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Caught mastrubating by my wifes best friend

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This is a 100% true story and I still get excited just remembering what happened. My wifes best friend Nikki is a very hot looking girl. i have always fantasized about her since the first day I met her. She is just one of those women that you do a double take when you see her and you can't help but think about how bad you would like to fuck her. Nikki and I have always had a flirtatious relationship. There never has been any hiding the fact that I think she is hot! Even without saying or anythong actually occuring she has always known how bad I want to do her!

Anyway, my wife told me one day that we were going to go out the upcoming friday night to meet Nikki and a few other people from her work for drinks. Of course like always I got an instant hard on just thinking about it!

When Friday night finally came and we met Nkki at the bar and I saw her walk through the door I am sure my eyes about popped out of my head! She was wearing a short skirt and a top that basically showed her tits right through the fabric! Her nipples were hard as rocks! I couldn't keep my eyes off her tits and when she walked up and i finally looked up into her face she was smiling at me and I knew i was totally busted! She looked so hot that I couldn't keep myself from getting an erection. I was safe from their veiw until my wife asked me to go to bar and get ua all more drinks. I couldn;t get up---hell I had a tent in my pants! Nikki was sitting next to me and teasingly pushed me off my chair. When I stood up there it was--a full erection sticking out like a flag pole! Nikki was the first to notice it and sbe covered her mouth and said oh-my god. Of course all of the other girls looked then and man was I ambarressed. I quickly dissapeared into the crowd and arranged myself so it wasn't so evident. I din't want to go back but what else could i do? When I returned of course like all good girls, they had to rib me about it. The said boy your wife must be one lucky girl! and things like that. My wife acted a little pissed but took it all in good humor as much as she could.

As the drinks kept flowing we all took turns dancing. nikki made me dance with her a few times and I couldn't help but statr at her see thru top most of the time. One time she accidently or so I thought brushed her hand against my cock and I thought oh-here we go again with the joking. She just simply said oh---am I the cause of all that trouble in your pants and smiled. I was just drunk enough to say well with a shirt like that what do you expect! She rubeed her nipples and said why waht is wrong with my shirt and smiled again. About then i heard last call so we all headed out. Nikki was to drunk to drive so my wife invited her to stay with us as we lived within walking distance from the bar. On the way home I kept thinking about Nikki brushing my cock and rubbing her tits and I was thinking about whether or not to take the huge risk and try to fuck her. I knew if I was wrong about what i thought were signals from her that she wanted me then she would more than likeley tell my wife what a scum bag I was and it would be big trouble. When we got home the three of us sat down and i turned on the tube. My wife said she was tired and wanted to go to bed so off she went. Nikki said she wanted to to tkae a shower and get rid of the bar smell so i stayed out on the couch by myself. When i heard the shower I decided the safe thing to do was just jack off and be done with it. so assuming Nikki was in the shower I went right to it. I leaned back and started hammering away on it and while doing it I started fantasizing about nikki. I even said out loud "god Nikki is so fucking hot" All f a sudden I heard a noise and I turned to look and I saw Nikki retreating down the hall. I was petrified! What did she see--and what did she hear? I didn't know what to do and while thinking about it all of a sudden she came back! She was dressed in a long tee shirt that she had borrowed out of our laundry room and she was soaking wet from the shower. She had not bothered to dry off and the shirt was clinging to her wet tits. I stil wasn't sure that she had even seen anything or hear what I j=had said. She sat down on the chair across from me and we just made some idel chat. Then she put her feet up on the chair and damn if she didn't have any panties on. I could see her bare pussy just staring at me! She caught me looking and without sayng a word reached down and slid her finger into her wet pussy! I started to say something and she hel her finger up to her face to shush me. I deiced hell with this, I am going to get some of this, but she motioned me to sit back down. She quickened her pace so I pulled my cock out and we both just kept going until we both came! She was rubbing her nipples and actually even licked them both while I was watching. When she pulled her finger from her pussy and licked it that was all I could take and cum flew every where! Sha came at the same time and collapsed into the chair. About then we both heard the clapping. it was my wife who had apparently just watched the entrie thing. My first thought was oh---god I am in sooo much trouble but then I noticed she had taken her panties off to and must have pleasuered herslef right along with us!

It was dead quite for a moment but then my wife broke the silence by saying come on big boy. lets go see what us two girls can do to put some life back in that thing! Now that is another story!

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