My friends wife

[BigFertileLoad]

Been thinking lately how hot it would be to put a baby in my friends wife. Have any women explored this? Please sir, put a baby inside me?

 

[picknick88]

Been thinking lately how hot it would be to put a baby in my friends wife. Have any women explored this? Please sir, put a baby inside me?

You probably wouldn't think so to look at her. She's not aso-called 'hot wife' or a swinger or anything like that. She's neverbeen a flirt or made a play for men. She doesn't dress provocatively.It was 8 years ago now when my wife had an affair, with a guy who'dbeen lodging with us a while. I call it an “affair”, which Ithink it was to her, an exciting adventure, a bit of romance in herboring life. To him though it was just a casual fuck with a needyhousewife, and she was no more special to him than the other wiveshe had seduced and fucked. What's more it was in-house, on tap, hedidn't have to waste time and money in pubs or clubs, just on anoff-chance


He was a friend of a friend, in need of a place to stay, so Ithought it'd be okay to take him in for a while. The rent woulddefinitely come in handy. I had no thoughts at all about her goingwith him. She didn't even like him that much, not when he first cameto stay. She said he was big-head and sexist and he seemed to likewinding her up on purpose. It got so bad I thought she would ask meto tell him to go. But it never even crossed my mind that he wouldhave designs on her. I guessed I was so used to her that I took her abit for granted and forgot that other men might see her quitedifferently, with a fresh eye, as all woman, a “bit of stuff”, achallenge.



I don't know when it happened exactly, but things changed. Hewas one of those smooth-talking bastards who always seems to gettheir own way with women and once he turned on my wife with the charmand the flattery they stopped bickering. I was relieved that theyseemed to have made peace and she even ended up agreeing to do someof his ironing for him, something she'd absolutely refused to do. Butit seemed her favours didn't end with that and she ended up droppingher knickers for him and it wasn't long before he was fucking her inthe afternoons while I was at work.


In retrospect I realised, there were other changes, smallinsignificant changes, but had I been on the ball I might have seenas signals. Like she usually wore tee shirts or sweat shirts,nothingrevealing, but shr took to wearing shirts, maybe with one or twobuttons undone. Not to flaunt her cleavage but enough to expose herneck and the skin above her where boobs started . She also startedwearing skirts, not short of anything, but enough to show that shehad legs.


My wife tries to make out she is afeminist, but how can you talk about equality when you are on yourhands and knees with your tits dangling and being shafted from behindby a man who has total control over you and isn't going to let upuntil he has put his sperm in your belly. And if it ends up with youhaving his bastard well it's not his problem! None of that looks likeequality to me, but it's the way nature meant it to be...





I think it was my wife arguing with thelodger about feminism that set him a challenge – he decided that hewasn't just going to bandy words with her, he was going to show who'sboss. And in a way he was right. If she was such a feminist then whydid she allow herself to be seduced?





How do I know all this. Well I didn't,not for a while anyway. It had been going on for a couple of weeksbefore I found out, when she blurted it out during a row. I wastotally shocked. She regretted blurting it out and begged me not toconfront him. She said he would probably challenge me. He was not thesort of guy who'd say 'oops, sorry about shagging your wife, I won'tdo it again'. No, he was more likely to threaten me. It could getnasty.





So, reluctantly, I took the cowards wayout and turned a blind eye, hoping that it would fizzle out of itsown accord when he got bored. Once he was satisfied. He;d set himselfa challenge and won her over, proved to himself that feminism reallyis bullshit and that 90% of housewives are really gagging for it.





I often masturbate when looking at thefull frontal nude picture of her. It's because she's not looking atme but looking at her lover She is excited. It has always fascinatedher that by stripping naked a woman has such power over a man, thatshe can make his penis erect, that she can make him want her. Shethinks it is great that a woman has that power, to make almost anyman want to fuck her. But she also knows that her power won't work onthe same man too many times and once he has fucked her a few times hewill simply walk away, possibly leaving her with a fat belly and abastard





So that's the situation we lived withfor a while. It wasn't as if my wife ever flaunted it in my face andwhatever happened between them happened during the day, theafternoons, probably, when I was at work and out of the way. Sittingin the office at work, I would sometimes allow myself to think ofwhat was happening back at home. It wasn't him fucking her that arosethe feelings of jealousy, it was imagining them nude together, mywife walking about in her bra and panties, casually half-undressed,or floating about in just a shirt, exposing her belly and pubes, andI imagined bursting in and telling them to stop, but then seeing himthere with his slowly subsiding erection, I would see that it wasalready too late, that he had already put his warm sperm deep insideher belly and she just lay there with her legs open, as if she wasshowing off the fact that another man had had her.





That's how I imagined it.





Then, a few weeks later, I had anothershock. It seemed that my wife had told him about her 'confession' andhe wasn't happy at all. It was one thing fucking another man's wife,but did she have to go and blab!





It all came out when he invited me outfor a drink one evening, which was unusual because e had neverreally socialised before. He seemed nervous, ill at ease, and it wasquite a shock when he suddenly launched into a big apology. He saidhe knew that my wife had confessed to their affair – and he wasmortified. He hadn't expected her to go that far. But he was honest,I'll give him that. He wasn't going to be a hypocrite and didn't wantto apologise for having sex with her. He said any man would have. Shemay not have been his type, he said, yet there was something abouther which had fascinated him – a mix of inexperience and innocence,yet still she had made it obvious that she wanted to be fucked byhim. And who was he too refuse if a woman offered herself. He'd knownthe first time he saw her naked that it would be good. So no, herwasn't going to actually apologise for doing what any man and womando, but at the same time he had some old-fashioned ideas aboutpropriety and doing the right thing, and shagging a man's wife wasone thing, but not if he knew about it, that wasn't right at all.





He said he had been offered anotherjob, and was hoping to move out within a couple of weeks. He would beout of our hair then, and maybe my wife and I would get back to somesort of normal married life. Before he went, he did warn me though,to keep an eye on her. She wasn't a bad looker and if he had wantedto fuck her then he wasn't the only guy by any means who'd bed hergiven the chance, and she had clearly shown her willingness to bebedded by another man