Back in October 2020 I had a family emergency and my wife wasn’t emotionally supportive during the situation, rightfully so she had her own family issue at the time. I am the type to wear my heart on my sleeve and my best friend, Chris, knew I wasn’t well through social media. He reached out to me but I was more surprised his wife, Laura, had reached out to me as well. She offered far better advice and an excellent ear to listen to what I was going through as she had experienced something similar. By December things were much better, I dropped off a Christmas present to them thanking them both. Early April I get a call from Chris asking to meet up, he broke the news to me that things weren’t well with Laura and they were getting a divorce. It had been brewing for almost a year and a half and I had no clue. It was very one sided as she wanted freedom and felt he was being very controlling. He told me not to be angry at the situation, he wasn’t upset and even asked if I would help him move her out of their place as I have a truck. The awkward move happens and they are acting like a couple would. After the move I was hanging out with Chris at his place and talking. He had this sense of relief, the friendly relationship during the move was just a show, one they were used to performing for over a year and he was very relieved to not be on edge constantly. That night I figured I probably wouldn’t be seeing Laura again so I reached out thanking her for being there when I needed it back in October and wishing her nothing but the best. I got a very long message back that was her side of the divorce, ending in an apology as she had been holding all that in. She wasn’t sure what Chris had told me and didn’t want me or my wife remembering her in a negative light. We messaged for a few hours while she got it all out. A few days go by and she asks if I would be willing to go pick up some furniture with her. I was hesitant at first and didn’t respond because I didn’t want Chris to feel like I was going to be friends with his ex-wife behind his back. A few hours later Chris calls me asking to help her, so I agree. On the way back from grabbing the furniture she thanked me for our conversation explaining her friends don’t know Chris the way I do and have made her question the divorce. He can be controlling and over bearing but is very good at presenting himself as a down to earth relaxed guy. I carry her stuff into her studio and she embarrassing grabs up her clothes and dirty dishes. I offer to help assemble the stuff and she happily accepts my offer. She orders a pizza and asks if I want to invite my wife over. I knew she had plans with friends but ask anyways to which she declines. Laura makes a joke about a romantic pizza lunch for two. I go to use the bathroom and notice she has an open box of condoms mixed in with a slew of items on the counter so as I continue to build her furniture I ask if she is already getting laid. She laughs it off and saying she paid for them she was taking them and wasn’t sure if they were even good that it had been over a year since they had sex. I was more shocked then anything and blurted out, “you two haven’t had sex in over a year!” She confessed back in November to almost having sex with a coworker but shutting it down because it didn’t feel right since she was still living with Chris and didn’t want to cheat on him. I make the mistake of telling her my wife cheated on me years before we were married and we still got married, are still happy and that it probably wouldn’t have made a difference if she did it or not. Laura gets very nosey asking about it and I tell her all the details while we eat lunch. After that conversation her entire demeanor changed. She took off her sweatshirt, flaunting her outfit in front of me while I finished up everything. As I am getting ready to leave she somewhat pesters me to stay before relenting. To be honest I was fairly turned on at this point and knew I should get out of there. With the door open she goes to hug me goodbye, asking if I enjoyed our romantic. Pulling her mask off to show me a smirk. We wore masks almost the entire time except when we were eating because it made me more comfortable. I let go of the hug but she still has an arm around me almost latching onto me. I feel a tug on my neck gaitor and it falls around my neck as I try to pull it back up but can’t. Laura wraps herself around me tighter and I can feel her eyes looking up at me as I glance down. She moves in and gives me a kiss, turning back down to apologize. I tell her it is alright and when she looks up again she gives me another kiss, this time a little more passionate. I briefly pause only to kiss her back. We make out for a moment with the door open before she closes it pushing me up against it. She kisses down my neck and I logically say we shouldn’t be doing this but that doesn’t stop her kissing my neck. Her hand moves down to my belt as she tugs it open. My heart is racing as my pants fall to the floor and push her away saying we really should stop. It was impossible to hide my hard on though and she pleads its just sex, nothing more. She pulls down my boxers and before I can even react her mouth is kissing along my cock. I groan out as she drops to her knees, tugging my cock with her hand, mouth wrapped around the tip. I look down and see her black thong peaking out from her jeans. That always drives me insane. I reach down pulling her thong out from her jeans a little more. She stops sucking to tell me it wasn’t the first time she has seen me looking at her underwear. I confess to staring whenever I saw it before as she is back to sucking on my cock. I groan out again and feel her mouth leave my cock. She stands up and starts to undo her jeans. She is on the ticker side but I wouldn’t call her overweight, a little pudge bad been spiling out the top of her jeans. My thoughts raging with the wrong head I reiterate, “just sex?” and she replies with, “just secret sex.” I help pull her jeans off leaving her thong as she pulls it up tight around her hips. I have a thing for eating pussy and today is no exception as I tell her to sit back in a chair. She kisses me as I lower my head away, pulling the thong to the side. Her pussy is meatier then my wife. I spread her lips apart and go in, eating her pussy. Her hand reaches down ruffling my hair as my tongue swirled around her clit. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!” she exclaims as I feel her body tense up. I wasn’t down there long before making her cum. I stand up as she leans forward and my cock engulfs her mouth. I reach down, under her top, feeling up her tits. She backs away quickly lifting her shirt over her head before going back to sucking on me. I have the perfect overhead view of her pleasing me. She leans back in the chair again, “are you going to fuck me or what?” I offer her a hand, lifting her off the chair and pushing her onto the bed. I pull down her panties and mount myself behind her doggy style with one foot is firmly planted on the bed. I slide my cock along her pussy finding the moment to penetrate her. As I push into her she grunts out. I grab onto her hips and slowly push further in. Starting slow, I pick up the pace a little. She has leaned forward now her head on the bed between her arms. I reach forward and grab the back of her bra snapping it open. “Slap my ass?” she asks. I give it a loud smack, a red handprint starting to show on her butt. I start fucking harder, the sound of my hips slamming into her, the squeaking of the bedframe and our animalistic grunts echo throughout the room. I quickly pull out putting a stop to things, “should I be wearing a condom?” A panic look comes across her face as she runs to the bathroom only to return with her box. I slide one over my cock and she assures me its fine, “now you can cum in me.” She says. Laura lays on her back and invites me back spreading her legs. I climb on top of her and she guides me inside her. I lean forward and suck on one of her nipples working my way up to kiss her. I lean back and put one arm on her shoulder, the other on her hip and start to fuck her harder. Her body jiggles with ever thrust into her. She moans out, “I want to make you cum.” I reply that I am ready to blow. I pull out of her and she instructs me to lay on my back. Laura climbs on top of me and works her body down onto my cock. She puts her elbows just above my shoulders and starts to work her hips around. “Thank you.” She says before kissing me. Laura grinds her body into mine as our tongues entwine. I reach around and pull her hair forcing or mouths apart as she cries out. Laura moans out for me to cum and I oblige. Still pulling her hair I see her smile come across her face as she slows down. Laura rolls next to me and explains she gets turned on very easy since she hasn’t had human affections in so long. I roll off her bed and start to get dressed and ask what possessed her to do that with me of all people. That is where I learned that I am not the best at hiding where my eyes go. Often when we would all hang out I found myself checking her out often and she noticed. She brought up a moment when we were all drinking that I poked her in the back and when she turned I wanted a high five. A time I don’t even remember but she confessed to hoping I wanted more. I brought up a time we were all watching a movie and she was cuddled next to my wife on the couch and they got very friendly and I was hoping more would come from that. I wasn’t the only one because Chris had told her the same. As I was leaving she told me she didn’t expect to see me again since I was a pretty loyal friend which clashed with what we just did. I briefly explained all the conflicting emotions I was feeling. As I was standing in the doorway Laura asks me not to be a stranger saying we don’t have to have a sexual relationship, though she wasn’t opposed it and that she appreciated our conversations. As I got into my car I questioned all of my decisions that day.