Kyle still remained an important friend to our family. Out of respect for his marriage, I quit being naked around him. I didn’t want to hurt his new wife or ruin our friendship.

Saying that, I felt a need. I just needed to get laid again. Just purely for the sake of having non-committal sex. 

About this time, my husband was offered a new position with day hours. We were excited about the hours and extra time we would have together. For the first couple weeks we made love almost every night! 

At the same time my employers decided to take advantage of some open space in the building where I work. They decided to sell off one of their stores and then remodeled the space in the building I work in to accommodate moving their store there. I won’t tell you the kind of store it is, but I will say most of the weekday is pretty dead until after 5:00.

I got a new office/workspace, and then they built an office with a two-way mirror in it so when the owners wanted to be there, they could keep an eye on the store.

The manager didn’t really like the new arrangement and resigned. They hired a new manager named Chad that looked to be about my age. Since it was so dead throughout the day, we would talk a lot and really get to know each other well. Turns out he was single and not looking for a girlfriend. He liked going out with his friends and enjoyed his freedom to do whatever he wanted. He was a typical man’s man and enjoyed all the man’s activities.

One day, he was telling me how mad he was because he had to cancel his upcoming fishing trip because he hit a log with his boat and broke something. I told him I could ask my husband if he could borrow our boat and called my husband at work. When I told him my husband said yes, he got so excited he hugged me. That hug sent a little spark down my abdomen, and all of a sudden I realized how good-looking Chad was! Chad came over that evening to talk with my husband. They took the boat out, and my husband showed him how to use it, which I am sure Chad already knew, but you know how guys are with their toys. They got back and sat on the dock talking for a while. I had changed into a tank top and cut-off jean shorts. They were short but not quite Daisy Duke short. I grabbed some beers and went down and sat at the dock with them while the kids played in the water. I kept catching Chad glancing in my direction to catch a peek.

Saturday morning, long before any of us were awake, Chad was out in the boat fishing. He came back mid-morning and asked if he could take the boat out again at about 5:00. My husband told him no problem. As the day went along, I couldn’t stop thinking about seeing Chad again. I wanted to make sure he noticed me, so I suggested we should all go swimming just before Chad was scheduled to arrive. Since the kids were there, I didn’t think a 2-piece swimsuit was appropriate, so I put on the 1-piece that was appropriate but showed an ample amount of cleavage.

When Chad arrived, I made sure I had just climbed out of the lake and was “surprised” to see him. We stood and talked for a while. I could tell he was a little nervous, but I was enjoying him stammering his words a little. My husband knows me well. After Chad left fishing, he gave me the side eye and started chuckling as I got back in the water. He made some quiet comments and then asked if I had plans for Chad. I just told him that I wouldn’t mind.

Chad came back from fishing just after sundown. We had just put the kids to bed, and I was dressed mildly sexy, in a tight t-shirt and tight shorts, waiting for him to get back. My husband went down to the dock and helped him put the boat away and carry stuff back to his car. I walked out as they were starting to walk in. My husband led him into the house for a beer. We went to sit in the living room, and my husband looked me in the eye as he sat in the recliner. That left me to sit next to Chad on the couch. Chad seemed a little flustered trying to stare in my eyes every time he looked at me. As the night wore on, I would occasionally rest my hand on his leg or touch his arm here and there. Nothing too obvious. Eventually, Chad left for home. I gave him a quick hug and told him I would see him on Monday. He felt really tense when I hugged him, like he was uncomfortable with my husband around.

As soon as we were in bed, my husband just came out and asked if I wanted Chad. I told him that I wanted to fuck the life out of him. It didn’t take long before I was riding my husband like a horse!

The following Monday, I had to see if Chad was nervous about my gentle flirting because my husband was around or because he really wasn’t interested. When Chad walked in to start work, we were alone, so I walked up and hugged him, saying thanks for hanging out with us. This hug was completely different; he was hugging me back, and our bodies melted into each other. As I pulled away, I let my fingers glide down his arm while I looked in his eyes. I turned and walked away.

As another summer came to an end, our work flirting intensified. We were both very discreet but never missed an opportunity. He would come up behind me and rub my shoulders, or I would put my hand on his lower back as I talked with him. We may have approached that line but never crossed it. Chad didn’t know that my husband let me do whatever I wanted. He was flirty but never tried to get in my pants or grope me.

He spent many an evening at the house. My husband and he had a lot in common. They would sometimes go fishing together or help each other out with little projects. This gave me plenty of opportunities to dress somewhat provocatively around them. I always made sure to give Chad an opportunity to look down my shirt whenever I had the chance.

We all decided to try night fishing at the river one more time before winter hit. We thought it would be fun to get the kids out camping and let the guys try to catch some catfish. When we got to our fishing spot, we set up the tents for the kids. The sun was going down as we finished a quick meal of hot dogs and chips. My husband and I put the kids to bed while Chad cast out the lines. If you have never been catfishing, it can be a long wait between bites, but when they bite, it is a blast! So we settled down and just enjoyed the chilly night.

As it is nighttime, it starts to get cold. We had a fire going, so it wasn’t cold enough for a jacket but definitely for a long-sleeve shirt. My husband got up to go to the bathroom, and I felt a little naughty. While he was gone and Chad was sitting next to me, I whipped off my shirt, grabbed a long-sleeve flannel out of my bag, and then looked at Chad as I put it on. I still had a bra on, but it still shocked him. My husband came back and didn’t notice a thing had changed. We sat around for a while with no bites. Eventually, I noticed my husband had fallen asleep in his chair. When he woke up shortly after, he said it must be time for bed. I stood up, grabbed my husband around the waist and walked him back to the tent.

Chad was planning on staying up, hoping to catch something. When I walked back to him, he seemed pleasantly surprised. I stood around the fire, warming up and told him, I hope you don’t mind, but my bra is really bothering me. He said, "No problem," thinking I would take it off wearing the shirt. Instead, I unbuttoned the flannel, removing it and my bra. Being the gentleman he is, he looked the other way. I left my shirt off and sat down on his lap. Chad looked at me and asked me if I was crazy; my husband is right over there. I looked him in the face and said that it’s ok; he lets me do whatever I want as I leaned down to kiss him on the mouth. I am not sure he believed me because he was hesitant at first but then settled in and started kissing me back.

Soon, he stood up and went and got a couple blankets out of his bag in the canoe and laid them down on the shore. He grabbed me, and we started kissing some more. We found ourselves on the blanket with my legs wrapped around him, kissing like teenagers. I stood up and removed my shorts.  I was standing completely nude now in front of my coworker.  I had no doubt in my mind that he would never tell anyone about this so I let loose.  

I took off his clothes before laying back down. This time, I didn’t lie face-to-face but instead took his penis in my mouth while I draped my leg over his head. He didn’t need any more clues, and soon we were doing a 69 on the beach a few feet away from the water and my sleeping husband. It was nice to be in control again. He knew his way around.  His mouth and tongue hit all the right places and his fingers could do the walking. I was so at peace and just enjoying the moment when a strong orgasm snuck up on me.  I must have done something right as I was cumming because pretty soon he was cumming down my throat. I swallowed every drop. It was very sweet tasting.

I spun around, and he wrapped his arms around me. We lay in each other's arms, talking about my marital situation. Chad was very concerned this would hurt his friendship with my husband or that it might cause trouble between my husband and me. I assured him everything will be the same; the only difference is he may have to suffer through an occasional BJ or fucking with me. He said that wasn’t a concern of his.

I was starting to get really tired and didn’t want my kids to see me and Chad like this, so we got dressed, and I went to the tent to go to sleep. In the morning, true to my word, nothing had changed. We packed up and headed for home. When I told my husband, he jokingly exclaimed he doesn’t have very many friends left I haven’t screwed. I told him to make more friends…

Monday morning's dynamic had changed considerably. Both of us would just start giggling when the other looked in the other's direction. Thankfully, we were alone, or else suspicions would have been raised. We talked about how we both needed that. He hadn’t been with anyone for over a year, and I just need a new guy every once in a while. We both agreed it felt so good and right that to stop and have sex would have ruined it. I can say, though, I still wanted to know what he felt like inside and wanted to look in his eyes as we both cum.

The rest of the week was very fun but frustrating. I could just feel the sexual tension grow daily. More and more, I found myself with wet panties when he was around, and he would be sporting a slight tent in his pants. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he felt the same way.

I was always honest with my husband. I told him what was going on with Chad at work. He already knew about the playing over the last weekend while we were fishing and didn’t have a problem with it. After I told him that Kyle and I loved each other, he was a little more hesitant about accepting an ongoing sexual relationship with a guy we both were close with. He didn’t want to see me fall in love with Chad. I didn’t push too much but told him I have never felt anything beyond being a friendship and lust with Chad. He was still a little worried, so I decided I wasn’t going to push it. My marriage meant everything to me, and I didn’t want to risk losing it over sex with Chad.

That is why I was so shocked when I got home on Friday, and my husband tossed me a pair of boxer shorts. I laughed, asking him what these were for. He said that one night it came up about how sexy Chad thought a woman in boxer shorts was. He asked, “After the kids go to bed, would you mind bringing Chad the tackle box he left here last weekend?” Then we talked about how this is only sex with friends, and if any feelings start to develop, he trusts me to stop immediately. He even said he has a plan to make sure they don’t develop but wouldn’t tell me what that was.

The night seemed to drag on! Finally, the kids were getting ready for bed. I quickly took a shower and made myself all sexy for Chad. I put on the boxers and walked out, showing my husband my outfit. He loved it! There I stood in front of him in just a pair of boxers and nothing else.

I put a jacket on and headed over to Chad’s apartment. I walked in the hall to his door and knocked. As soon as I heard the door unlock, I took my jacket off. He opened the door, and I had to pick his jaw up off the floor as I stood there in only a pair of boxers and high heels, holding a tackle box. I started laughing and pushed my way by him into his place.

I was greeted with an arm around my waist and a deep kiss. His lips were so soft, and his tongue felt so good against mine. I broke free and asked if we should go somewhere a little warmer since I didn’t have a shirt or pants on. He led me to his bedroom. I walked over to his bed, rolled the covers back and climbed on. I held one leg up in the air, thinking he was going to remove my high heels. Instead, he climbed between my legs and kissed me passionately. I wrapped my legs around his and pulled him in tighter. We kissed and started rubbing our bodies together. It felt amazing!

I realized he still had his clothes on. I slightly rolled over and eventually worked my way on top of him. I pulled him up into a sitting position while I sat in his lap with my legs wrapped behind his back. I pulled his shirt off and then climbed off to pull his sweatpants off. As I sat back down on his lap, I got my first good look at his nude body. Last time I had him naked, it was by firelight, so I didn’t get a good look. Chad had a body! He was muscular and fit. He never wore clothes that showed off, so I was very pleasantly surprised. I spent a lot of time kissing his neck and chest. My hands were constantly roaming his upper body. I was so turned on now.

Chad was enjoying studying my breasts. He would lightly squeeze them and run his thumb over my nipples, sending shivers down my spine. When he started kissing them, he kissed them all over and kept circling my nipples with his tongue but wouldn’t suck them in. I was getting frustrated because I wanted my nipples in his mouth so bad. Finally, as I was about to scream at him, he sucked them in, and I am not ashamed to admit that I came right there. As my first orgasm of the night subsided, I felt him lift me up and slide the bottom of my boxers over. He then lowered me down. I had to reach down and help guide him. I was so wet he slid in with no resistance.

As I was sitting in his lap with our legs wrapped around each other, we kissed for a long time. I couldn’t take it any longer, and I started to grind against him. Given the way we were sitting up and the extra lubrication I had since I already came, it was the perfect angle to rub my clit along the bunched boxers that I never removed, and in no time I was having my second orgasm of the night. I love orgasming while kissing someone. To me it’s sexy as can be to moan into someone’s mouth while cumming.

Soon I pushed Chad down on the bed and rode him while still in my boxers and high heels. He really enjoyed the easy access to my chest. He was a pro at playing with boobs and knew how sensitive nipples can be. I started to feel this undeniable need to be completely nude. Much to Chad’s dismay, I climbed off and stood at the edge of the bed. I took him into my mouth, tasting both of us. With my free hand I pulled my shorts off. Before climbing back on, I took my high heels off.

After climbing back on, we resumed where we left off. He was so muscular and sexy. His body was like a wonderland that I enjoyed playing with. He grabbed onto my ass and squeezed while I rubbed his chest.

Without any warning, he flipped me over on my back. Soon I had one leg over his shoulder and the other around his leg. I met every thrust he gave with an enthusiastic thrust of my hips. My mouth was getting dry from moaning so much.

I could feel my third orgasm building. I grabbed his face and pulled it to mine, and looking in his eyes, I told him to come with me. I didn’t let go, and we just stared at each other.

I could tell by the way he felt inside me and by the increased pace of his thrusts he was really close. I was meeting every thrust with vigor when he let out another moan. Still staring into his eyes, I came right along with him, and this was an earth-shattering orgasm. As soon as I could, I placed my mouth over his and kissed him passionately.

I wiggled my leg down off his shoulder and wrapped both legs around him, holding him in while we kissed for a long time. 

Eventually, he shrank and fell out. He rolled over, and we held each other, kissing and rubbing each other's bodies. After a while we talked while holding each other and agreed the anticipation made the sex absolutely amazing!

After cuddling for a respectable time, I got up and put my boxers back and high heels back on. I reached across the bed and gave him another deep kiss and said that I will see him on Monday. I then left him lying in bed and walked out of the room. I put my jacket back on and left for home.

My husband was waiting for me when I got home. He couldn’t wait to make love to me and took me before I cleaned up. I showered before going to bed, but when I woke up in the morning, I had a lot of dried sperm on my thighs. It turned me on so much as I was cleaning I had to rub myself to another orgasm.

Monday came. I was really nervous that things would change at work. My dang coochie did the thinking again and may have gone too far this time. Chad came into the office and acted like nothing happened. I was so relieved.

Eventually, we talked about how great the last Friday was. We both agreed that what we do, we do as friends. If either of us started feeling anything beyond just sex, we would quit. We sealed the deal with a deep kiss and some heavy petting. It’s good to know where the cameras are and aren’t.

After work that day, we went back to his place and fucked like rabbits. I wanted to know every inch of his magnificent body and wanted him to know every inch of mine. I was pretty late getting home that night. I made sure my husband didn’t mind.

Over the next few weeks, we found a few more times to be together. I was very careful to make sure my husband knew he was still numero uno.

I was starting to know Chad’s body blindfolded, and he knew mine very well. When things were really slow at work, we would sneak little grabs here and there. We got bold one day and made out groping each other in the back until a customer came in, and he had to go take care of them. As he walked away, he told me, "Too bad you don’t wear dresses to work."

The next day, for some reason, I decided to wear a skirt to work. Nothing fancy, just a knee-high tennis-type skirt with a loose blouse. When Chad came in, he looked for me and started laughing when he saw the skirt.

The owner's office was always open and had a nice two-way mirror so they could see out into the lobby, but no one could see in. I walked in and leaned over the desk and called Chad in. When he came in, I was bent over the desk facing away.

He took the hint and walked up, lifting my skirt up over my hips. When he went to remove my panties, he was pleasantly surprised to see I hadn’t put any on yet. He pulled his pants down and slid right into my already wet pussy. We fucked hard while he pawed at my chest. He didn’t last long before he came inside me.

He pulled out, and I quickly walked out of the office before I leaked Chad’s cum on their carpet. I walked over to my desk, grabbed a pair of panties, and went in the bathroom to clean up. I came out and walked back to Chad, who was in my work area, and wrapped my arms around him, passionately kissing him good morning.

At lunchtime, I was already in the mood again. I took my panties off and then made sure no one was in the store. I called to Chad, took my shirt/bra off, and stood there in just my skirt. When he came back, I led him back to the office, wrapping my arms around him while kissing him deeply. I took his dick out and scooted to the edge of the desk. Once again, I was soaking wet already, and he went right into it. Between the kissing and playing with my tits, I came really quickly. I leaned down and took him in my mouth to finish him off.

That was a very fun day!

That night, my husband asked me how Chad liked my outfit. I told him everything! He was so turned on he came in my hands before we could do anything. Probably a good thing, as usual I was pretty swollen and sore down there.

My husband and Chad remained good friends and still hung out often. They openly talked about our situation often. Many times I would take Chad into another room or shower to get busy while my husband waited for us to finish, or I would make Chad wait while I played with my husband. There were a few times that they both played with me at the same time. I really wanted to try having both men inside me at the same time, but I chickened out. 

Chad and I played off and on for over 5 years before he moved away for a new life. I was his booty call, and he was my plaything. There were no emotions, just physical attraction. Sometimes we went months between visits, other times days, and on occasion, hours. We did it at his place, my place, in our cars, in the woods, and against our better judgement at work. We tried in the boat once but worried the wrong people would see.

Funny story here. I forget the reason why, but Chad and I met at a secluded spot for some fun. We climbed into his truck. We started kissing, and he unbuttoned my blouse. I sat in his lap with my legs around both sides of him. He was just starting to lift my bra over my boobs when a flashlight shined in, and I heard a loud rap on the door. We were so into each other that we didn’t see or hear the police car come up behind us.

The police officer got a very good look at my bra-covered chest before I was able to button my blouse back up. I thought for sure we were going to get in trouble, but he just asked us questions and checked our IDs. He raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the differing last names and glanced at my ring finger. He warned us that next time he wouldn’t keep things so discreet.

Every night I think to myself how lucky I am. I feel like my husband is the best. He understands me and wants all my desires fulfilled. I am also lucky I am able to easily find new lovers. I am really a lucky girl!