Russell Told Bob and I Was Bob's

I got hit on by several of the husbands of the couples we were friends with. I knew their wives. Gene knew them and their wives. But that did not stop them from flirting with me and making sexual innuendoes during idle chat at parties and other places.

The first time it happened was at the house of a couple we knew.

It was a July 4th party. Their house had a pool in the backyard, and they were grilling hamburgers and hotdogs. They provided the food, and the invited couples were asked to bring their fav beverage. Gene and I brought our small ice chest with beer. I have always liked beer. Gene told me that was one of the things he liked about me when we first me - I loved drinking beer. LOL.

This couple also invited several other couples that we also knew or were familiar with.

This was in the late 1990s. I was 38 and you know from my older nude pics I had a nice body. I wore a one-piece bathing suit. I WAS NOT going to wear a bikini. That would have been a bit over the top. There was one wife there and I could not stand her. She was wearing a very, very revealing bikini. She was out of place, an I thought... you bitch. What the fuck is wrong with you.

Gene was talking with some of the other husbands, and I was standing by the pool watching our two kids playing. I had my fav beer in my hand. The husband (Bob) of the couple who hosted the party came up to me. We started chatting about the party, the weather, our neighborhood and so on. Just idle chat.

After a few minutes, he shifted the convo from idle chat to me and said, "Damn girl, you look awesome in that bathing suit." That threw me off balance just a bit. Then he looked down at my feet and commented on the pretty shade of red I had on my toes and laughingly said he has a foot fetish. I laughed and said you should not be looking down there. He laughed back. Both of those comments caught me off guard and I just said thank you for the kind words. He walked off and continued to mingle with the other party goers.

Fast forward to another pool party at their house at the end of the summer on Labor Day Weekend.

Same deal -- they provided the food, and we brought our fav beverage.

Again, it was a nice warm day, being in South Texas. Gene was chatting with his buddies, and I was sitting at one of the tables around the pool just watching things.

Bob came up to me again! He sat down in the other chair, and we chatted about the weather, our summer vacays and so on. I could see he was checking me out. He did not make any comments about my toes, boobs, or bathing suit but he was eyeballing those parts of my body.

He asked me "Didn't you work at the phone company? I replied that yes, I did and resigned about five years ago. He said, "One of my good friends (Russell) worked there for a while in the call center." I was shocked. He asked me if I knew Russell and I said yes. Russell was the guy I had the yearlong affair with!!! I almost lost my composure but did not say anything one way or the other.

The conversation continued and he mentioned there was a new coffee shop in town and asked if I would like to meet him, alone, for coffee. I was stunned.

I knew where he was going with the discussion. His friend (my former lover) probably had told him about my affair. Bob wanted some of my pussy, but I had no desire to start an affair with him.

I ended the conversation and said something about having to head back to the house. I stood up excused myself and walked over to Gene and said, "Let's go." Gene seemed surprised but he was ready to go.

A couple of weeks later, Bob called me during the day. I could tell he was at work and once again, he asked about meeting for coffee. I have no idea why I said what I said next, but I agreed. My plan was to go just this one time, have him get the coffee conversation out of his system and it would be the end of it.

The day came and I put on a nice sundress and sandals. He was already there when I arrived, and he stood up and hugged me. The coffee was great, and the conversation went very well. We talked about our kids; local politics and the hour went by quickly.

He then shifted the conversation and mentioned Russell (his friend who was the guy I had the affair with).

He asked if I knew him, and I said yes and smiled. He said his friend had told him "Alane and I worked together, and that she is an awesome person. He told Bob that we met up for lunch several times a week" and I nodded my head and said yes that was true.

Bob then took the conversation a slightly different direction.

He said, "Russell told me that you carried on a very long affair with him."

I could feel my face turning red and I had a hard time getting the words out and said yes.

Bob asked me "Does Gene know you had the affair" and I said no. That was true as I did not confess the affair to Gene until about four years ago (although Gene had suspected it).

I did not like where the conversation was going and said that I had an appointment. Bob nodded his head, and I got up and left.

I got in the car and about fainted dead away. I thought "Damn... my neighbor knows and who the hell else did Russell tell?"

A few weeks went by, and I was still stunned and unnerved about the conversation.

I called Bob and asked if we could meet for coffee, and he said yes.

Once again, I dressed nicely. After we ordered our coffee, I went into the details. It was there that I shared all the details about the affair with Russell, Gene's travels and my lack of being sexually satisfied. Bob appreciated the additional context and apologized for being so forward about the conversation at the coffee shop. Bob thanked me for the details and said I can understand why you sought pleasure outside your marriage; you are a stunningly beautiful and sexy woman.

I asked him if he knew whether Russell had told other people about bedding me and Bob said "Yes, he did." My heart sunk. I thought "My friends will think I am the town whore." That explained some of the looks I got from friends and acquaintances after I ended the affair with Russell.

A few days later Bob called me and asked me out to coffee again. I agreed.

Not sure why as I had an idea as to where this was going. At the coffee shop, it was his turn to confess. He told me he and his wife had not engaged in sex for several months due to painful sex (on her part) and that he could only satisfy himself through masturbation. He smiled and said he thinks of me when he jacks off. I smiled back and thought it a bit weird but also thought he is giving me a compliment after all. We continued to chat about various things but did not return to discussions about sex.

I did not hear anything from him for a couple of weeks which I thought was odd. Then, in the middle of the next week, he called and invited me over to his house for coffee in the afternoon. He and his wife lived around the corner from us, so I walked over as the weather was nice.

He greeted me at the door, gave me a big hug. I asked him where his wife was, and she was out of town visiting her parents for the week. The kids were in school of course.

He offered me a drink and I accepted. We sat in the kitchen, and he asked about the affair with Russell and I hared more detail. I told him why I started the affair with Russell. I was very candid and explained it was because Gene was not taking care of me as he was tired on the weekends from his business travel.

Bob said Russell had shared that with him and I took that as a sign that I did not need to go into further detail. It was then that I went into my detail on my college years -- Little Sis in a fraternity, sleeping around with lots of guys and so on. He shared that he had been a player in college. Bob is quite handsome, blond hair and very good physique. Also, he is tall -- 6'4".

He excused himself and returned just wearing a housecoat. OMG. We sat and continued to drink, and he asked if I wanted to see the house. He showed me around and when we got to the master bedroom.

I noticed the bed was open and sheets pulled back and then he dropped his housecoat!

He was nude and was erect!

His cock was average thickness but long -- probably 7-8" with a very large head. I just stood there and looked at him... speechless and getting turned on.

His balls and cock were shaved. I tried my best to stop looking but here I was -- standing next to a naked man who was obviously turned on.

The kids were in school. Gene was at work. I thought... what the fuck.

I started getting out of my clothes and was nude in no time at all. He laid me on the bed and the foreplay began.

I sucked his cock and brought him to an orgasm and swallowed his cum. He cried out and moaned and said his wife does not suck or swallow!

I laid on my back with legs open and he brought me a nice orgasm with oral and then mounted me and fucked me.

Goddamn I thought as he went balls deep in me and I could feel his balls on my ass. I came a second time as he pumped on me and cried out.

When he withdrew, I could feel his cum leaking down my ass.

I got up to use the bathroom and pee. When I returned, he was sitting on the bed (nude) and I sat next to him. I thanked him for the sex, and he said I was the best he had ever experienced. I did not have a panty liner and used bathroom tissue to line my panties; I did my best to fix my hair and walked home.

I showered and cleaned up and not long afterwards the kids came home from school and Gene returned from work.

Bob and I repeated the sex session a couple of weeks later and that was the end of it.

A couple of years later he and his wife divorced, and Gene said it was because he was running around on his wife. Supposedly he screwed lots of women. And I was just another on his list. When I confessed my work affair to Gene about four years ago, I told him about the sex with Bob. Surprisingly, he was not upset nor judgmental. I was thankful for that response.

Russell told Bob and I was Bob's for two fuck sessions.