I felt a mix of arousal and jealousy from seeing my best friend blow another man, though I had no right to be jealous, since that man was her husband ...nd I was the lucky bastard with whom he was sharing his wife.Next, Jessie mounted Brian, her back facing me as she looked down into her husband's eyes and put her hands on his chest. The same feelings of arousal and jealousy filled me as my gorgeous friend proceeded to ride her husband right in front of me. After a moment, Jessie turned her head. I was rather shy and introverted. I talked to girls but wasn’t exactly a conversationalist. I lived my life working on computers, playing football and watching Sally practice in her driveway with her girlfriends. I did notice that Sally seemed to date a lot. She never stayed with the same guy very long. I have two sisters, one a year older than me and one a year younger. I asked my older sister, Sue about Sally. She knew I had been infatuated with her and told me that Sally liked older guys.. My sister and her new friend Lulu came back looking like the cats that just ate the canary flouncing their hair and walking in that way that made you think they had something stuck up their ass. I confess that Lulu’s behind looked positively delicious and I was suffering from a case of blue balls wanting to shove my cock up her prim and proper read end even if it meant a lot of struggles because we had no lubrication to ease the way.I noticed that Lulu was sitting with her feet under her ass,. I didn't think it was any big deal, but both my husband and my doctor were adamant about not taking any chances. So I agreed, not without some trepidation, to spend a few days in the hospital for tests. The first night I was there I woke up in the middle of the night, something had startled me out of a sound sleep. She was there; I knew it even before I saw her. She was standing just outside the open door to my room and for the first time she didn't look happy, she looked sad. I started to say.