Tension with best friends wife

We hang out regularly as couples. My friend and I were glad my partner got along with his when they met. Me and Heather had always been close, and the three of us shared a lot of our lives together. We had been friends since the end of high school, and plenty of the normal youthful teasing, streaking, and flashing had happened.

They had hit the point there was an obvious lack of excitement in the bedroom. My friend is a bit larger downstairs than I am, but also a lot more vanilla. He talks a massive game, but in reality I shtick is having a big dick.

She and I had vented about sex, missed.fantasies, and shared feelings. It was so nice having somone I felt safe talking to about those things that was also of the opposite sex. It helped that she was.my type. 5'7", d cup breasts, with more of a curvy Holly ball build.

It was at a house party. James (Heather's hubby) was getting wasted as usual. My partner was fairly drunk as well. Heather and I spent most of the time talking, but slowly testing the waters.

We had been doing that more recently. I had given her back and leg rubs. She cuddled up to me during a movie night. She fell asleep with her head on my lap. It felt like we were just slowly seeing if it would be welcomed...but wanting more.

Being around her I could feel my heart beat just a little faster. My mind would race finding ways to get into situations that could turn sexual, or at least present an opportunity.

It was a hot day, and the ac in the house was about right. Most people had left, but James and my partner were committed to drinking the day away, and at some point both decided naps were in order. James in the hammock outside, and mine in the bedroom.

"Something more comfortable and a movie?" She asked. She was wearing a nice outfit, but not great for lounging. She asked for a pair of my gym shorts. I decided a tank top and shorts were the way to go as well.

I remembered the movie night, and decided it was deffinately too hot to wear underwear with my shorts. When I came out she slipped into the shorts, I turned my back. She said done and as I turned around I saw her standing in under wear "nothing more showing than a suit" she said. "Maybe I like those on you too." I was just hard enough she could see the outline of my head rising, and we tossed on a movie. I think it was whatever was reccomended.

She cuddled up to me saying it was cold, and we used a blanket to cover up a bit. Her hand landed on my inner thigh. I could feel every heartbeat as my dick grew, soon I could swear she had to be able to feel it.

As the movie went on my mind raced. How do I progress this, but innocently. I offered a back rub, and she happily accepted. She immediately removed her bra saying it always comes off anyways. I could see the outline of her breast in her tank top. I wanted them so badly. I wanted her in a way I haven't felt since then.

As I started to rub, I knew I was throbbing hard. She said she wanted back under the covers and placed her head on my lap. I was partially covered, and so was she.

As I rubbed, I slowly started making longer and longer strokes from her shoulders down, and spine out. I felt what I knew was the bottom of her breast on my finger "You're getting closer."

I immediately felt myself throb, she had to mean I could go farther. I realized her head was on my lap. I adjusted so it wasn't held down, and let it rise just enough she could notice if she would know. She adjusted her head back, and it rose a little more than I intended.

She didn't react, or say anything. Her ear was more on my lap, my hard cock had to be eye level, and there is no way she couldn't feel it. I felt her hand slowly land inside my thigh.

As I worked slowly, bravely rubbing her she slowly shifted her hand. With one final brave brushstroke of my ha d I felt her nipple. I lightly caressed it, and then grabbed her breast firmly.

As I had worked up her hand had moved. There were minutes where I could feel the presence, but not touch of her hand on my tip. Finally, I felt a finger touch me, then a hand. She was using my precum as lube to play with the head. She asked if I was ok doing this, and I noted. I asked the same and she responded with an affirming stroke.

Just as she was touching the top of my shorts we heard James stumble into the house. He made for the bathroom quickly, and announced he needed a ride home.

She and I froze knowing we were caught until we realized he didn't pay any attention to us. We quicky fixed ourselves. She drove him home in those shorts. To this day he thinks they are a pair of his, I'm glad we are the same size.