Friends Wives and Lovers
I try not to make a distinction here. The lines are often blurred and often I am the one blurring them.
Between love affairs (relationships with emotional content) there are the flings. For me, flings involve friends. I don't like the idea of taking up with strangers especially when it comes to sex. Sometimes these friends are single, sometimes they are "other peoples" wives, and sometimes the "other people" are my friends as well. There were at least three in that category over the years. Each had a different comfort level in how far they would go with me.
One has an understanding with these women, that there is no planning, plotting or sneaking around. There is usually no ongoing contact with them either. There are only windows of opportunity. If the opportunity presents itself, we take advantage of it.
One was near my age, divorced and dating. She was the closest friend of a lover we will discuss in later posts. She was petite, with short brunette hair, and soft alabaster skin. The softest lips of anyone I have ever kissed. Kept them relaxed when kissing, not tense at all. Very sexy. Made noises like a porn star even even with just a shoulder rub. Great sense of humor. Loved musicians. Loved to do things in public places. Would have liked to fuck her more than just the one time.
Another was the wife of a good friend. Very pretty, nice tits, short with short blonde hair. For years we would steal kisses when no one was looking. She was more interested in a good friend of mine, good looking guy for sure, tall, dark and handsome, great personality. Bringing him with me one night got me further with her than I expected.
The third friend was someone I gave comfort in times of trouble. Her husband was the only guy she had ever been with and he began treating her badly. Good kisser, terrible figure, but I liked her a lot. I was only the second guy she had ever had sex with in her life at 32 years old.
Between love affairs (relationships with emotional content) there are the flings. For me, flings involve friends. I don't like the idea of taking up with strangers especially when it comes to sex. Sometimes these friends are single, sometimes they are "other peoples" wives, and sometimes the "other people" are my friends as well. There were at least three in that category over the years. Each had a different comfort level in how far they would go with me.
One has an understanding with these women, that there is no planning, plotting or sneaking around. There is usually no ongoing contact with them either. There are only windows of opportunity. If the opportunity presents itself, we take advantage of it.
One was near my age, divorced and dating. She was the closest friend of a lover we will discuss in later posts. She was petite, with short brunette hair, and soft alabaster skin. The softest lips of anyone I have ever kissed. Kept them relaxed when kissing, not tense at all. Very sexy. Made noises like a porn star even even with just a shoulder rub. Great sense of humor. Loved musicians. Loved to do things in public places. Would have liked to fuck her more than just the one time.
Another was the wife of a good friend. Very pretty, nice tits, short with short blonde hair. For years we would steal kisses when no one was looking. She was more interested in a good friend of mine, good looking guy for sure, tall, dark and handsome, great personality. Bringing him with me one night got me further with her than I expected.
The third friend was someone I gave comfort in times of trouble. Her husband was the only guy she had ever been with and he began treating her badly. Good kisser, terrible figure, but I liked her a lot. I was only the second guy she had ever had sex with in her life at 32 years old.
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