A Friend in Need - Sex Stories

A Friend in Need

... glance.

When we got back to the house, Max said he had a few bits of essential work to attend to, and so retired to his room with his laptop for an hour, leaving Sally and me to put our simple plan of seduction into action.

To be honest, it wasn’t much of a plan. I headed out to the local Chinese takeaway to procure our evening meal whilst Sally used the time to prepare herself.

On my return, I put the food in the oven to keep warm, and when I turned, my eyes almost popped out of my head.

Sally stood before me, looking absolutely dynamite. She wore a medium-length mauve and plum plaid skirt with a long-sleeved, crisp white blouse. Her ample breasts were fighting against the material, and I could clearly see her nipples. She was obviously wearing stockings and suspenders – I could just see the darker tops and the outline of her suspender grips – and had three-inch brown slip-on heels on her feet.

The overall effect was simple, but devastating. It was exactly the sort of outfit she no longer wore for me.

“Wow,” I croaked.

She smiled. “Do I look alright?”

“More than alright, Sal – you look hot as hell!” I was pretty sure she could see the instant erection she had caused in my trousers.

She blushed. “I do feel sexy,” she said. “And– well – perhaps just a little bit of a slut.” She turned to me. “Is that okay?” she asked.

Gee – what was the right answer to that question? I nodded slowly. “Sexy, and just a little bit slutty are just what the doctor ...

... ordered for our guest.” I swallowed. “Looking at you – you should know that I, um, I’m quite looking forward to you, you know, being with him.”

“Are you now?” She smiled and lifted her skirt, showing off her white suspender belt and sheer white panties. I could see her dark pubic hair through the translucent material and almost started hyperventilating at the arousing sight.

She sauntered over and reached out a hand to stroke the bulge in my pants.

“You’re looking forward to seeing me be a tart with your friend, hmmm? You want to watch him fuck me?” she teased.

My heart rate was accelerating as Sally’s fingers manipulated me through the fabric of my trousers.

“Ohhh, y – yes,” I moaned.

She frowned for a moment. “I do hope we don’t regret this,” she said.

“I – I don’t think we will,” I replied, mentally crossing my fingers.

She patted my bulge again. “All your fantasies in one go, eh? Good. Because I don’t know where this will lead. But I absolutelydo know that I feel sexier than I have in a long time. So, if this works, then be prepared for a new me!”

ooOoo

I went upstairs to retrieve Max from his work. On our return to the kitchen, he caught sight of Sally and stopped dead, clearly having the same reaction I’d just had.

“Wow,” he said. “Jeez, Sally, you look stunning!”Andexactly the same word I’d used, too! Yep – at fifty-three, she’d definitely still got it.”

Sally smiled widely at him. “Why thank you, Max! I thought it would be nice to ...