Friendship and infidelity, Part 2 - Sex Stories

Friendship and infidelity, Part 2

... you concentrating just on me right now.” I gladly followed orders and we climaxed hard and together ten minutes later. She wiped between her thighs and resettled her panties and skirt as I zipped up, and she sat back on my lap sidesaddle so we could kiss. “I’ll be ready again soon,” I said as I fondled her breasts and began to slip a hand down the neck of her blouse. She pushed my hand away. “No. Hold off. We have a play date this afternoon. I hope you don’t have anything important planned, because you’ll have to skip it.” I grinned happily. “Where?” “Friend’s place.” She gave me the address. “Be there at one. You’ll finally get to see me naked.” “I’ll finally get to see the girls.” She laughed, “And other attractions. Think you can make it?” she asked coyly. “Let me check my schedule. I might be able to pencil you in.” “Hope you’re able to come.” “I’ll be there with bells on.” “Um, yeah, whatever. Just make sure you’re there.” We kissed passionately at the door until I was fully aroused and pressing hard against her. “Mmm, keep that thought,” she said. As she passed through my door and waved sweetly back at me, I wondered again at the sudden intrusion of passion and deceit in my life, but took relief in the realization the deceit would only last one more week. After a few minutes I went to the gym and had a quick run, mostly as an excuse to use the showers. After a small lunch I went to the address she had given me; it was a small house in a quiet neighborhood close to one ...

... of the undergrad ghettos. A tall, thin black woman answered the door, Sandra looking over her shoulder. She inspected me crown to toe as Sandra said, “Let him in, Edith.” Edith opened the door and said, “Welcome to my home. I’m Edith; pleased to meet you.” “Edith and I are old friends,” said Sandra, “and she’s agreed to let us…crash here thre afternoons this week.” I introduced myself and was led into the kitchen for a quick chat. After ten minutes or so, Edith said, “He’s a lot better than Dave, anyway.” I asked, “What’s wrong with Dave?” “He’s a jerk.” Sandra smiled and said, “Dave and Edith started off on the wrong foot and never did manage to get over it. Dave flirts hard. Edith doesn’t flirt.” “Not with my friends’ beaus,” she replied with a scowl. “This guy at least seems to have heard of respect.” She looked hard at me. “Though I understand you currently have a girlfriend who might not agree if she knew.” “I’ll tell her soon.” She nodded. “Yes you will, or I’ll make sure someone else will.” I nodded in turn, “Fair enough.” Edith leaned back and finally said, “Well, I guess I approve. I’ll be back at five.” “Thank you,” Sandra said. I added, “Yes, thank you for letting us take over your house.” “You only get the guest bedroom,” she said with a smile. “And don’t expect me to change the sheets.” “I’d be willing to pay for dry cleaning them and a maid to come in,” I replied. For the first time she smiled and said, “That won’t be necessary, but thanks for the offer.” After ...