Twenty-one-year old sexy Britney and her boyfriend come over to play cards with a married couple. Opportunities arise and are taken advantage of by two of the four.
Do you remember the character “Marsha” from the old Brady Bunch show? Well, that’s what Britney looks like. Only 21, she was a smart and hard-working spitfire who had joined my company recently.
Being 40 and a married man, I had no designs on flirting with her. She came to me eager to learn about the business, and I taught her all that I knew. She absorbed it quickly and was already in line for a small raise based on her productivity. We got along well on a personal level also and enjoyed talking about our lives over lunch every day.
Soon Britney and I began to hang out all of the time. Meeting before work for coffee, enjoying lunch, and always walking to our cars together after work. Of course, this led to some office rumors, but there was nothing going on between us. As a matter of fact, Britney and her boyfriend David had invited my wife and me to their apartment complex for a swim in the pool, and all four of us had hit it off.
David was an avid sports nut like myself, and Britney and my wife Sharon both were into the scrap-booking craze. So despite the age difference, we all became fast friends.
I think that day was the first time I had sexual thoughts about Britney. Seeing her in her yellow two-piece suit, I was taken by her breasts. They aren’t huge by any means, but on her tiny frame, they seemed that way. Then a few days later as we were leaving work, she gave me a tight hug goodbye, pressing her tits into my chest. I was keenly aware of her lingering embrace, but I awkwardly broke it before my dick started to swell.
The following weekends were spent at each other’s place, alternately going to their place for a swim and dinner and ours for dinner and cards.
Last Saturday while in the water alone with Britney, she had swum over to me and playfully splashed me. I reached over to tickle her and instead grabbed her right breast. She grinned at me and swam away, leaving me red-faced and hard.
We had some wine later and went back to the pool for some moonlit swimming. David dozed in his chair and my wife joined Britney and me in the water. Soon the splashing started again, and I was outnumbered. I tried my best to ward off the two of them but was growing tired of the game. Sensing this, they both stopped and we all stood together closely and just talked quietly for a while about where to go for dinner later.
I felt Britney’s hand on my thigh as she tried to get my attention… David was snoring loudly and we all laughed at his snorts. Her hand lingered on my thigh, and then slowly slid towards my cock. My wife could not see this as the water was chest high and it was dark.
Britney gave my crotch a quick squeeze and then swam over to the ladder. I was shocked at what she had just done, but also pleased. Thinking it was just the wine and her being playful, I tried not to think it could be anything else.
Back to work…
So the following week at work, Britney was her usual self, and neither of us mentioned the cock grabbing. Then on Saturday, she arrived with David to play cards at our house. We all drank way too much, and my wife became slightly ill so I laid her on the sofa. David and Britney sat on the love seat, and I relaxed in my recliner. Britney asked if I was up for a dance, and I agreed. I put on some soft music and looked at my wife for approval, but she was fast asleep. So, we slow danced for a few minutes and I looked over at David to see if he was ready to cut in.
But he too was now sleeping, so I looked at Britney and smiled and kept dancing. At some point, our bodies moved closer, and I could feel her breasts squeezing against my chest. I pulled her a little tighter against me to gauge her reaction, which was to increase her hold on me.
My cock was now hard and pressing against her belly, trapped between us. She began to grind her hips slowly into me, and a soft moan escaped her lips as I kissed her lightly on the neck.
Banging sexy Britney…
I took a step back, pulling her with me onto the recliner. Our mouths met and our tongues explored as I lifted her skirt. She was not wearing panties, and I quickly fished my cock out of my shorts and sat back while she lowered herself onto it. Her pussy was wet and hot, but so wonderfully tight. I felt myself shudder as inch by inch I entered this beautiful girl.
We were as quiet as possible, but when I came in her a few minutes later I could not help but grunt out loud from the sheer force of it. Britney and I then snuck out to my shed in the back yard for another quickie before returning to the house. She woke David and they left shortly after. My wife never did wake up, even when I carried her to bed.
Britney and I are now lovers on a regular basis, although we both still love our partners very much. It’s really just a strong physical thing that we have, and it likely won’t last long.
But I’m 40 years old and I’m banging Britney…
Who cares how long it lasts…
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