The Affair With My Wife’s Best Friend Part 3 [MF] [cheating]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8c5cfk/the_affair_with_my_wifes_best_friend_mf_cheating/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8cc898/the_affair_with_my_wifes_best_friend_part_2_mf/)

The conversation Kaley and I had that morning she visited led to nothing more while she was there. Andrea was up not long after, and she and Kaley left for a girls day out. I wouldn’t see Kaley again before she went back home.

I was haunted by her words. She had explicitly made clear her intentions with me, disregarding the fact that I was her best friend’s husband. It was a lot to take in, but after considering how I felt towards her while she was there, I realized that this had become a lot more complicated than I anticipated. At best, I hoped that she would have shrugged off the initial encounter and it would be forgotten, but now she changed the game expressing her desire to take things further.

Weeks went by, and nothing had changed. I continued to show affection to Andrea, and we continued having a great sex life, sometimes having sex multiple times a day which was a considerable increase from the once a month standard before all of this. But I hated it all, and myself, knowing that all the while I desired Kaley. Was it the change in her appearance, her explicit behavior toward me, or were these feelings always there and I never really knew it? The latter made sense given how fond we were of each other before it happened. Regardless, I kept my distance.

Fortunately, the physical distance kept us from being tempted to explore any opportunity there may be; and as much as I wanted to talk to Kaley about it all, I purposefully refrained from messaging her. That broken line of communication was the only thing keeping this whole thing from tipping over. We both knew it. Once we established that channel of open communication, there would be no telling what could happen between us.

Everything seemed fine until one fateful day when the non-profit I worked for decided to call a meeting. There were talks of partnering with another organization located in the city Kaley now lived in, and they asked me to the meetings, happening there, as their legal advisor. The largest obstacle keeping Kaley and I in check was about to be removed, even if only temporarily. It’s not as if it wasn’t bound to happen. The city is the most significant metropolitan area in the state, and it was likely I’d end up there for work at some point or another. But at this moment, the idea of Kaley and me became all too real.

Andrea hated the fact that I was going just because she hated when either of us would go out of town without the other. She never mentioned Kaley in the discussions about me going. I’m not sure if it was intentional, but I knew she wouldn’t have wanted me to see her anyway.

The meetings were to be held over the course of a week, and I set out on a Sunday afternoon and arrived at my downtown hotel a few hours later. During my drive, the only thing I thought about was whether or not I should message Kaley. So far, our only interactions had been spontaneous and a result of us being right next to one another. Deliberately reaching out was what it would take to bring this to the next level. I weighed the option profoundly but ultimately gave into the temptation.

I spent about twenty minutes composing the right message before finally talking myself into pushing Send. Now there was no taking it back. I opened the door and had to be prepared for whatever came through it. After a few minutes, my phone buzzed, and it was a message from Kaley.

Kaley (9:54p): I thought you’d never ask ;) My rotation at the hospital ended today so I’ll be free the next few days.

Me (9:57p): Great! You can meet me at my hotel if you’d like. I’ll have the front desk leave you a key to the room. Room 1408.

Kaley (10:05p): Perfect ;)

That night, I could barely sleep. I contemplated the consequences of my decision and knew that at this point, my marriage with Andrea was essentially over. If she found out about Kaley and me, there would be no forgiveness from her. Even if I stopped everything now and came clean to her, she would be so devastated that our relationship would be irreparable as well as her friendship with Kaley. The thought of all of that weighed heavy on me that night and much of the next day. Most people would be crazy to have an affair, especially when you’re married to someone like Andrea; yet, here I was, about to cross that line into a full-fledged romance.

As I left the office and headed for the hotel, there were still reservations in me about going through with what was about to happen. I contemplated calling Kaley and telling her I couldn’t go through with it. I even considered calling my client and explaining that I needed to go home for a family emergency so that I could talk to Andrea. But I continued into the lobby and to the elevator, walked down the hall to my room, and carefully keyed my way through the door.

I heard the TV as soon as I opened the door and knew Kaley was already there. As I turned the corner, I was met with a completely naked Kaley resting her head in her hands and laying on her stomach across the bed. Pale and flawless, her skin seemed to glow from the light coming in through the window. I froze midstep and admired the sight. Kaley had a subtle beauty to her, but she had changed since moving to the city and took much greater care of her appearance. It clearly paid off, and all previous reservations I had were now gone.

Smiling at me and wiggling her butt back and forth, she said, “Well, it’s about time you showed up.” Without saying anything more, I walked to the edge of the bed, and she crawled to me and began to fumble with my belt. I didn’t think twice to start taking off my shirt in response, and it wasn’t long before we were both fully exposed to one another.

“I’ve missed this,” she said as she took my cock in her hand. She looked up at me with wanting eyes as she stroked it. Her eyes were intoxicating. They were just a few shades shy of black, and it was easy to get lost staring into them. She maintained eye contact as she opened her mouth and leaned in to begin licking the tip of my penis. She knew she had me hooked, and honestly, I wouldn’t have had it any other way at that moment. She continued to suck me off and reached under herself and began to rub her clit, causing her to start moaning with pleasure. Her slow and sensual movements made it seem as if she was worshiping me. It was indescribable and was undoubtedly the best blowjob I’ve ever had.

Finally, she stopped and just stroked my penis as she looked up at me and asked, “Do you want to fuck me now?”

I nodded as I reached down to lead her up to me by her chin to meet my lips. I gave her a long, passionate kiss before gently pushing her back, signaling I was ready. She fell back and opened her legs, exposing her beautiful, shaved pussy. She playfully rubbed it as I put on a condom and climbed up on the bed. Resting my cock on her pussy, I looked her in the eyes as she stared up at me and asked, “Is this what you wanted?” referring to her request that morning at my house. She reached down and grabbed my dick and said, “it’s all I’ve ever wanted,” and then she slid my cock inside her.

She was tighter than I remembered, so I gently pushed inside her. She closed her eyes as I filled her up. Leaning down, I began to kiss her soft, lush lips. She embraced me by wrapping her arms and legs around me and welcomed my kiss. As I started to pump into her steadily, she broke the kiss and rested her head against mine and began to let out soft, quiet breaths. At that moment, no regret entered our minds; it was everything we had been wanting and more.

Eventually, I pushed myself up with my arms, and she unwrapped her legs from around my waist and looked up at me as I began to fuck her with more force. Our bodies now slamming together, she dug her fingers into the sheets and became more vocal with her moans. They were high pitched and loud and reason enough for me to continue pounding harder and faster. The sight of her face responding in pleasure, her eyes looking up at me, her mouth open with each moan is one I’ll never forget.

I leaned down once more to kiss her, and I slid my cock. I was close to finishing but nowhere near ready to, so I needed to stall. I kissed my way down her neck and to her perky, soft breasts. I took her cherry sized nipple into my mouth and began to suck on it as I reached down and rubbed her clit. She responded by letting out a long moan and ran her fingers through my hair. Her hips moved in conjunction with my fingers, and it wasn’t long before her breaths quickened, and she pushed my hand away. Arching her back, she lifted off the bed slightly. I looked up at her face to see her eyes closed and mouth open in a silent scream as her orgasm overtook her. When she relaxed, she exhaled a deep breath, finishing with, “oh god, that was amazing.”

Smiling, she giggled and poked my still hard penis, saying, “Guess I still have some work to do.”

She told me to lie back and relax, and I did as she instructed, then she climbed up and straddled her legs around me. Resting her hands on my chest, she lowered herself down on my cock and began to grind her hips against me. Eventually, she pushed me inside her and immediately started riding me at a steady pace. Remaining upright, she allowed me to watch her supple breasts bounce as she moved up and down. Then she leaned down and kissed me while pushing her body against mine and letting me slide in and out of her slowly. She started nibbling on my ear as I reached around and grabbed her ample ass and took control of thrusting into her. I quickened my pace as I felt the urge to finish build. She moaned in my ear, and that’s all it took for me to blow my load, emptying myself into her.

We stayed in that position as we caught our breaths. I took in the moment, feeling her warm, naked body resting on top of me, and savored it. As wrong as all of it was, it felt right. She felt right. Finally, she laughed and raised her head up to look at me.

“Can we just stay like this forever?” she asked.

“I wish,” I responded.

She took a moment to pause before speaking again. “Let’s make a deal. Let’s not discuss the nature of our little thing we got going on all week, or anything else outside of this right here. It’s just you, me, this room, and lots of sex. Deal?”

I looked at her for a moment, contemplating what she said before I responded. “Can we at least go out for some food? I’m starving.”

She scoffed and pushed off me. Scooting herself to the end of the bed, I watched her bubbly butt jiggle and bounce as she stood and walked to the bathroom. She stopped just before entering and turned around.

“I’ll take you out for pizza if you come take a shower with me,” she said playfully.

I didn’t have to think twice.

We spent each night of that week together, enjoying our company and having endless amounts of sex. The only times I thought about Andrea were when she would call or text me, and in those moments, I would feel shame. But Kaley had a way of making that all disappear. We knew this week couldn’t last forever and at the end of it, we said goodbye. There was no discussion about what we were going to do moving forward. We just left it as it was on the last day. It was clear that we were committed now. There was no going back to the way things were before. No pretending none of it happened. The only thing left to happen was for us to get caught or come clean, and that was something for which neither of us were prepared.

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