What A Deal - S01 E03

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What A Deal - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

Over the next week, I heard Cindy talking to Diane on the phone quite often. When the next Tuesday rolled around, I was in for a bigger surprise.

I came in to find the two of them already on the couch with at least a couple of drinks in them. They were giggling like schoolgirls.

"Hey, honey!" Cindy turned towards me. "I hear from Diane that you kissed her when you took her home last week." I stared at her, shocked that Diane had told her, although I wondered how much. I was also shocked that Cindy, already having known the story, would bring it up seconds after I got home. "She says she felt it all the way down to... Ouch!"

Diane punched her on the shoulder before she could finish that Diane was blushing furiously and trying to look hurt, but instead started grinning and almost laughing. "Don't tell him what I said!" I know I was definitely wondering what she said!

"What?" Cindy feigned innocence. Then she looked over at me. "Honey, why don't you go change."

I could tell when she didn't want me around and I wasn't going to argue. I beat it upstairs to the bedroom.

A couple of minutes later, Cindy came in and flopped down on the bed. "I'm a little drunk."

"I can tell. Where's Diane?"

"Oh. I told her to go home and put on her sexiest night outfit" She slurred just a little.

I stared at her. "And why would you do that?"

"Well. Look. We've been married for 20 years. We have a great marriage and we love each other. We have a really good sex life and we've never cheated on each other. At times we talked about doing something wild and crazy, but we could never quite bring ourselves to do it. So here it is. Diane and I talked after you came upstairs. She hasn't had sex in 6 months, except for that little friend that I loaned her, so I want you to go over there and fuck her."

I stared at Cindy. "Who are you and what have you done with my wife?"

She laughed. "Okay, so maybe it's a bit of a surprise, but I really feel sorry for her. She said some things last week that were self- destructive and it scared me. I want to give her this gift. Don't you think she's sexy enough that you want to fuck her?"

I was still trying to get over the shock. "Ummm. Of course she's sexy enough that I'd fuck her, but honey... we're talking about a major step here."

"I know, know. It's one of those that you can't take back once it's done. But, please, will you do this for me and especially for Diane?"

I smiled. She was begging me to fuck her friend. Amazing. If I didn't have a good marriage I might have fucked her last week, but now she's giving me permission and asking me to do so. I leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. "Yes, dear, if you really want me to I'll fuck your friend Diane. You know I'd do anything for you."

She looked at me closely and gave me a mock punch. "Okay. Don't lay it on too thick. This is a onetime offer and don't you go getting any Ideas!"

"Okay, okay. You know love you and I understand what you mean. Should I go over there now or wait a little longer."

"No. Go now. If you don't go now, I may change my mind and attack you myself."

"Okay." I got up and went downstairs. I was almost hard just thinking about what was going to happen. I hadn't had any new pussy in 20 years... well, 21 when you consider the dating and engagement. Suddenly, I got worried. What if I was like a teenager again and went off as soon as she starting touching me? Or what if I couldn't get it up out of guilt? Oh, fuck.. the things that could go wrong!

I got to Diane's house and rang the doorbell. She opened the door a crack and peeked out and then swung it open for me to get in while staying hidden behind the door. She closed the door and I looked at her. She was wearing a see-thru baby-doll nightie and panties. Her tits and nipples were partially visible even in the little bit of light in the hallway. Her legs looked fantastic, but I couldn't quite make out her pussy. Her hair was down and looked like she had just brushed it. Her lips were covered in bright red lipstick.

When I looked back up at her face she grinned and blushed like she was 16.

I stepped up to her and kissed her hard. I held her body against me and felt the wonderful smooth curves of Diane. We kissed and ran our hands over each other for a few minutes until I eventually pulled back.