A couple of months ago, my husband had a phone call from an old college friend of his. He was in a bad way. He’d apparently come home early from work one day to find, yes you guessed it, his missus being rogered by one of the neighbours. Well girls, we all do it from time to time, don’t we? He ended up throwing the bitch out and asked if he could come and stay with us for a while until he’d got his head around it all.

I’d never met Steve before and to put it bluntly, his wife must have been off her trolley. He turned out to be gorgeous! On the first night he was with us, we all had a good skin full of booze and we just let Steve spill his heart out. He told us that he should have been suspicious because she’d stopped having sex with him a while ago and normally they were very active on that front! He went on to tell us that he was so frustrated and the only satisfaction he was getting these days was from his hand! Poor sod, we thought!

Later, when we’d gone off to bed, my husband was chatting to me about Steve and how concerned he was about him. He reckoned that what Steve needed was a good hard fucking to take his mind of things. As we talked about him, Steve was lying in our box bedroom probably having another wank! The next words my husband spoke took me by surprise.

"Go through to Steve and give him the fucking of his life!" There was stunned silence as I took in exactly what he’d said. "You heard me. Go and fuck him!" I was speechless. He continued "When we got married darling, you promised to Love, Honour and Obey me! And I am instructing you to fuck my mate!"

Now I’m no angel and I admit that I have fucked other guys since we married, but to be ordered by my husband to do so was like a passport to heaven for me! Without saying a word, I went through to the other room, stark naked and closed the door behind me, to stop prying eyes!

Steve, predictably was lying on the spare bed, cock in hand, eyes closed and totally oblivious to my presence! I tip toed over and knelt quietly next to his bed and wrapped my hand around his hard shaft. His eyes opened with a start and he watched in disbelief as I leaned forward to take his cock into my mouth. As I sucked I knew he wasn’t going to last long. He’d almost wanked himself off and was about to cum! As his veins began to throb in my hand I engorged his full length and let him explode onto my tongue!

I could feel his cream dribbling from the corner of my mouth as I straddled over his body and guided his still erect cock into my snatch. As I began to fuck him he reached up and cupped my tits in his hands. I rode his cock for bloody ages, bouncing frantically up and down, enjoying two or three orgasms in the process, before he finally came inside me!

I simply climbed back off, gave him a peck on the cheek and went back to my husband for another fucking! It was two weeks before Steve returned home and without fail, every night I milked his cock dry! The problem was, his stay with us probably didn’t help him at all. He’ll no doubt think that all of us women are slags now!

Marilyn

(Well done Marilyn, helping a friend in his time of need, i've done that myself a couple of times. I'll get round to writing about it one day, if anyone's interested? - Jayne xx)