The DP chronicles: A Delicious Jessie Sandwich - Sex Stories

The DP chronicles: A Delicious Jessie Sandwich

Jessie was a longtime friend of mine with whom I had developed great chemistry over the years. Our relationship, particularly in the earlier years, had its share of drama like any other couple at that age, but when the dust settled, I always had a lot of fun with her and felt comfortable talking to her about anything. It didn't hurt that she was a fit, 5'5" hottie with slightly tanned skin, straight, shoulder-length dark brown hair, firm boobs, a hot set of hips and sexy legs. For years, I thought I would end up marrying her, but those hopes were dashed about four years into our relationship when she dumped me for someone else, whom she ended up marrying. I had never wanted to fuck anyone as much as I wanted to fuck Jessie. After all the time I had spent with Jessie, I'd received not so much as a blowjob from her, let alone any real action. However, I couldn't help but think it was our destiny to fuck. About six more years had passed, and we were into our late 20s. Now we were 27, and my desire to plug Jessie never abated, but my hope certainly did. Just a couple years after she married, she moved away and, shortly thereafter, had a baby. I hardly even fantasized about her anymore, though we remained good friends. Often I would wonder if she ever thought about what could have been. One afternoon in December, about a year ago, while Jessie was visiting town with her new family for the week of Christmas, not only was my wondering confirmed, but my hopes to become intimate ...

... with Jessie were reignited. One fateful afternoon following some small talk via text messaging, Jessie admitted she had never stopped wanting to have sex with me. It turns out that all along the wheels had been in motion for the most memorable night of my life. For the past several weeks, if not months, completely independent from me, Jessie had been formulating a plan to include me in a hot evening of dirty sex. I was excited at the prospect of finally being able to fuck my best friend, even if it was adultery. However, the offer came with a deal-breaking catch.The life-altering text explained that, apparently, after the kid was born, some of the spark was missing in Jessie's marriage. Couple that fact with the undying attraction between her and me, not to mention Jessie's dirty streak, and the young woman came up with an alternative that would spice up the bedroom and make everyone happy in her estimation. Obviously, I thought she was referring to an affair. Adultery didn't sit well with me, but I was listening regardless. It was Jessie, after all, the object of my obsession for the past decade. I was confused by her wording, though. She implied her husband's involvement in the decision process, and I wasn't sure how my sleeping with his wife would invoke his favor. Just as I dared to let my mind jump to the naughty conclusion that would account for all the factors, the fateful proposition appeared on the screen of my phone in the next message: Jessie and her husband had been ...