“No shit? Tell me is wasn't the best sex you ever had?” Wendy said. “It was the best sex we both ever had, hands down,” I replied. “I told y...u, incest is best, so how did it happen?” Wendy asked. “I'll tell you, but first why did you come over here now?” I asked. They both just laughed for a minute. “Well we were just testing a theory, that's all,” Wendy replied. “You bitch,” I said. “Hey, no judgment here obviously,” Bill replied. I was a little ticked honestly, I mean we just did it and our. “I don’t know. Maybe a half hour, you have such a beautiful home. Can you please help me now?” she insisted this time. Her voice got louder. Her breathing had increased. Fuck she was hot. I could not take my eyes off her big ass stuck outside my window. I better get my grocery in first before I can help. I have some ice cream that my melt. I’m surprised you did not check my door first. I barely ever locked it. I opened my door pretty quick and walked just inside. I placed my two bags. I was excited to see that she made the first move on him. As they kissed, her hand went for the button and zipper on his shorts. Her hand slid in and grabbed his already hard cock. He pulled his shorts off and I watched my wife make out with him as she stroked him and rubbed his balls. Scott answered back by slipping a hand up her shirt. He quickly unsnapped her bra and she sat up, removed her shirt and then leaned back into him to stroke him some more. The kissing intensified. I could hear. Things like homework and food would bring us together, but we would just end up hanging out, and eventually she started coming over to my apartment just for the hell of it. So I guess you could say we became good friends.One day when we were hanging out and we kissed. Nothing big, but things just felt right, and we ended up making out on the couch. That didn't really go anywhere further, but after that day, we would just make out from time to time. Most of the time, I would want to go further,.