When you first met your wife’s gay friend you had no idea how bad you’d eventually want me. The way I bend over showing my ass when I know you’re looking. The obvious semi hanging in my pants as you walk by most days. The way I shudder when we get close.
Finally one day your wife steps out to the store and before you realize what’s happening I’m on my knees in front of you. My hands on your thighs. You tense up at first, but one look at the fire in my eyes and you’re already unzipping your fly. Letting your meaty married cock peek out. I lean forward kissing the head and letting my tongue take you into my mouth. Your cock is still soft, but I have it hard in no time. I feel it get bigger as I move my tongue along the underside, taking care to massage your balls through your pants.
Before long you’re so engorged it aches. When you can’t take it anymore I stop, and stand up. Undressing slowly. First my shirt, you find yourself licking your lips thinking about my perky little nips. I turn around and bend over as I pull down my pants. You feel almost guilty at the sight of round ass, pink hole and swinging dick make you moan in longing.