Granted, if she had met Xavier before me they would definitely be together today. Xavier ad i developed a really close bond our freshman year. From school, sports, partying, fighting, dating, spending summers together, you name it. When I started dating my wife she knew she was getting two for one. We rarely went on a date without Xavier or Xavier and a date. When he was on a road trip was about our only solo dates. When i was on a road trip they would go out. It's rare in life to have a friend like him and we try to tell each other all the time. My wife actually set Xavier up with his wife. We spent several years together till careers took us different directions.
Would I allow them to have sex? Probably not. I know my wife would not as long as we are together. Their relationship is almost as close as ours. I mentioned before. They are both touchy, feeley people. My wife's a hugger. She talks to him and is touching. She sits on or by him always touching. If she does not Xavier will ask what's wrong, who do I have to hurt and he's serious. They have always rough housed and wrestled. He has had his hands all over her wearing clothes. I've seen him lift her over his head one hand on her tits other on her crotch. I always looked at it like a cheerleader being lifted and tossed around, never know where his hands will be. His wife has always been good with this as well as me.
As for currently she does not mind one bit if Xavier touches her anywhere. After the pool experience she said, as long as it did not effect their relationship or ours she was absolutely fine. That's what was happening this week. The two of them were discussing and navigating different boundaries naked. It's funny. When I'm talking to them individually the only boundry that I hear is actual penetration. I guess my boundry is the same.
Try to finish Wednesday night.
I was feeling like a referee. When alone with one they asked about the other. After some time, I had to set them down. I admitted not knowing the nude lifestyle. Proper behavior with best friends etc. I said, I would assume you two have discussed all the aspects of nude and relationship. Both really drunk acted like I was scolding them. We have. I said, well I've spent, since a month after dating you watching both of you sit together, on top of each other, wrestling, fighting, laying together sleeping in the same bed and you two can not figure this out. To my wife, has it bothered you ever that he has had his hands all over you when in clothes or pajamas or bikinis in the past. No. Did any part of being naked. No. Did any part of the pool experience. No. Did it change how you feel or any part of your relationship. No. Did any part of all this arouse you sexually. Sometimes. Do you want to have sex with him. No. To Xavier I asked essentially the same questions and got the same answers. I was tired of being the go between and voiced it. I continued my dissertation with. I said, as long as you two are having fun I don't care so stop asking. It was quiet other than my wife's background music. I went inside and made myself a drink. I came out and they were still quiet. I sat down. I raised my drink and said, to the two most important people in the world to me. Cheers. Let's have fun, Xavier leaves Friday.
My wife came and sat in my lap. Pussy directly on my now hardening dick. She gave me a big drunk kiss saying I love you. My dick was pressing aginst her pussy. It was nice and hot but uncomfortable. I said it's uncomfortable and she pressed my face between her tits and got up. Xavier raised his yeti full of wine and repeated me. Cheers. He looked at my wife and said, where's mine. She went to sit on his lap facing him but his dick was hard. She said, as she reached down grasping the head of his dick pulling it away, we will have to move this first and straddled him. His dick against her ass. She hugs him and gives him a kiss saying I love you too. She started to get up and Xavier said, wait that's it. She shoved his face between her tits shaking him. He was smiling big, he hugged her back telling her he loved her.
This broke the ice. They started wrestling, fighting, pushing and all. Yes, Xavier had hands on tits, pussy and ass. Yes. My wife would cheat by grabbing his dick to get the advantage. Yes they loved it. Xavier was perpetually hard. I don't think he ever got past heavy. In the remainder of the night other than afore mentioned touching only two occurrences are worthy of mentioning. We were chatting listing to music. Both were a drunk mess. My wife walked back from inside and sat on Xavier's upper thigh leaning sideways on him. He and I are talking about a mutual friend. He's talking and I'm looking at my wife staring at his hard dick. We continue talking. Soon out of nowhere, my wife says, you know you have some fluid leaking. We stop and look. Her index finger goes to his dick and she rubs her finger up the underside of his dick head to the tip. She stretched the precum a few inches and does it again. Xavier says, yes I know. She wipes her finger on her thigh and said, don't worry I got it. He laughed and thanked her. Before we started she asked, will it get bigger. He said smiling, a little.
She is flat drunk serious. Like something she's always wanted to ask. She said, make it bigger. Smiling looking at me he said, you can. She said, no, you'll shoot on me. He promised he wouldn't. She looked at me and winked saying can I. I said, you two heard me earlier. She wrapped her hand mostly around and she gave him five or six slow strokes and released. She said, you lied. You just wanted me to do that. He said, no it takes a second. She gave him five or six more. She stopped still holding it and said, it's the same size. Xavier started laughing and said, I guess that's it then. She released him and started hitting his chest. We are laughing. He said, well I can say I got a hand job from you now. We are laughing she gets up hitting him then starts laughing.
The second occurrence was late. They stopped drinking and we were waiting till midnight to go to bed. My wife is standing in between Xavier and the fire pit swaying her hips side to side to a song. Xavier is watching her ass. He slouched down in the chair and said, what a view. She leaned forward a little and said, you like that. Xavier said, oh yes. She starts swaying more and leaning further looking over her shoulder. So you want to kiss my ass now. One of her go to statements since knowing Xavier is, kiss my ass. He has done it hundreds of times through clothing always for three seconds. He said you know I will. She stepped back his legs between hers pussy at his knees, still bending and swaying. She has her legs pretty far apart. She reaches back pulling her ass cheeks and said, how about kissing the hole. She's giggling. Xavier is dead serious. You know I will. She backs up. Her pussy is practically in his face. He's smiling. Still holding her cheeks she said, you gotta kiss my ass right on the hole. Xavier puts a hand on each thigh. She's still giggling and said your lips for three seconds. He said are you sure. Time starts when I feel your lips make contact.
He had to lean forward. His face disappeared between her legs. She is still spreading her cheeks and jerks her head looking at me eyes wide. It was more like five seconds till my wife stood up flustered turning facing Xavier who's licking his lips then smiling. I said, now that's gross, you just kissed ass and even licked your lips. Xavier is smiling. My wife is now sitting arms crossed legs crossed. She said, I don't think so. She starts smiling. I ask what. She said, he missed, on purpose. Xavier said, I did not, I did what you said. They argued semantics. Xavier said, I kissed the hole like you said. She's flustered saying the butthole. He said, you said kiss your ass. Then you said kiss the hole. I saw two and had to choose. She was now smiling. I summarized the argument. By the end I learned that Xavier in fact kissed her opening and in the process ran his long tongue the length of her pussy and across her opening as she stood up. She said, well now I can say you gave me head.
That was really it. We went to bed. My wife went straight to sleep. No sex for me. Thursday morning they both woke up late with massive hangovers. No real greeting other than morning. Me on the other hand was bright and chipper. I reminded all that we were going out to eat and then the party starts. I got a less than enthusiastic oks from both.
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