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I Fucked My Best Friends Wife

The first time it happened, we were young and no one was looking for anything serious. She loved the rhythm of my drumming, and I loved the way her snug red skirt hugged her figure. It was lust at first sight for the both of us; fun and exciting, but never meant to last. That summer with Stacey will never be forgotten.

Fast forward about 5 years and my best friend Tim drops a bombshell that he's in love with his new girlfriend and he wants to bring her to meet everyone at a barbecue I was hosting. You can imagine my genuine surprise when he shows up at my house with his new girlfriend, Stacey. The look of abject horror on her face when she locked eyes with me as he introduced us spoke volumes. In that moment of what I can only describe as pure unadulterated awkwardness, she pulled herself together, concealing the storm of recognition beneath the surface, and told me how nice it was to meet me. After exchanging pleasantries, I closed the door behind them and they merged into our mutual crowd of friends, providing a barrier from the unspoken tensions lingering between us. As they mingled, I needed a breather to regroup and get this shit eating grin off of my face.

I went outside and took over grilling duties, began enjoying some frosty beverages, and waited for the night to unfold. The evening progressed seamlessly – fire pits were ignited, the sun gracefully dipped below the horizon, children bid their farewells, and Tim and Stacey easily melded into the festivities. I enjoyed my time, maintaining a poker face, and discreetly observing from a distance. When the chance finally presented itself, Tim and I found ourselves face to face, and the overdue catch-up began. I immediately delved into the interrogation: where did you meet, how long have you been together, why the fuck am I only hearing about her now? Tim eagerly brought me up to speed, and I could tell by the way he talked that he was really into her. For the remainder of that night, I remained a silent observer, concealing any hint of past revelations. A year passed, and I found myself standing by his side, a groomsman at their wedding.I have shared life's highs and lows with them without ever a hint of awkwardness or a word spoken about this secret his wife and I share.

That is until this past Halloween rolled around

I received a call from Tim on Monday afternoon asking if I could grab a drink with him. He said that he needed to talk to me about his marriage and that he felt it best explained in person. When I got to the bar I observed Tim seated with an empty beer. I was a few minutes early and thought to myself that they might be having marital problems if he's already had at least one beer, and he must need someone to talk to. I took a seat beside him and ordered us another round. He smiled at me, placed his hand on my shoulder, looked me in the eyes, and proceeded to declare his love for me. He then pounded his beer and promptly ordered another.

"I love my wife," he said as he tried to get the last few remaining drops from his empty glass, "and our relationship is complicated." Amidst the expressions of affection and the acknowledgment of the intricacies within their relationship, Tim's demeanor took an unexpected turn. Raising his glass in a toast he proclaimed "to Stacey", and as I raised my glass to meet him, and as our glasses clink he said, "the best little cocksucker we know." I could only nod my head in agreement and quickly chugged my beer.

Tim unveiled the couple's journey through marriage counseling and the suggestion to share private secrets and unspoken fantasies with each other to ignite their love making. What started as a curiosity about bringing others into their bedroom led to awkward encounters and surprising revelations. Through their journey of discovery they realized what turns each other on, and now they each play their role to perfection. Tim found that he had a penchant for hearing about Stacey's escapades. Her post-date debriefs became something he couldn't stop thinking about until she got home. With a blend of discomfort and honesty, Tim confessed the intricacies of their exploration, narrating experiences ranging from failed threesomes to sex clubs.Since decent lovers are hard to find, they had taken to Stacey telling Tim about her past lovers. As his revelations poured forth, I found myself drawn into the captivating and explicit narrative, temporarily forgetting the role I played in it. But then my heart sank a little, and that shit eating grin started creeping across my face. Memories flooded my mind—images of his wife in that sizzling red skirt and the shared secrets that lingered between us.

Breaking the silence, he nervously asked if I knew why he was telling me this as he took another big drink of his beer. "You're my brother, man, and your loyalty is unmatched. The way you know Stacey, and well, you've always had my back." I remained silent, allowing him to continue, sensing his growing discomfort. Assuring him it was okay, I expressed my love for him and reiterated the timeless mantra, "Bros before hoes." to only minimal laughter. He took another drink of his beer and told me that he needed to tell me something, but that it was important that I be fully honest with him before he did. He said that Stacey had a wild side, he knew that I knew, and he didn't want there to be anything unknown between us. I was apprehensive, but agreed. "Only because I can't wait to hear what the fuck is going on at your house", I said as we cheered our beers again and downed them in unison.

There was a true moment of awkward silence between us. Tim proceeded to ask me about the night Stacey and I met at that bar in Hamilton. I told him how I caught her watching me play and how after we got off stage I asked if I could touch her ass because it looked way too good in that skirt, I was smiling from ear to ear. Tim was stoic. "I mean with all due respect you do want me to tell you right?" I asked him as I took another drink. "Yes", he smiled. "Well, she was persistent; and I loved it. That first night we flirted and drank and hooked up all night, leading to me eating her out from behind in the parking lot. I couldn't stop telling her how much I loved her ass in that skirt and was begging to lift it up and see it for real." None of this was news to Tim as he already knew far more intimate details; she had told him everything.

I asked how it came up in conversation and he told me that when they were exploring threesome ideas they decided to "rate" their friends. Some friends were not considered and when my name came up he could tell that Stacey's demeanor completely changed. She immediately touched her neck and gave off other indicators of discomfort. He knew something was off, and as they continued to explore her past exploits, in the heat of the moment she let a nugget fly; "I jerked off a friend of yours at Savoy's one night before we met" She confessed that we made out all night and that I kept "groping her butt" the whole time. Tim says that while she confessed, he was as hard as a rock. He started playing with himself as her asked her if she liked it, pressing her to tell him what happened next. As they started fucking she admitted to him that she started jerking me off at the bar and that I "grabbed her by the waist and led her to the parking lot".

It was dead quiet as I took a sip of my now completely unnecessary beer. I started to think to myself I need some fucking water STAT! My cock was starting to dance around as I couldn't get the memory of my best friend's wife looking back at me while I darted my tongue in and out of her from my mind. Tim looked up and said, "I never fucked her as good as I did that night, and let me tell you, we talk about you a lot my friend." I called the bartender over and ordered us both a shot and a water. It was a riveting conversation and my heart was beating so hard I could feel it pulsating in my cock. I was buzzed and this situation was crazy. He knew more than I would have ever been comfortable saying to him and he seemed to love telling me all the details he knew.

That is when things got even more interesting as Stacey joined us, almost one cue to some extent. She smiled at me and sat next to Tim as he ordered her a drink. She settled in and we exchanged some awkward pleasantries, while I couldn't stop thinking about that red skirt and her amazing ass. It was clearly written all over my face and this caused Stacey to blush and look down into her drink as she adjusted her posture.

Over the next hour or so I learned more about my friend than I may have wanted to know, and had switched to water at this point as I needed to be sure that I could think straight. At some point Stacey got up and excused herself to use the restroom. Tim re-positioned his chair a bit, and moved his jacket to make sure no one took the stool. I took that chance and asked, "man what is going on here, why is she here?" Tim explained that Stacey didn't believe that he would have the balls to tell me that he knew. She said he was going to chicken out and now he can't wait to go home and fuck that doubt out of her. Stacey slid up to the bar between our stools and put her arms around us for a hug. After letting go, Tim slid into the outside seat as Stacey continued to stand next to me; turning her back to me and adjusting the stool to be closer to us both. I quickly pointed out that I am no fool, and I know that she wanted me to check her out and Timmy wanted to watch me as I did it.

We shared a few more laughs and a few more innuendos before cashing out and staying our goodbyes. We walked out the doors and into the parking lot, and as I went to shake Tim's hand, he pulled me in for a hug. I hugged Stacey and she planted a sweet kiss on my cheek. "Get a room you two!", Tim said as he slapped her on the ass and laughed "she's gonna be sucking my cock in about 2 minutes if you want to come sit in the back seat and watch dude!"

"Sounds like a lot of fun for me", I sarcastically said without thinking, and laughed out loud. Without missing a beat Tim said, "Yea, that's true. Well...can I watch her suck your cock instead?"

Cue shit eating grin.