This happened around 5 or so years ago.I am a 33 yr old male and I fucked my best friends wife. I was the best man in his wedding and ever since I met her we have always had some type of attraction for each other….. One night a bunch of friends were out drinking doing a golf pub crawl in Atlanta. Most of the women were wearing sexy golf skirts and tight fitting tops, including Jess. Jess looked amazing and I knew that she would probably be spending most of the night talking to me because she didnt really know many people from the rest of the group. I’m close to her and she didn’t want to seem like a leach stuck by her husband the whole night. As the night progressed we stumbled from bar to bar taking shots, chugging beers, and ordering whatever was required on our “scorecard”. When you are doing a golf pub crawl you have a scorecard and each pub is like a different hole on a golf course. Depending on what you to decide to drink you get a score of 1, 2 or 3. It might entail two shots back to back, chug a beer, a mixed drink or whatever. So basically everyone was hammered by the 4th bar. As I suspected Jess and I continued to talk, drink and flirt with one another. We continued our conversations about life and whatever else we decided upon. You know how it is when you are wasted and you can barely hear because of the music…..you switch direction in topics like a shark in an aquarium. As the night progressed the group started to break apart. Imagine trying to corral 20 people that are shit faced. It’s impossible. I was hoping to hook up with the one single chick that was on the pub crawl with us but for some reason that didn’t happen. She was very sexy and at one point in the night asked me where I was staying. I might have missed my opportunity because I did not come up with a good answer ;) Because the bars became further apart a few of us decided to catch a cab to the next one. The people in the cab are me, Jess, and another friend. None of Ud at this point have a clue where the other 17 people are. Some are at the past bar, some st the new bar and others have gone home. The cab that we got into was rather small so Jessica decides to sit in my lap since are not traveling to far to the next bar. This is when it all started. A drunk hot 32 yr old woman wearing a skirt sitting in your lap using your neck to hold onto. Problem…. Friends wife. He is out with a few other people who have decided to do their own thing and because she is with me she is in good hands. Is she?? ;) As she is sitting in my lap I start getting a hard on. Her thong covered ass is sitting against my cock… She has to know. She starts whispering in my ear about how she thinks I’m hot, etc. typical drunk talk. I start rubbing her bare legs right up to her lace covered pussy. My buddy decides he wants to try and find the others. We let him out and goes on his journey. I inform the cab driver that we need to go home. Jessica’s hubby texted her and said where are you?? She said I’m drunk and tired and I’m going home. She said I’m with Zach and I’m in good hands. The whole ride home I’m rubbing her legs, cock growing and I’m rubbing her pussy through her lacy sheer panties. We arrive at her and her husbands house and we immediately begin to make out. She gets a text from her husband to see when he will be home. He says not sure, it’s early and I’m glad you made it home safely. She said we have a couple of hours. I ended up fucking her twice in their bed…. My friend came home 3 hrs later and he was smashed. I fucked her again while we were outside later in the night when he was passed out… We fuck to this day when he is out of town or she is available. Definitely some of the best pussy I’ve ever had.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bl4ngs/mf_my_friends_wife
Hot!!!!! Does she have a good sex live with hubby ?
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My incident with a friend’s wife was back in the mid 1970’s, I was just divorced from my 1st wife, and went to a party at the house of a guy who played guitar in several bands, including one I was in from time to time. It was one of those parties where things got drunk early, I fell asleep on one of their bean bag chairs which was all the rage at the time, having had no luck at all hitting on the few singles that were there. Somewhere in the wee hours of the morning I woke up to someone on top of me, no idea who but she felt very nice. Next thing I knew, she had slipped off her robe, unzipped my jeans, got them down and grabbed me, then we were going at it.
Finally done she stood up, said, “That will fix the son of a bitch!” and left. I knew the voice, it was my friend’s wife! I was rather nervous the next day but she showed no sign at all that anything happened, so I tried to act the same way. After a gallon of Coffee, I made my excuses and went home.
I felt guilty about that until I found out a month or so later that the same guy had been boffing my 1st wife while I was in the military, (So was every other guy in our town near as I could tell.) Then I didn’t feel guilty one bit. Never had another opportunity, and the sad part was it was so dark I didn’t even get to see her naked. I did see her in a bikini a few times, man that was nice stuff.
And no I did not use a condom. I didn’t have any and she sure as hell didn’t either being married