Quarantine [MFM]

It was the morning light pouring in from the window that made me start to stir. My legs stretched out under the blanket and my body naturally groaned. I hadn’t even opened my eyes yet but that’s when I felt her. My wife, April. Her naked soft curvy body was laying on its side right next to mine. Her hair was tickling my face and her scent was filling my nostrils. I had one arm under her pillow, and the other draped across her side, holding her by her stomach. I groaned and stretched again, feeling my hard morning wood against her soft fat little ass that was just perfect to grind against.

My eyes started to crack open and I could see the horizon of her shoulder staring back at me just a few inches. I ran my eyes down the lines of her body until it disappeared under the covers while my hand slithered up her stomach and cupped her breast, squeezing it gently. My neck stretched out and I kissed her on the back of the shoulder , right on top of that butterfly tattoo.

Since neither of us were working, the quarantine offered us lots of late mornings like this and I didn’t mind it at all. “I loved my wife” I thought squeezing her body one more time against mine. My hand moved back up to her hip and I was rubbing it slightly when I felt the other arm against mine under my wife’s pillow.

My head shot up and I peered over my wife’s body and saw her head curled up in his chest. Matt. He was still fast asleep with my wife in his arms as my mind began to recollect and remember all the events of last night and how exactly we got into this position . And by “This Position”, I mean him naked in my bed with me and my wife between us both.

I quickly tugged my arm out from under my wife’s head and started rubbing my eyes to ensure I was seeing what I thought I was seeing. When I did, I must have disturbed them both because they both groaned and their bodies stiffened up and stretched outward. April slowly rolled on to her back making the bed gently rock. Her arms stretched upward between Matt and I and she let out a big sigh of air before her arms began to crack open. When she stretched the sheet tugged off of her chest , revealing her soft pale tits hanging on each side of her chest. She had a smirk on her face when she softly whispered “Hey” to me. Then turned her attention to Matt at her side who was rubbing his eyes. “Morning” She said to him. Her hand slithered under the blanket and clasped me by my cock. I only assumed she was doing the same to Matt who had finished rubbing his eyes . She gently kneaded my cock for one pump then held it in her warm hand before asking “how are both of my guys today?”

That’s when everything started coming back to me……..

No one knew how long the quarantine was going to last. After a failed attempt to re-open the country a second more strict quarantine went into effect. No one was allowed to leave their homes. We couldn’t even grocery shop anymore. Instead the government had set up a door to door weekly grocery delivery. We just simply had to stay at home…..and wait it out.

Matt had been visiting us from out of town when the quarantine went into effect. He was one of my wife’s friends who she had known forever. It was a little weird to me because he was so similar to me. He was the same height, dark hair. We both worked out and had great shapely physiques but neither of us were huge muscle heads. We even liked the same things. The only difference between him and I, was that he was covered in tattoos. All the traditional style here and there tattoos that made it look like someone took a sticker book and just randomly placed them wherever they could find a spot.

We got along alright. I would even say we were friends. Probably better friends then he and April. So it wasn’t a big deal when he came to town and needed a place to stay for a few days.

But then lock down went into effect. We had no choice but to let him stay with us. After all , at that point, we didn’t know how long the quarantine would last and he was our friend after all. What else could do?

So we put him up. We had an extra bedroom upstairs so it wasn’t like we didn’t have the room for him. And it was great. We all pitched in and made it work. We would work around the house together, clean together, go on walks, get drunk together, smoke a little weed here and there, she would cook us both good meals while he and I did yard work or played video games.

But then things start to happen. I guess they are bound to when you are only seeing the same two people every day for weeks on end. I mean my wife was obviously my wife and she was very attractive to me and I was still getting plenty of sex at night when we went to bed. But Matt…..he didn’t have anyone. And my wife was the only woman he had seen in weeks. It was only natural that the flirting would begin………

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(If this creates enough interest, I’ll finish up. And if you have read any of my old prompts, yea I recycled the characters)

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