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Men, I love to be with. I am a fairly attractive woman, but over the years one thing I have learned, any woman that wants to bed a man can if she is creative, LOL, notice I didn't say attractive, I said creative. I usually keep it to men I find attractive. I have one good friend that likes to challenge me to men she doesn't find attractive to just see how good I am at bedding. The good friend I mentioned above, has no clue, I bed her husband 5 times. He wasn't the easiest I have put to bed, but I worked at it until he caved to me. Once I got him the first time, the second time was quite a bit easier and three through five, I just have to call him when I am in town. I hear some of your thoughts of about how awful I am. All I have to say in my defense, if you don't want a woman like me bedding your husband, there are way more than me out there that knows the creative ways to bed a man, then if he is worth keeping, you better treat him right. I promise you, if you know you have a good man and it is obvious, he will be taken at least temporarily from you if you are less than good to him. I have learned in my life experience that most women take their husbands for granted. Some do it from the beginning while they are dating, prior to marriage. Many men will still marry them. Some of the men are programmed that the woman they have is the best they can do. Some men fail to find the importance of finding a woman that respects them, not just as a man, but as a person as well. Some men find things to feel sorry for their soon to be wives and just hope she will change with age and time. Sometimes both just enter into marriage totally oblivious to the painful future they are both going to bring to the other. I guess I am going to tell you about bedding my good friends husband. To protect her identity, lets just say her name is Tonya rather than her real name. One advantage I had, I have to admit lol, I lived with them for a short while, I was in-between apartments. As soon as I moved into their house, I started to notice, Tonya seemed less than attentive to him as being her love or man of her life. Many times I saw him work hard and before he would come home she would ask him to pick up dinner, while the whole time she was home all day. There were many times he would go to bed because he was wore out from his work day and had to do it all over again the next day and she would just stay up surfing the Internet. If a man is going to work all day for my surroundings, the least I could do, would be go to bed with him, if it was only for enough time to please him before he goes to sleep to work for us again in the morning. **sidenote<- this is one of the easiest men to bed with just a little calulated timing, lol, just wait till she is out of the house while he is home. At first I didn't have my sites on him, no particular reason, it just didn't come over me like some of the others. I think the first time I took notice was one day when he came home from work, he showered and put on a pair of shorts and sat on the couch across from me watching tv. I'm not sure where Tonya was exactly, I think she was on the phone talking to her mom this particular night, it doesn't really matter what she was doing because it was always something she would be doing other than sitting beside her husband when that is probably the most important time for her to be with him, on his wind down from his day. For whatever reason, this is when it began to come over me, this particular night. This was fairly normal for him, to shower after work and wind down on the couch, he never complained about what was on tv, he would watch whatever we had on. I saw him, just looking at the tv drinking his lemon and water like he always does letting his mind hit neutral from overdrive from his day. For the first time I noticed his lean body and muscled arms and legs, and this time I could see his gear up the legs of his shorts. I would never tell Tonya that I think she is insane for not wanting that, but to have a man that works hard to buy you nice things and to have a package like that, you are one DUMB bitch, LOL. I am patient, even though at that moment I saw the next man I was going to bed, I wasn't going to screw it up and lunge for it. Rule number one, a woman that wants to bed a man that is established, you don't just lunge. LOL I began to let my wheels turn thinking and settling into my creative thoughts when I find a new need and need to find a way to obtain. I knew that I could stall my moving out a few more weeks then we first talked about, so that may be well needed time. If Tonya wasn't a friend of mine, I would just take him for life and leave her in the dirt for the way she was treating him, but I wouldn't do that to a friend, so I guess this one will have to be temporary, LOL. I know he loves her, you can just tell by the way he treats her, he always gets her car door and holds the door for her as they enter a place, he never walks 8 feet in front of her, he is just extremely attentive to her, even when he knows there is no chance of sex in the near future. He just isn't the type of guy that will do anything for sex, he is the type of guy that loves a woman and is extremely forgiving. This little fact makes my job a little tougher to meet my goals, LOL, however, a long way from impossible based solely on, how she treats him. So, I decide to keep an open minded approach to my plan, ready to adjust it as needed. Not knowing where I would end up with my plan I just started simple. The next night, since I know both of their routines, I would make sure I would shower just before he gets home, shave my legs perfectly smooth and lotion my legs with baby oil. If Tonya notices, I will just pass it off as they were irritated or something, but she won't notice, she sure as hell doesn't notice her husband anymore. I will watch him without him noticing my eyes feasting on him, and see if it effects his package seeing me so obviously soft and sexy, he hee. The next afternoon ticks around the clock. I don't waste any time getting home, I go strictly by the current plan. I shower, I shave my legs with the most tender efforts, I get out once I am done, dry off, and oil my legs. As I oil my legs, my thoughts start advancing to imagining him laying between them, but I stop myself to remind myself, I need patience. If there was ever a man to screw up on putting in my bed, it can't be this one. As predicted, he comes home, showers and lies on the couch. This particular night, Tuesday night, Tonya announced that she found a sale going on at Ross and she was going. I told her I had a touch of a headache and would sit it out, tee hee. She leaves in the nice car he bought for her, and as the clock says at the normal established time, give or take 3 minutes, John is sitting on the couch like he does. I am playing patient the best I can across the room from him, pretending I am watching the news with him, LOL. I am adjusting my legs every so often and just seeing what he does. At first I can't see anything up his shorts, his junk is all laying to the other side of his shorts, stupid luck. Finally, he gets up to refill his glass of water, but I am wrong, he returns with his other part time favorite, bourbon and coke. This will not be a problem, LOL. I asked him if I could make him something else since she is gone. He said no, he is ok. I just smiled at him placing my lower leg to the high side of my other leg. If you are a woman and reading this, you know when a man notices something pretty about you, LOL. This was the moment as he sat back down, sometimes luck changes and it just did. He noticed my pretty legs and his gear laid to my side of his shorts, :) After he sat down, he told me he was done with the news and for me to change it to anything I wanted. I had to respond, I couldn't act like whatever.........LOL. So I changed it to some cooking show that I knew might not bore him totally but give me equal viewing opportunity. The show was showing a simple way to make potatoes, huh!! that is pretty safe. Knowing she rarely cooked for him I had to ask, has Tonya ever fixed potatoes like that. He softly chuckled and said no, but it looks kinda nice. I replied, it does doesn't it. Mhmm, he said. Looking at his glass, I can see, he has sipped not half but maybe a third of it. I can only guess, but he has to be starting to mellow a little from it. I move my eyes on down to his cock region and see that he isn't hard, but I think they call it chubby, LOL. I know that, Patience's Advice isn't to lunge, so I just sit and begin to crave more of John, particularly in me. I can feel my pussy getting wet, I know nothing can happen tonight without making a total fool of myself, so I force myself to pace myself. Without a doubt I know I have affected his composure, so I have to be happy with this small impression I have made on him this late and getting later afternoon. It isn't long after that I hear the garage door open from Tonya coming home. I sighed silently and let go of my inpatient thoughts. She came in with 5 bags of new things dying to show me, somewhere in all that mess he went to bed while I tried to act excited for her. What kind of woman could do this to a hard working upper middle class man, oh yea, my good friend Tonya. The next morning I got up and went to work. This is one of those moments you know you have to remain flexible with your plans. I keep silently telling myself to think think think. I think I just thought of a pretty damn good idea. John loves to ride his 4 Wheeler, one thing he hates is to ride it alone. Oh my, why have I been so complacent with planning my plans, LOL. She would never ride with him, at least very often, she has always been a seldom wife. The big BUT, how can I talk him into taking me for a ride? Thinking hard I wonder if I should text him with something, but I don't know what !! The best I could come up with was something about my work that was stressful and I could use something that would allow me to get rid of the stress. The best I could come up with was, we had over five unhappy clients today and the boss made me take all five calls, and I could use some simple outdoor air, would you please take me for a ride in the dry river bottom, so I did, I texted him just that. I didn't hear a word back from him, but it was toward the last half of the day, for all I know, he didn't see it till it was time to come home. I beat him home as I can do if I just go straight home, and trying to make the path I want before he gets home I try, you can't blame a girl for trying. I got home and Tonya was home on her computer, SURPRISE!! LOL. I told her about my kinda made up day with the 5 irate customers. I asked her if she would mind if John took me for a ride to put some air in my hair to get my mind off of it, if she would mind. This area with her is all new territory, I had no idea what she would say. Maybe shockingly to you the readers, she said, that's is ok with me, maybe we can go get some dinner when you get back. I smiled and thanked her making sure to emphasize we wouldn't be long, and walked slowly to the stairs and then all but ran up the stairs to freshen up my appearance and LOL lets just say my female fragrance. I know there are a lot of you girls that know where I am with all this and some of you that think I am a slut, but I am about to maybe let more of you down. I mixed some of her fragrances with mine around certain places to hopefully make him feel comfortable but alive to see what the strange was, LOL. Now I just needed to stay downwind from her. John came home and went into the back room where Tonya was on the computer and asked her if she had talked to me, she said yes, that's fine, just hurry and we will all go to dinner. He walked out of the room and smiled at me as I stood on the landing of the second room staying clear of her. Give me about 10 minutes to gas it up and I will be ready, nodding without smiling to big, I said sounds good to me. I go to my room looking at my phone to see what time it is and how much longer I have to wait to hop on the back. Just to prove I am patient, I waited, 10 minutes and 38 seconds to walk outside to meet him. He was there smiling, patted the back of the seat for me to get on, and I did just that, I got on. Off down the street of our little subdivision to the left of the guard rail that gave way to the old dry river bottom. Hold on John told me, it is a little rough getting to the center of the river bed. He didn't have to tell me twice, I wrapped my arms around him pulling my body close to his with my legs spread around the bike and most importantly, HIM. It did feel very nice the wind blowing all around us and through our hair, of course having him to myself even if or 30 minutes or less, made it all the better. I squeezed him a little harder than necessary over some of the bumps and turns pressing my breast against his back hoping he would feel my softness. Before we turned around he seemed to find a smoother path and freed one hand from the handlebars and placed his hand around my two hands hanging onto him. I laid my head against his back and closed my eyes imagining what I was hoping he was starting to feel. From there he moved his free hand from my hands to my leg below my knee and softly but firmly gripped my leg muscle and slow movements feeling how soft I had shaved them. I can not imagine how he could be more man than he already was. She is a big fool, not for letting me ride with him, but for taking him for granted. What more could a woman want then a hard working man with the aptitude to do anything he could think of to do next in his life.........OK here is my gamble and maybe beyond being patient. With his hand on my leg, he has to notice how soft I have made them, I might have cheated by some rule books, I kinda slowly but maybe a little swift slid my right hand lower from his belly to his cock. I could immediately tell, he was at least as chubby as I saw him on the couch the other night :) As soon as he felt me reach his bulge, his cock grew so rock hard, at the same time I could feel him try to pivot his hips backward a little to attempt to hide what I had just created within him. I began to turn the side of my head laying flat on his back to his neck so he could feel my lips lightly touching the back of his neck, at the same time I adjusted his clothing so he could grow easily still bound by his briefs and shorts to the tease I was trying to keep as slow as possible. The next few moments are the most crucial moments for women like me, for us to get what we are after. Ninety-nine percent of the time, once you get a man growing in your hands like this, if you stay cool and patient, slowly he will do whatever you want or need him to do. Its simply how God made them, the trick is for us girls to get them to this part of the game. If they see you coming they can run and hide before they are willing to let go. I feel his other hand let go of the throttle, it doesn't take long before our off rode erotic toy stops on the rocky dry bed. I know at this point I can't chicken out, this is where from now on he will say "NO" or Please from now on, I move my other hand down and up beneath his Tshirt and my other up and over inside his shorts. He is already precumming, a very good sign I own him. He lets his head down moving his hands back to the still handlebars of the four wheeler. What are you doing he ask me. I just decided at the moment to not say anything and slowly feel his chest and circle his beautiful circumcised head with my thumb, using his precum as lubricant. He breaths heavy, letting go of the heaviest breath, this is familiar to me as a man giving up resistance and giving in to what he needs. What a stupid woman his wife is, women like her make their husbands so easy. For the next few minutes we have what are known as the weak negotiations. Married men will ask, what will she say, what will she do and why are you doing this. I normally choose to not answer these questions and just tell them what they want and need to hear, "she will never know." This may need to be reinforced, but once you gain their trust, he will fuck you like there is no tomorrow, because she won't, and this is something built into them that they need to feel, not like to be a shallow man, but just feel good about life and the world around them. "Just turn around for me honey", I tell him. He is a little slow but quite willing. He turns around to sit backwards on the four wheeler, as he slings his left leg off and over I manage to get his left leg out of his shorts and his briefs freeing his beautiful hard cock into the air just in front of me. Still keeping my rotating massage circles of my thumb on his head, I step off of the back of the bike and lay myself over the back, sucking him into my mouth, taking all of him into and through my wet soft lips, letting him feel my soft warm tongue, slowly letting his cock warm to my passion to have him inside me. I now know that it is my decision, whether to keep him forever, or release him back to his miserable marriage. Still, undecided for now, I just gave him the pleasure and warmth of my mouth caressing his needful cock from the years of abuse that she proudly withheld from him, even though he has always deserved respect and love from his wife that has took him for granted over the years. Laying there beneath the trees in the dry river bottom, feeling John in my mouth, understanding how good he seems to be feeling with my warm tongue massaging his oozing cock, I am ready to feel him inside me, I need to cum as bad as I want to make him do the same deep inside me. I look over his belly at his chest breathing heavily, his head turned a little to the side and his eyes closed taking in what he has needed all these years. I have to admit it felt nice to be able to sooth him, even if it was only for a brief moment. I slowly started pulling my mouth off his long cock as I wrapped my fingers around his base tightly, I didn't want him to think it was over or I was leaving his desires as he was probably used to. So I held his cock tightly in my hand, as I did, I couldn't help but notice his cock reached his belly button, I think my pussy gushed seeing his length and of course his weakness to allow me to have anything I wanted, as he lay under me out of breath, completely at my advantage. I briefly thought about what time is it, then thought I don't care. I did not want to lose the moment, so I decided to just slide the crotch of my shorts to the side instead of taking them off, I quickly moved myself over top of him and slid his wonderful stiffness inside me past my wet slippery pussy lips. He turned and looked at me realizing my legs were around him and I was taking him inside me. No words, just his deep look from his eyes saying, "where have you been." Now my foolish thoughts of him resisting me are gone, looking down on him, seeing his eyes look at me and feeling his cock deep inside my pussy, all women know a man at this stage of the game belongs to you. I lost my head, all I could say was, " I Love You." I rode him slowly, filling my nest with all of his warm sperm. I now knew It wasn't up to me, but him if I got to keep him. We fell into each others arms four more times while she was shopping. I had to move out, a few years later he divorced her and captured a beautiful wife that held onto him like he deserved and so did she. I could never steal him again

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