Wife’s BFF Linda P2 - Sex Stories

Wife’s BFF Linda P2

It has been over two weeks since Linda and I shared our intimate moment. We stay in touch regularly through a discreet messaging app, and we both agree we would like to relive that experience. Unfortunately, circumstances haven't allowed us the opportunity. Our meetings have been limited to occasional run-ins when Linda visits my wife. While unintentional, this break has given us the mental space to reflect and process what happened.

My recent act of infidelity has unexpectedly revitalized the connection between my wife and me. While she remains unaware of my transgression, it seems that my heightened sexual desire has sparked a renewed flame between us. These past weeks, our intimate life has surpassed the frequency and quality we have experienced in years. It is as if this incident has breathed new life into our relationship.

During our Saturday morning coffee, my wife casually mentioned that Linda would come over this afternoon to pick her up for hot yoga. Despite having seen Linda at our house a few times since our initial encounter, her presence still made me feel uneasy around my wife. Linda arrived, ringing the doorbell before walking straight in.

I greeted her at the door, and she warmly hugged me and kissed my cheek. The girls were running late and hastily left the house. I caught a glimpse of Linda and couldn't help but feel a longing for her, but fortunately, I had to drop off my kids at their friends' houses for a sleepover and run some errands, which ...

... helped distract me from inappropriate thoughts.

After dropping off our kids at their friend's house, I spend the afternoon running errands. When I return home, I coincidentally find the girls coming back as well, still wearing their workout clothes due to ongoing renovations at the studio showers. Standing in our driveway, the women looked flushed and sweaty, and it was getting worse in the hot sun and humid air.

I can't help noticing Linda's curvy figure. Her yoga pants hugged her voluptuous body tightly, seeing that they had ridden up, showing the outline of her vagina. Anna was also in a sports bra and light-coloured yoga pants, revealing her firm, tight body, with the sweat making her clothes almost see-through. Linda had an appointment and hurriedly bid us farewell. I feel a surge of arousal as I look at the two women I am bedding standing there, practically naked and soaked in sweat.

Anna and I walk towards our house; my mind becomes consumed with conflicting thoughts about Linda and Anna. The overwhelming pull of desire towards these two women weighs heavily on my conscience. Anna remains unaware of the tangled web of lust and deception she is unwittingly a part of.

As we walk together into the kitchen, my thoughts quickly shift to arousal, captivated by Anna's exquisite physique. Her graceful neck, beautiful blonde hair, and glistening sweat accentuate her perfect figure. The sight of her in her tight outfit reveals her shapely buttocks, flat tummy, and ...