by J D Anders
Seduced by His Army Buddy
By JD Anders
Copyright 2015 by JD Anders
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Chapter 1
The Buddy
My husband Mark was in the Army along with best friend Troy. He had been at home for six months, but his friend Troy had been away for almost two years. Then one day he called and told me that Troy would be staying with us for a while when he returned. I wasn’t happy about it, but Troy’s girlfriend had moved in with another man while he was away. Now he needed a place to stay.
I had never expected that Troy would show up a new man and would make me feel the way he did. What happened was the most shameful and erotic experience of my life. I still think about it and it still gets me wet followed by feelings of guilt. It’s complicated, but what I let my husband’s friend do to my body was something that I would never take back.
I was on the phone with my best friend Melissa. We were talking about her latest dating tragedy. I was laying on my bed in nothing but a tank top and my panties. My long dark hair was down to my waist and I always wore lots of dark eyeliner and mascara on my blue eyes. No one was ever in this section of the house so I always left the door wide open. I felt someone come into my door and I looked up. In my open doorway a man stood in a crisp and pressed blue and white uniform.
I sat up quickly and covered my panties with a pillow, “Um, hello? Who the fuck are you?”
He laughed. It only made me angrier.
“You always weren’t very smart were you?” he said.
I knew immediately. It was Troy. I couldn’t believe my eyes though. He was no longer the lanky man that I knew. He was a tall and robust man. I snapped out of the thoughts I was having and narrowed my eyes at him. I grabbed my pillow and threw it at him.
“Get out of here! I’m busy!”
“Is that how you greet your husband’s best friend after two years?”
“Melissa, I’ll call you back,” I said and hung up the phone. I stood up from my bed and walked slowly over to him. I didn’t know why but half way to him I became aroused. I realized that I was in my panties with no bra under my tight tank top. I wondered if my nipples were hard but I was too afraid to look down.
“Welcome back Troy,” I said as I hugged him. His arms went around me and one hand went on the small of my back. It was low and his fingers were on my bare skin right above my panty line. It felt good. His hand was warm and it lingered. His scent was intoxicating like a man that had been out in the wilderness or seen a thing or two of the world. When I pulled away he had a strange look in his large blue eyes. I had seen it before on my husband right before we would fuck.
“Thanks Jennifer,” he said.
“Where’s Mark?” I asked.
“Why don’t you put some pants on? He’s parking the car and I don’t think he would be happy to see you before me like this.” he said.
I rolled my eyes and then shut the door. I called Melissa back. She immediately asked me what’s going on. I told her that my annoying older husband’s friend was staying with us.
“How does he look?” she asked.
“Good, I didn’t even recognize him. He looks like a man in the army,” I said.
“Hot,” Melissa said. “Hook me up with him.”
I laughed, “Maybe, I got to go to dinner.” I hung up the phone and realized I felt a tinge of jealousy after she had said that. I did not want him hooking up with Melissa.
I got dressed and went out to the kitchen. My husband and Troy were in the kitchen chatting away and being loud. I just sat back and listened. When no one was looking at me I let my eyes rove over his body. I felt ashamed but I couldn’t stop. That night I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned. Mark was fast asleep and I got up and went to my door. I was going to go into his room. I stopped myself. I went to my bed and touched myself until I came. Then and only then could I sleep. The next day was Sunday and we always did chores on Sundays. I usually did laundry, and my husband would cut the grass. Mark insisted that we take the day off to celebrate Troy’s return home. However, Troy insisted he wanted to do chores and he would cut the grass for Mark. He wanted to pull his weight around the house. I rolled my eyes, I felt like he just wanted me to do laundry, the jerk.
I went about doing laundry. I heard the mower turn on. I went to the window and my mouth dropped open. Troy was not wearing a shirt and wore tight blue jeans. I could see his large bulge right through his pants. His blonde hair was cut very close and his blue eyes were covered with aviator glasses. His toned and strong back was tan and smooth. His strong arms were flexed as he pushed the mower. I couldn’t stand it anymore. He was so hot. He was like a stranger to me. I wanted him. I wanted him to fuck me. He turned in my direction and I shifted my gaze. I pretended to be getting a glass of water. I ran upstairs and touched myself again. I imagined that his mouth was on my pussy and I came in seconds. I pulled my yellow skirt back down and fixed my hair. Then I went back downstairs.
I walked into the laundry room to drop in some clothes. I placed the clothes in and started the washing machine. When I heard a deep voice say, “Do you have a lot of dirty laundry?”
I turned to see Troy standing there, staring at me. His eyes lingered on my body trailing his gaze from my feet up to my face. It took me a few seconds to answer because his presence stunned me. I finally said, “Yes.”
After I answered he moved in closer, and I instantly took a few steps back. Suddenly I was as far back as I could go against the machine. He put only a few inches between us and looked down at me. His large blue eyes locked with mine. He pushed the hair out of my face and trailed his hand down my face and said, “I saw you watching me. You liked watching me didn’t you? Did you go touch yourself after you watched me?”
My eyes widened and my mouth opened a little. I had not expected him to be so forward, but of course he would be this confident. He was cocky. He was commanding and he was playing his part well. He stood before me with his bare chest close to me. What didn’t he have to be confident about? I thought. I finally just nodded my head, yes, in response to his question.
“Where’s Mark?” I whispered.
“He went into town to get charcoal and steaks. He wants to barbecue,” he said.
The back of his hand went down my face, down my neck and onto my heaving cleavage. I couldn’t believe it; he was touching the top of my breasts. I looked down at his hand on my breasts and then looked up at him with lust in my eyes. He just grinned at me; he knew what he was doing. I opened my mouth to talk.
“Shhh…”he said. He put his hands on my hips and picked me up and propped me on the washer. The vibrations shot up through my body and I was instantly aroused. Troy reached down and pulled my skirt up and opened my thighs. He fingered the fabric of my panties and pushed them to one side. He brought his face down between my legs and licked my slick cleft. I gasped. He licked up and down like licking the frosting off a piece of cake. At first I was in shock. I was so sensitive from having touched myself only minutes before.
“You’re so wet. Is that for me? Do I make you wet? I know I fucking do. You want this. You want me to lick you like this. Stick my tongue in your pussy,” he said between licks.
I leaned back on my hands and lifted one
foot on the machine spreading myself open for him. He was right. I wanted this. It didn’t take long before I was whispering, I’m cumming, Troy!” It was the most intense explosive orgasm. I thought I would faint. Troy stood up and looked at me. His hand rubbed on his cock in front of me.
Then I heard a female voice say, “Jennifer?”
I quickly jumped off the washer and came out of the laundry room to find my friend Melissa looking for me. “I’m right here.”
Melissa looked at me, reached out her hand and said, “I have to show you this text that asshole sent me.”
She grabbed my hand and led me into my bedroom, but not before looking over my shoulder to see Troy leaning against the door looking at me holding his bulge in his hand.
In my room Melissa went on and on about her ex-boyfriend showing me messages on her phone. I pretended to listen.
I was feeling completely in lust with my husband’s friend. He was everything I wanted to experience. He was confident, demanding, and knew how to please a woman in ways that before I could only imagine. I wanted to finish what we started. It was all I could think of.
“Jennifer, you’re not listening to me,” Melissa said.
“Oh, sorry,” I said.
“What is it? Is your husband’s friend annoying you again? Just tell him to fuck off,” she said.
“Actually…can you keep a secret?” I asked.
“You know I can. We’ve been friends for years,” she said.
“I’ve been having thoughts about him. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t stop,” I said biting my lower lip. I didn’t want to tell her the truth just yet. Just a little bit because I was bursting at the seams.
“Jennifer, you dirty whore,” she laughed. Then she continued. “Well thoughts are one thing. Fantasy is okay, but I would say don’t do anything beyond that. Lust is a powerful thing, but you shouldn’t do anything like that. Imagine if your husband found out? He would freak and get a divorce,” she laughed.
“You’re right. It’s just fantasy,” I said brushing it off. “Now show me those messages again.”
Chapter 2
Secrecy
A few hours later I was having barbecued steaks with my husband and Troy. I couldn’t even make eye contact with him. I felt so ashamed by what happened in the laundry room. My husband had no idea. After dinner we watched a movie in the dark entertainment room. Troy and I shared a love seat. Mark sat on the other side of the room. Troy had his arm resting on the back of the couch. Halfway through the movie my husband fell asleep on the couch. I felt Troy’s hand slide off the back of the couch and down my back. I moved forward just a bit to allow it. He slid it down and down until his hand was scooped under my ass. His long fingers found my pussy. I heard a little sigh come from him as he realized I wasn’t wearing panties under my dress. I opened my legs a little. His fingers moved inside me. I rocked forward and back just a little enjoying the sensations that went through me. I put my hand under the blanket and put my hand on his thigh. It slowly went up until I found his bulge. His cock was massive. It was thick and hard. I wanted to see it.
He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Go to my room, now.”
His voice was stern and commanding. I got up from the couch and obeyed. I looked over at Mark who sound asleep.
I went to his room and waited. A few minutes later he walked in dressed in full uniform. I gasped at the sight of him. It was so hot. He closed and locked the door behind him. He stood before me in his uniform that fit tightly against his strong body. I was alone with a confident and cocky soldier, who happened to be my husband’s best friend. Looking the way he did he had every right to be cocky. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted him to take command like he would on a battlefield, and I wanted him to devour me. It felt dirty and shameful, but I knew there was no turning back.
Troy walked over to me like he had before putting only a few inches between our bodies. “Jennifer, I’m going to have my way with you and you’re going to like it. I’m going to fuck you now and whenever I want too. Do you understand?”
I swallowed hard and said nothing.
“Do, you, understand?” he said in so sternly it scared me.
“Yes, I understand,” I said.
He moved to me and pressed his mouth hard against mine. His tongue moved in my mouth. My hands had a mind of their own as they reached up and touched his chest. I wanted to feel the stiffness of his uniform. I had been daydreaming about it since the moment I saw him. It was thick but I could feel his hard chest under it. I could feel his hard cock on my thigh. He trailed kisses down my neck and then slowly licked me from the base of my neck up to my ear.
His breathing was growing heavy then he said, “You’re a sexy woman Jennifer. I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time. I always wanted to touch you, but all I could do was tease you.”
“Can I put my fat cock in your pussy? Slide it in and out?” he asked between kisses. I couldn’t open my eyes and my voice was barely a whisper as I simply said, “Yes.”
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. I looked at it and put it in my hand. It was long and thick and perfectly pink. It was so hard and moved my hand up and down it. He groaned in response. He grabbed me and turned me over and pushed me against the wall.
He placed the tip inside of his cock inside me and then pushed it in slowly. His manhood filled me. His thick member moved in and out of me fast. The danger of knowing we could get caught only put me on the brink of another orgasm sooner.
“I love being inside you. You feel so good,” Troy whispered in my ear. He grabbed my waist and held me tight as he thrust himself harder and faster inside me. I couldn’t handle it anymore and I exploded into an orgasm again. I moaned loudly and he put his hand on my mouth.
“Shut up. We’ll get caught. Shut the fuck up,” he whispered in my ear.
I released and my juices flowed all over his cock. He moved inside me so easily. It felt so good I had a hard time staying quiet. I moaned through his hand.
He pulled his cock out of me and then turned me toward him.
“Take your clothes off. Now,” he whispered.
I did as he said. I tore off my dress and panties and stood before him naked.
“Fuck Jennifer,” he said then continued. “Get on the bed on all fours with your ass in the air. I’m going to put my cock in your ass and you’re going to like it,” he said.
I did as he said. I crawled on the bed and got on all fours and put my ass in the air and then I looked at him.
Then he began to disrobe. First the white belt came off. He laid it ceremoniously on the chair. Then he unbuttoned the large gold buttons that went down the middle of the dark blue coat. He took it off and laid it too gently on the chair. It was as though it was of great importance that he took care of it. Next came off the shiny black patent leather shoes and socks. Then the blue pants and boxer shorts and undershirt. Now he stood before me completely naked. I gasped at the sight of him. His six-pack abdomen was tight and smooth, his legs were strong and hard with thick thighs. His arms were well built, but not too big.
“You’re beautiful,” I said in a whisper. He looked at me with a grin and said, “I know.” He walked over to me slowly and climbed on the bed and got behind me. He pushed his cock inside my ass and then grabbed onto my hips. He slowly pushed himself inside. I could hear him restraining himself to keep quiet. I buried my head in the pillow and bit down on it. I loved feeling his strong hands on my hips and his cock buried deep. The fact that he was my husband’s friend made me so hot. I wanted to shout but I couldn’t. He reached his hand around and put his finger on my clit. I moaned into the pillow. I was going to explode again. I needed to stay quiet. Then I heard Troy grunting louder, he was close too.
I felt the warm oozing of his hot cum shoot inside me. This man did whatever he wanted, including his best friend’s wife.
He collapsed on top of me and I laid out flat on the bed. He stayed inside me for a minute and then he p
ulled out. He quietly got a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Then he slowly and quietly opened the door and peeked out, he turned back to me and said, “Never lock this fucking door.”
Then he disappeared into the hallway. A few minutes later I heard the shower running. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I felt sinful and excited at the same time. I had just done the worst thing a wife could do and under my husband’s roof, while he was only feet away. I tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep that night. I was filled with guilt and desire.
I finally fell asleep. When I woke up. I was naked in my bed and sticky with Troy’s cum all over me. I quickly jumped up and changed the sheets. I stuffed them in the bottom of the hamper. I slipped on a robe and went to the living room. Mark was still asleep on the couch. I sighed in relief and went to the bathroom. I took a long hot shower. Then I got dressed and went to the kitchen. Troy was sitting in the kitchen while my husband made breakfast.
“Well it’s about time sleepy head,” my husband said. Then he rattled on and on as he always did while he cooked. Which was perfect because he didn’t see the looks that Troy and I were exchanging. That was until he said something that caught both of our attention.
“Did Troy tell you he’s being transferred to a new base so he won’t be staying with us as long as I thought?”
We both looked at each other. This meant so much. It was dangerous. It was trouble, and yet I felt really excited about it.
“No, he did not. We haven’t really had a chance to talk,” I said.
“That is true. You two should go do something together today after lunch. Jennifer maybe take him to the pool? You and Melissa go almost every day and it’s so hot today,” he said. “I have to go to my mother’s house and she is not a fan of Troy.”
“I think that’s a great idea, husband,” I said. “We can pick up Melissa on the way,” I said.
“Melissa is a hot girl Troy. You never know you two might hit it off,” my husband said.
