floor that night. Only a couple of lucky ones got to sleep on the bed. Kate and I were on the floor in one secluded corner. We did heavy petting under the cover of darkness and a pathetic thin sheet of…towel I guess. But it was awesomely shiok!
My chain of thoughts was broken by a soft “ok”.
It was Kate.