An unexpected family emergency had me driving to San Deigo from Denver via Southern Arizona. The route I was on went through Tucson. I was tired from driving for over straight ten hours, but thought I would tough it out and get to Yuma before taking a rest.

My phone rang and when I answered I found it was my wife, Amy, calling.

“Hi honey, where are you?”

“Nearly to Tucson.”

“Perfect! I called Kathy and she’s got a room waiting for you.”

Kathy and my wife grew up together and were close, almost like sisters. I knew she lived somewhere in Arizona, but didn’t know where. I had always been attracted to Kathy, We engaged in some harmless flirting years before, but now I was re-energized thinking about her. I told my wife that it was a nice offer, but that I didn’t want to impose. I also wasn’t a fan of her husband, John.

“All things being equal, I’d love to get off the road and see Kathy, but I’m not stopping. John is a pain in the ass. Tell her thanks, I’ll get a room.”

“Okay, I’ll let her know you're a party pooper. But the way, don’t forget I’m spending the night with my sister. We’re going to the spa and dinner tonight. We’ll talk tomorrow. Bye, love you.”

We hung up as I was entering the outskirts of Tucson. I would have enjoyed seeing Kathy. She is a Latina with dark, olive skin that the sun has turned nearly black because she’s an avid cyclist and keeps her five foot five inch body in shape biking twenty to thirty miles daily. She’s not a small girl, her hips are wider than you’d expect from a cyclist and she has a fantastic chest. She has a kind of sex appeal that seems to pour out of her.

I’ve always teased her about the farmer’s tan around her neck, arms and ankles from the cycling clothes and shoes she wears. I relished seeing her because she would crush her 36DD melon sized breasts against me when we hugged hello or goodbye. The fact she rarely wore bras was an added treat. I always thought it odd that my wife never noticed or didn’t seem to mind these brief encounters between Kathy and me. If her husband cared he never said anything to me either.

As I drove and daydreamed about Kathy my phone rang again. I didn’t recognize the number but answered anyway.

“Hi Paul. This is Kathy.”

“Hi back, how are you?”

“I’d tell you but Amy says you turned down my offer for you to stay here. How come?”

“I’d love to see you, but I don’t want to put you out.”

“Look, my guest room is waiting and I’m home alone.”

Now my I interest was piqued.

“Where’s John?”

“I haven’t told Amy yet, but we’re splitting up. He moved in with a woman he met at work. I’ve been alone for a couple of months. We’ve filed divorce papers. Please come stay with me. I could really use the company.”

“I’m sorry to hear about you and John,” I said.

But I wasn’t.

“I appreciate the offer and I’d love to see you.”

“Great! That’s a yes, right?”

“Yes. Looking forward to seeing you.”

The next thing she said surprised me.

“I’ll be waiting for you. Let’s not tell Amy, okay?”

“Okay.”

I pulled off the road and as Kathy gave me her address I plugged it into my cell phone’s navigation app and then I drove to her house, which was actually nearby. I would have called my wife under normal circumstances but decided to wait to see what was up with Kathy. Plus I wouldn’t be getting in touch with her until tomorrow anyway since she had the evening planned with her sister.

I arrived at Kathy’s house and stretched after getting out of the car. The front door flew open and Kathy rushed out the door and into my arms. She was dressed in a clingy sundress and sexy spaghetti sandals. We hugged and I gave her a kiss that lingered for just a moment longer than usual. Her body was crushed against mine and, as usual, I could feel she had no bra on. My cock immediately started getting hard and pressed into Kathy’s toned belly.

I should have been a little embarrassed, but I wasn’t. It felt good. If Kathy minded, she didn’t act like it, in fact she seemed to like it too.

As she snuggled against me, grinding my hard dick against her, she confirmed my suspicions when she said provocatively, “I can tell you’re glad to see me. I’m glad to see you, too.” Then we kissed for the second time. If there were any observant neighbors they got a show watching us kiss like horny teenagers.

We disengaged and my cock throbbed. When she turned to go into the house I quickly rearranged my junk, then followed her in. She has a beautiful ranch style home and I received the grand tour. I noticed that the guest room had a bed that was unmade. All of a sudden I wasn’t tired anymore.

The tour ended and Kathy opened a bottle of wine as we caught up. She had made a salad and had a nice piece of salmon that I grilled and we had a light, but satisfying dinner. As we talked we managed to stay close to each other, touching, staying in contact.

I remained rock hard.

It was comfortable.

Electric.

Natural.

Long story short, she related that she and John had drifted apart and he found his ‘soul mate.’ She hadn’t expected the break up, but it turned out to be an actual relief for Kathy. But she still teared up a bit so I took her into my arms to console her. As we hugged she looked up, I looked down and we were kissing. Again. Her tongue found its way into my mouth and I suckled it.

She tasted fantastic.

Warm.

Wet.

Needy.

We slowed down, knowing what was coming.

“Amy is my best friend.”

“And she’s my wife.”

“But…”

“But,” I said, “we both want this.”

“Yes, I want this. I need this. When I found out you were nearby I was ecstatic. But are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

In the blink of an eye I was cheating on my wife with her best friend. Her best friend was cheating with me.

Kathy took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom. I was glad Amy was busy tonight. I wouldn’t have to make something up to explain I was with Kathy. I decided I was going to focus on Kathy. I was about to cheat, but it felt okay. I’d deal with tomorrow, tomorrow.

I guess if you want something bad enough, you can justify anything.

I started taking off the sundress Kathy wore. I pulled the straps off her shoulders while she unfastened buttons that started at the V of her bosom. She was naked under her dress. Her body was how I had imagined it. Her skin was dark with her cycling induced farmer’s tan. Full hips, large , slightly sagging tits, toned stomach and ass, athletic legs. She kicked off her sandals and as it fell to the floor; I chuckled.

She nudged me and asked, “What’s so funny?”

“You look beautiful naked, something I’ve dreamed about. BUT You still have your farmer’s tan from riding your bike!”

“But you still like It, right?”

My answer was to strip off my clothes and stand in front of her. My six inches of thick, throbbing cock was all the answer she needed as she dropped to her knees as she reached out and grabbed my cock. Pre-cum was already dripping and she sucked my cock head before licking my entire length.

I groaned as she started giving me a world class blow job. I seized two fistfuls of hair and started face fucking Kathy. She gagged slightly but then started sucking me harder.

My orgasm hit me like a tsunami. I was frantically fucking her mouth and unleashed a flow of my sperm into her mouth. Saliva mixed with my sperm dribbling out of her mouth was the most erotic vision I had seen in years. I nearly collapsed, but helped Kathy to her feet.

As she held on to my diminishing dick she said, “You better have more fuel in the tank buddy boy.”

I pushed her and she fell on her back on her bed.

“Just relax. I think I’ll recover. Now spread your legs.”

She did as asked as I kneeled. I lifted her beautifully pedicured right foot and started kissing and sucking her toes. With her big toe in my mouth I gave it a blow job of my own.

“Oh god, that feels good,” she said.

I released her right foot and slowly kissed my way up her leg. I kissed her ankle, her knee, behind her knee and her thigh. I could feel the heat radiating from her bald crotch and sucked her pussy lips into my mouth and tasted the nectar that was freely flowing from her.

I ever so gently bit her clit as moans of pleasure cried out, “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

But I did stop.

Then I repeated everything with her left leg.

I suckled her left toes.

I kissed my way up her leg.

Then I buried my face in her pussy.

She tasted like nothing I had ever experienced. My wife tastes glorious. Kathy tasted like sex and love and longing and need and desire and an unnamed and supernatural sensual experience that transcended a man and woman coupling.

I pushed my tongue into her slit and sucked here clit. I briefly lifted my face long enough to spit on the fingers of my right hand. I buried my face again in her incredible cunt while at the same time pushing two fingers into her back door. Her asshole was tight.

Suddenly Kathy screamed in delight as a fierce orgasm ravaged her body.

The fun had just started…