My wife's best friend and her mom - Sex Stories

My wife's best friend and her mom

I am a big overweight guy that is in his late 40's. My wife is heavyset and has a big rack and gives the best head I've ever had so far. We have a decent sex life. Not great just decent. I have a wondering eye. I think it's because we have a pretty blah kind of sex life. It's in a rut and she won't think about anything kinky. Kinky is what I like. That's why I think I crave the mouth of another guy on my cock. We have this couple as friends. Robin one of my wife's best friends and her husband is an OK guy. She is good looking with a drop dead ass and the legs to go with it. She will be 50 soon. And has skin that is starting to show that she spent too much time in her younger years under the tanning booths. But that ass and legs are still firm and perfectly shaped. I've always been a big admirer of the perfect female ass. I don't care how big or small it is as long as it has the kind of shape I like. And Robin's has every bit of that. She knows that I have a thing for her and she plays it to the hilt. I've always thought that she had a thing for me. I am what you would call the typical bad ass biker. I ride a Harley and I used to bang heads by the dozen. There have been a few times when Robin was at the wrong place at the wrong time. She's not a drinker so she hasn't been into the drinking and fighting drama but those around her have been before and she got caught in the middle. I was her rescuer on more than one occasion. I've pulled guy away or off of her that got too ...

... friendly or too pissed off. She's managed to find herself getting knocked off her feet by guys fighting with each other at parties we've been to. So I've banged some of those heads and smacked some sense into some people on her behalf and she's always thought of me as her personal protector. She knows if I'm around she's good to go and can go anywhere with me. Her husband, like I said is an OK guy but he's not much to look at and not what you would call the real masculine type. He's just your typical white guy down the street that turns beet red if he spends too much time in the sun and wears Star Spangled Banner stuff to show his patriotism. Brags about how much money he makes wheelin and dealin and still manages to live in a house trailer. But I don't judge people by where they live and what they own. Just don't brag about how good you are at it and then live in a tornado target, you know? Anyway, Robin's always gone around telling people that I'm her protector so I think she likes having the kind of guy that can take care of most people just by giving them a don't fuck with me look or I'll end you. From what I know of her past husbands and boyfriends she really hasn't had that kind of a guy in her life. Always protected and been a good girl type. I know her f****y well and they all like me just fine. But she really takes the friendly thing to a new level with me and no one seems to realize it except me and that is fine with me because I like it. I like the attention and ...