Dani , my best friend 's wife .

Dani lightly tanned skin, lovely eyes, guitar body, the most perfect work of nature, breasts perfectly modeled yes silicone and with a lot of pride, waist? What waist ? There was no minimum requirement for belly smooth, it wasn't knitted, just plain, perfect. If perfection was the waist what to say about her butt, not too big nor small, large and round, an attractive buttocks sculptural. Black hair and straight up to the back. I liked to massage especially thighs that were turned. All this accompanied by a great sympathy, always with a smile on his face, never exaggerated always measured. He liked to wear short and tight clothes. There were no flaws, in fact there was one. She was the wife of Paulo, my best friend ...
The two had been dating for five years, recently married. In the first year of our relationship I was a loyal friend, never looked at his ass if he wanted to, imagining anything was imagining something with your own mother. Because Paul was extremely jealous and their friendship has always meant so much to me. Friends since early childhood, we grew up together, know each other's story. If you needed Paul there to help me and vice versa. friends that only have one in life. But he had to marry Dani.
No one ever understood what she saw in him, a chubby little boy and an already-announced baldness. I know as a friend that he's got the biggest jaw of all time, is very talkative, beats anyone at chatter, besides working from early age, works hard, earns well, is amongst the best at his craft. And this was something Dani probably gained by being used to gym pitbulls where there are extra muscles and less head chitchat, which is how she would call our conversations when we gathered together for class. We loved thinking ourselves intellectuals when we were younger. I never understood how she could be so beautiful and cool, not meddling or criticizing but just praising. She was able to inflate her ego like no one else. This woman doesn't exist I thought. Yes it does, my friend's wife.
It was a Saturday morning, Paul and I had arranged to run. That wasn't normal, we decided to run after Paul discovered that he has high cholesterol, medical recommendations, take walks whenever possible. So there I go as agreed pass at the apartment of Paulo to pick him up. Arriving there I was attended by Dani who invited me to climb. Entering his apartment, Paul already dressed in clothes ready for work out, spoke on the phone with a very worried tone.
I asked Dani.
- Looks like the hike's gonna be postponed, he just got a call from his company. Something serious seems to have happened.
After waiting some time for him to speak on the phone, he with a serious expression said:
As soon as he told me the news, I was dressed and ready for our walk.
When I heard those words, I realized that Dani was wearing leggings and tops and sneakers. She would be with us until then. I couldn't believe it; her own girlfriend trusted me.
- That Gordo (We had this mania to offend each other, a pleasure of our friendship), let's next time we all go together.
So he insisted, saying that he trusted me and her, even jokingly said if you can't trust your girlfriend or best friend then life is meaningless.
So Dani and I went to the park, with a moral mission of doing nothing but walking. But already on our way there was this strange feeling that we'd never been alone together before. We talked for awhile, but at some point it got out of hand, then a whirlwind of thoughts invaded my mind: her perfume intoxicated the car; just being by myself with her made me crazy. Wondering if maybe she had thought about something like that too. Then getting rid of that idea in my head.
Arriving at the park we went to stretch, the weather was already normal again, talking with Dani was easy and pleasant. At a certain moment there she was stretching herself out in a position where it seemed like pushing something, one leg extended, and the front flexioned. She looked down with her eyes closed. As instinct I looked at his butt, finally could freely look at her without having Paul's recriminating glance. What an ass! Shit of pants lease me these trousers, fuck look how big her panties are! Little panty tucked up on the tail, well-mannered girl does not wear those underpants. The top was well glued, it gave perfect shape to her breasts. What a whore! Then I looked at the different form of this woman. Whenever there was an opportunity I would look at that body. During the walk everyone stared at her, such beauty amazed everybody, she didn't care seemed already accustomed to such situation. I felt myself in Paul's skin, how difficult it was to walk beside that woman, even though my feeling wasn't a pinch of jealousy, after all many did not respect the fact of being next to him, they were looking shamelessly at his body. After we walked, we sat down to rest on the grass, I sat opposite him. She put her feet at the level of her butt with bent legs and crossed her arms at knee height, a position that revealed her buttocks, it drove me crazy, I had to look at her crack so she didn't notice, she talked to me and looked into my eyes, whenever she turned away tried looking between her legs, this gave me an excitement mixed with fear. At one point as if suspecting my intentions she closed her eyes sighing, commented how good was contact with nature. As she was with closed eyes, I looked dry between her legs. There was a certain volume with a crack in the middle, it was his fleshy bouquet, the trousers were extremely tight, they marked his bouquet perfectly. That image hypnotized me, for a fraction of a thousandth she opened her eyes and turned my gaze away; She saw me looking between her feet. Then she unfurled her feathers slightly and began to look at me less and more on the sides giving me more gaps so that I could see this wonderful crease, I did not believe what was happening, would she be flirting with me? My dick was hard, the mere sight of her bucket volume on my trousers made me that way.
She then got up to continue our walk. I didn't want to show that she was hard-on the wife of my best friend. He said we should rest a little longer, wanted to buy time. She insisted and started pulling me by the arms, did not resist much more, it was getting boring since he kept on dragging me and I resisted. So I stood up. She stopped talking and looked at my stick, which was hard as rock, making an outrageous volume over my shorts. After a few seconds that lasted for centuries. She pretended nothing had happened. And began walking. I just kind of stood there with no idea what to say or do.
She asked with the utmost naturalness, as if nothing had happened.
After this event, whenever I could look at her body and admire it, taking care that neither she nor Paulo noticed, I punched like crazy thinking about Dani. She seemed to provoke me, made poses urging me even more but never looking into my eyes, always leaving the doubt whether he did so for provocation or out of pure innocence, those positions were not normal, dropping something then turning his ass towards me and making a pose. Always with small clothes and clinging to your body We never comment on the incident in the park
Years after they got married, I was best man at their wedding. During that time I had several girlfriends but always ended up comparing them to Dani. No one ever drove me as crazy as she did.
On an extended vacation we all went to Paul's new beach house, there were other guests besides me. After a walk on the beach with the right to dive into the sea and enjoy Dani's ass in sunglasses I took a bath to take off the salt from my body. Arriving at the entrance of the bathroom I came across Dani who had just taken a shower, the smell of shampoo with her wet hair image, her jeans shorty left me speechless, for some seconds I looked at her, she laughed: "All right?" asked with a smile on her lips, knew that it was nice and made me crazy. Still not quite sure what was real, I replied: "A bath to relax is all well and good".
- Yeah, in this heat it's great to take a cold shower.
I walked into the bathroom, still with that image in my head, crazier than ever before. And then I saw something that made me drop all of my clothes and towel on the floor, went into a state of shock. It was Dani's bikini she had forgotten in the toilet. So I carefully put her panties back together, which she wore all morning, sunbathed with it, didn't go in the water causing its scent to seep through her underwear, punched out smelly handkerchiefs and licked her underpants, rolled them up against the stick and enjoyed myself very much. I was so horny that after the shower when I saw her panties again, I couldn't stand it and hit another fist, wrapping his underwear on my dick leaving all messed up.
They're still complaining about women, I forgot something in there.
I sweated cold, she'd grab her bikini all riled up, thought of a thousand things but couldn't say anything just walked out leaving it standing at the bathroom door.
I went into the living room next to the kitchen, they were having lunch and it was full of people. Instinctively I just sat down on the couch - seriously! I started thinking about what would happen if she caused a scandal? Would she tell Paul? I began mourning her loss as my friend. How could I have done something stupid like that? In the middle of my thoughts Dani appeared, naturally joking with everyone else in the house as though nothing had happened. I looked at her curiously but never once did she look at me. That's when I realized something that drove me crazy, she was wearing the same bikini again where I used to punch. The same mocked-up bikini. She had a thong tied around her waist but it was tied in such a way so you could see one part of her from underneath. It really was the bikinis.
I walked up to her and said in a mean voice:
- Did you find your bikini?
She looked at me smiling, but stopped laughing the moment she heard my words.
I was flying too high, my fall was as big... joy and excitement were replaced by doubt.
It was early in the morning and I couldn't sleep, so I kept thinking about all these different possibilities of what had happened. She avoided me for the rest of that day. So I got up to get a glass of water. And as I walked past their room, there were moans -- it was Dani's groanings.
I woke up late, everyone had already gone to the beach, walked through an empty house confused and very horny at the same time. Thought about her bikini how it smelled, needed to feel again that feeling of being able to touch even one intimate piece from this woman went into his room for sure there would be something satisfying me came in as carefully as possible adrenaline a thousand looked at the wardrobe was probably your underwear when halfway i saw someone on the bed is Dani sleeping he couldn't believe what I was seeing She'd probably been up all night and she was tired, so I approached with the utmost caution. And there she lay on her stomach showing off that round butt wearing an extremely tight pajama set with a light fabric marking its little underpants. It was perfect as I always dreamed. I got closer, tried to suck her pussy but its position didn't help then saw his cock it was pink the ass of a princess i started sucking his arse and stuck two fingers in the vagina and noticed that she was completely wet did she wake up? my penis pulsating with so much excitement i took out my penis and put it into this pussy at first there were light movements until animal instinct began talking louder i couldn't hold on and started pumping hard in this pussy no one could sleep but had no reaction from her i was pretending I ate with pleasure. That vision of that perfect butt and strong punches did not last long and enjoyed inside her pussy. I turned forward without the slightest care, without worrying whether she was really asleep or not. I tore off her upper part and saw those perfect breasts jumping, the beak was hard and her vagina dripped from so much desire. I took out the bottom part left over. My cock was already hard again. I gave her a tongue bath, and for quite some time sucked on her pussy. She started biting at my lips without opening her eyes to show that she was really pretending, so I put her legs over my shoulders and ruthlessly pushed my dick into her pussy; then she let out a small groan which made me eat the woman like an animal. So I started fucking her from behind again, and for a long time I fucked that hot one, grabbed hold of her hair tightly and pulled as if on horseback. Whispering dirty words in her ear. Telling off all those years of suppressed hard-on while making love to my best friend's wife. She didn't show any reaction; she was still pretending to be sleeping because maybe this is the way she found it in her conscience to betray her husband. I was greeted by her lips reaching for mine, still couldn't believe what had happened so she hears a noise of people in the kitchen and staff has arrived.
- I loved it.
I went to my room, lay down and lost track of how long it took me there thinking about Dani... how hot she was, how soft her skin.
I got up and went to the staff, they were all in the room, Dani was there too, smiling more than ever.
"Did you sleep well?" asked Dani with a smile on her face.
Yeah, I've never slept so well in my life.
I've never slept so well in my life!
I continued to make out with Dani during our stay at the beach, always pretending she was asleep.
Years have passed and I still keep in touch with both of them, even letting Paulo eat my current girlfriend as a way to ease the guilt but that's another story...