The Scent of Trouble

Fuck, he smells so fucking hot! Those were the words that started this whole story.

I should have known my husband, Adam, wouldn't take that comment well, especially because it was about James, one of the older guys who's part of our riding group. He's 48 and in decent shape for his age. He's the silent panty dropper type. You know the one: one minute you're talking and the next thing your panties are on the ground.

The first thing I noticed when I met him was his scent. It's hard to explain. It's the kind of scent that gave you tingles in your belly and, when you were in the right mood, went straight to your pussy. He wears these riding hoodies that the girls in the group would ask to borrow when it was cold, little did he know we only wanted them so we could inhale the scent left behind on the fabric.

As for me, my name is Amy. I'm a 30-year-old accountant, married to the love of my life, Adam, who's 33 and a builder. Adam is in better shape than James, with a tighter midriff and a dry sense of humour. In our spare time, we like to ride our motorcycles, it's one of things that brought Adam and I together... And the only guy I have had eat my ass, to say that I love that would be an understatement. Adam could tongue my chocolate starfish all night with nothing else, and I would still wake up happy.

We ride with a small group of friends. There's Amanda (20) and her husband, Cal (22), the babies of the group; Aaron (40) and his wife, Tracey (43); and then James. He's married too, but his wife doesn't like motorcycles, so she never joins us for rides. She's always happy to host a BBQ, though.

James's wife, Lucy, was a gorgeous little Japanese Australian mix, tight little ass and perky c cup tits. She worked as an air hostess for one of the major commercial airlines, Lucy had made it clear that she hates motorbikes and that she would be happy if James gave up riding altogether. Unfortunately for her, riding was a major part of his life.

Adam and I were out shopping for his upcoming birthday. We'd just entered the men's fragrance section of the department store when I had a great idea! I would try get Adam the same fragrance that James wears. The major issue at the time was I didn't know what scent that was. The only way to find out was to ask James.

This is where I may have fucked up. I blurted out, "Call James and see what he wears, because he smells so fucking hot!" I even pretended to buckle at the knees as I said it. A total overreaction and completely insensitive to how Adam must have felt.

As I regained my composure and realised what I'd just said, I started to feel like a complete asshole. Adam's expression told me everything I needed to know how that made him feel. Before I could say anything, he was already demanding an explanation on why the fuck I would say that.

We Stood there looking at fragrances behind the glass windows for what felt like 20 minutes. "It was more like 5 minutes" and not talking to each other. I was slowly walking around and not exactly sure what I was looking for, when Adam walked over and tapped me on the shoulder.

"Hey, grab someone and ask them for Boss Absolu," he said, looking me dead in the eyes with a half cheeky smirk on his face.

"How do you know it's Absolu?" I asked with a cheeky grin.

"Because I sent him a message and asked." He spat back at me.

"I'm going to go find someone to help," I said in defeat, and not wanting to argue any longer.

I managed to find a young girl named Lilly,

"I would love to help you find what you're looking for," she said with an overly excited tone in her voice.

She led us over to a section in the corner and pulled out a small brown bottle. She explained that these fragrances smell different on everyone because we all have our own unique pheromones. As she sprayed it onto the card and the scent hit my nose, I could tell it was the one James wore. It smelled slightly different, but it was definitely the same fragrance.

"Lilly, can we spray some on Adam to see if we like it?" I asked with a small smile.

"Great idea! The scent is slightly different on everyone due to our natural pheromones," Lilly announced in a professional tone.

To my disappointment, it didn't smell anywhere near as good on Adam as it did on James. I made a big deal about how good he smelled, probably overreacting a little to mask my disappointing attempt to flatter my husband. I felt I may have hurt his feelings in doing so.

We ended up not buying anything and headed back to the car to drive home. The 35-minute trip felt like six hours as I tried to figure out what to say, but nothing came to mind that could make the situation any better. When we pulled into the driveway, I put my hand on Adam's arm. He looked at me, and I apologised, telling him I shouldn't have said what I did. I didn't want to see him hurting over something I'd said.

Adam explained that he understood, as he'd heard the other girls talking about how good he smelled. He wasn't sure whether it was Amanda or Tracey he'd heard say, "He smells so good, I'd drop to my knees and blow him." That statement shocked me. I'd never had that conversation with either of them before, but it was definitely something I was going to have to change.

The day went on, and Adam didn't mention it again, but his words kept swirling around in my mind. I'd masturbated while thinking about James in the past and had some pretty powerful orgasms, so the thought that I might not be the only one caught me off guard. Knowing the other girls were thinking the same thing made me even hornier than usual. It also dawned on me that I didn't think about anyone else in our group that way. Just James! I spent the rest of the day feeling horny from all the thoughts running through my mind.

All I could think about was James slamming his cock down my throat while holding a handful of my hair, my pussy started throbbing, begging me to touch her. Lying in bed Later that night dressed in some sexy lingerie. As Adam rounded the corner to the bedroom, his eyes met mine before darting to the sheer red panties I was wearing. At first, he played hard to get, lying in bed facing away from me. I rolled over and put my arm around him, my skin feeling like it was on fire as I touched him.

"You ok baby?" I asked with a pouty tone.

His response wasn't what I expected.

He asked me outright, "Do you feel the same way Amanda and Tracey do?"

The question floored me. I asked him to clarify what he meant.

"That conversation between Amanda and Tracey about giving James a blowjob. Is that something you think about doing with him?"

"Is that what has you so worked up?" I asked in the same pouty voice.

"It's healthy to admire and fantasise about other people. I'm sure you've thought about other women while getting yourself off, and I don't care," I said in a softer tone.

"It's natural, and it certainly helps add some spice in the bedroom. Don't you think?" I asked.

"It's just a bit of fun," I said patting him on the belly before rolling onto my side facing away from him. I lay there for about five minutes before I felt him hug me from behind.

It was 2:30 in the morning when I woke up with my pussy tingling, that wasn't unusual for me when I hadn't had sex for a while. It had been about a week, since I had been taken advantage of, I was yearning for it, this time was a little different. I'd had a pretty vivid dream about James. It wasn't even a sexual dream, yet when I woke up, my panties were soaked.

I rolled onto my side to face Adam and gave him a nudge on the shoulder to see if he'd wake up. When that didn't work, I tried a few short, sharp pushes, but I still couldn't wake him.

Horny and frustrated, I tried to compose myself and lay back down, hoping to distract myself. Nothing worked. Before I knew it, my hand had slipped into my wet panties and was heading straight for my swollen clit. It felt so good that I gasped. The thrill of having Adam lying right beside me while I touched myself made me even hotter. Thoughts of being fucked raced through my mind, and my fantasies became more and more depraved.

What if I was being fucked with Adam asleep right beside me? That was enough to push me over the edge. My whole body was shaking, the orgasm hit me like a Mack truck,

"Oh my fucking God," I said through gritted teeth.

I was still hoping Adam would wake up and join in. Unfortunately, no such luck as wave after wave hit my pussy like lightning bolts. I was in a trance before finally catching my breath, my knees flopping to the sides and my legs shaking with ecstasy.

It was Saturday morning when a message came through on our girls' group chat. Amanda was asking if Tracey and I wanted to join her for a morning ride to grab a coffee. This wasn't unusual, as most of the boys worked on Saturday mornings. We decided to meet up and ride to a café on the mountain, about an hour away.

We arrived there at about 8:30 am, ordered our coffees and sat at a table in the corner. We were all talking shit when I brought up that Adam had overheard one of them saying they wanted to give James a blowjob. Tracey burst out laughing and pointed at herself, admitting she was the one he'd overheard. Tracey explained that she and Aaron used it as a fantasy quite often. She would stroke his cock and whisper dirty shit in his ear. She'd say things like, if he thought James would like her stroking his cock like this and whether he'd want to watch her do it. She said he'd get so worked up it would only take him a few minutes to blow his baby juice in her hand. Tracey kept talking dirty to Aaron even after he came.

As she explained it, I wondered if it might be something Adam could get into. Aaron loved watching her rub up against James when we'd all be out together, with their hugs lasting a little longer than they probably should and brushing up against him as she would walk past.

You might be wondering why she's okay with doing this to James, even though he is married. Well, it's pretty well known that James and his wife don't have sex anymore. They had a child and lost that connection.

As I was about to find out, we all felt the same way. The only difference was that Amanda hadn't told Cal how she felt or tried to turn it into something they could explore together. But she admitted that she found James very sexy and often thought about him while playing with herself.

While riding home, I tried to think of a way to bring Adam into my fantasy. I wanted to be fucked while talking dirty to him, and I knew I had to come up with a plan.

The following Friday, I'd finished work at around 3 pm. As I was getting ready to jump in the shower, my phone started ringing. When I picked it up, Adam's name was on the screen.

"Hey, babe." Adam was breathing heavily and sounded upset.

"Are you all good? You sound upset," I asked.

He muttered, "James has been hit by a car on the freeway while coming home from work."

James commuted on his bike every day. I immediately started crying thinking the worst.

"No, he isn't dead, but he's in hospital. I'm on my way there now."

"Okay, I'll meet you there," I said, while crying into the phone

As Adam hung up, I burst into tears covering my eyes with my hands. On the way to the hospital, I got a call from Tracey. She said when she arrived, Aaron, Cal, Tracy and James's wife Lucy were already there and James was pretty banged up but still conscious. I was crying as I tried to ask what she meant by 'banged up'. She told me he had gravel rash and possibly a broken arm.

"Okay, I'm close. I'll see you soon," I said, trying to hold back my tears.

I rushed into the hospital waiting room, where everyone was sitting. Lucy, James's wife, was clearly upset and being comforted by Tracey and Amanda. Adam was nowhere to be seen. Tracey was the first to notice me, and I could tell she'd been crying too. As I asked where Adam was, Lucy explained that he was in the room with James and that they were only allowing one person in at a time. Lucy had already been in there with James, but she'd been able to see his injuries while the nurses cleaned him up.

I messaged Adam to let him know I was in the waiting room and asked him to come out and tell me what was going on. A short while later, I saw him walk through a big white door. He looked upset and explained that they were taking James for scans and X-rays.

Lucy left the hospital to pick up their son and get some clothes for James, as the paramedics had cut all his clothes off in the ambulance. It felt like forever waiting for James to come back from his scans, I ended up falling asleep in the waiting room.

Eventually, I was awoken when a nurse started telling us about what was happing with James.

"Okay, he's being moved to a ward. We want to monitor him for the next 24 hours," she said.

"He has a dislocated shoulder and four broken ribs, but everything else is intact. There's quite a bit of gravel rash on his right side, and it would've been a lot worse if he hadn't been wearing the proper motorcycle gear. It'll be about 15 to 20 minutes before he's settled into the ward, and then you can all go in and see him. Just keep in mind that they'll be cleaning and dressing his gravel rash he will also need to be dressed in a gown before he's ready for visitors," the nurse explained.

Why am I telling you this part of the story? Because this is where you see just how much of a Gooner I really am. All I could think about when the nurse told us that was that James would be naked. Once I knew he was okay, my mind went straight back to nasty thoughts.

"maybe I can blow him in the hospital bed," I thought to myself.

I wasn't exactly proud of myself. As we all headed into the room, the nurses were just finishing dressing the wound on his hip. I was trying to shake the dirty thoughts from mind, and then as we entered the room his arse was completely on display for about 15 seconds before the nurse covered him up.

I Just kept thinking about James being naked right in front of me, and the fact that I couldn't see any more of him, I wanted to get a better look at the package between his legs. James was slurring his words because of all the drugs he'd been given. Adam decided to call it a night and head home. I told Lucy we could look after their son for the night while she stayed at the hospital with James. On the way back to the car, Adam held up a bag and explained that it contained James's gear, which the paramedics had cut off him. I knew there'd be tears when James saw his jacket cut in half.

A few days later, Adam and I decided to visit James to see how he was doing. When we arrived, Cal and Aaron were already there. As I went inside to talk to James, Cal, Aaron and Adam all headed outside. They were gone for a few minutes, and I could see them talking on the front deck. It looked more like they were whispering, and they were giggling like schoolgirls. I quietly made my way towards the door to listen in. All I heard was, 'Man, did you see the size of that? The dude is packing heat!' It took me a second to catch on, but when I realised what they were talking about, I immediately got excited.

That night in bed, I wanted to bring up what I'd overheard them saying, but I didn't want to let on that I had a crush on James or risk being accused of it again. Rolling onto my side and moving closer to Adam, I began running my fingers over his chest, unsure how to bring up what was on my mind,

"What were you guys talking about on the deck? I heard you whispering and laughing. What was so funny?" I asked.

"Nothing, just bantering," he replied.

"I heard you say something about James. You can tell me,"

I pressed, gently pushing for an answer. He took a deep breath as I slowly ran my hand down his chest to his growing cock,

"Come on you can tell me I won't say anything to anyone, I whispered" as I gently wrapped my hand around his now fully erect cock!

He started to stutter, struggling to find the right words.

"Aaron made a comment about James's penis," he admitted.

"And what exactly did he say? I asked."

probing for more information He lifted his head from the pillow, looked at me, and asked,

"Do you really want to know about his penis?"

"Do you want me to know? I asked,"

Unsure of what else to say, my hand was sliding up and down his very hard cock that seemed to get harder when I asked that question, Aaron asked if I saw it too when they were rolling him over you guys were behind us so you wouldn't have noticed

"And did you see it?"

"Yes, he answered."

"What did you see?" I asked, moving my hand faster. He started breathing heavier.

"Why do you want to know?" he asked.

I think you like me asking. You're getting excited. Feel how hard you are, I teased.

"You have precum dripping down your cock," I whispered as I scooped some up with my finger and licked it off.

Lowering my hand to stroke him again, I kissed his neck. His penis is thick, that's what I saw, he admitted.

"How thick? With a soft breath I whispered in his ear."

"A... About as thick as a deodorant can, and that was when he was soft."

"How long was it? I Continued whispering in his ear," unsure if the question was asking too much.

I didn't care anymore. My desire had taken over, and I was just going with it.

About the same length as mine,

Adam admitted. He was seven inches, but of average thickness.

"So, a little thicker than yours?"

"No, easily double."

I moaned softly in his ear. "Would you like to see my little hand wrapped around something like that, stroking it?"

As my hand slid up shaft to his enlarged glands, he erupted, shooting cum across his belly and chest. Shifting my panties aside, I lifted myself up and positioned my knees on either side of his head, I put my hand on the wall to steady myself as I lowered my wanting clit down on his warm wet tongue. He wrapped his lips around my swollen clit and started shaking his head from side to side like it was a dog's chew toy.

"I heard him mutter, 'Fuck, I've never seen you this wet.'" I looked down and I noticed my juices covering his face.

I turned my head to look at his cock as he continued his assault on my wanting pussy. I noticed his cock hardening again, this has never happened before, I thought. Shifting into the sixty-nine position, I slurped his cock into my mouth, and he was fully hard again almost instantly. My mouth began watering in anticipation of his cum shooting down my throat. As quickly as it started it ended, I felt his cock swell between my lips and his sticky seed fill my mouth. I rolled off him, as we both tried to catch our breath as we slowly drifted off to sleep.

It was Saturday morning. As I woke up, I started thinking about the intense passion of the night before. Noticing Adam wasn't in bed, panic began to set in. Had I pushed things too far? Was he angry with me? My mind was racing, causing my heart to pound against my chest.

I jumped out of bed and hurried out of the bedroom, only to be greeted by the smell of bacon and eggs. I looked over and saw Adam in the kitchen, cooking breakfast.

Unsure how he was feeling, I walked over and wrapped my arms around him from behind and pressing my breasts into the small of his back. To my surprise, he turned towards me smiling.

"Good morning, sleepyhead."

"I thought we could use a recovery breakfast after last night, he said with a little laugh."

"I smiled, relieved, but still felt the need to apologise."

"I'm sorry if I went too far or hurt your feelings last night.

"Not at all, babe. That was the best foreplay we've ever had. You were like a different woman, much more confident and adventurous. I really enjoyed it."

I relaxed a little, but there was still something I needed to ask.

"What about all the talk, you know, James being the centre of our dirty talk?"

"I'm going to be honest, he said."

"At first, I felt jealous and a little threatened. But I was also really turned on by the fantasy and how you whispered it in my ear, I could see goosebumps forming on his arms as he spoke. I'm still processing those feelings, but I'd love to keep the dirty talk going. If it ever becomes too much for me, I'll let you know."

He held out his hand with a grin.

"Deal?"

I laughed, took his hand, and shook it.

"Deal!"

The day went along without incident until around 5 p. m., when James called.

"Hey, guys! How's things?"

"Great mate! What's happening?'

"Adam, I've got a favour to ask."

"Sure, mate. What's up?"

"Lucy is going away for work for a few days, and I need some help changing the dressings on my back and hip. My ribs are still tender, and I can't twist my body."

"Mate, I love you with all my heart, but I'm not about to see you naked and start touching you. How about I send Amanda over to help you?"

"Dude, are you kidding me? You're going to send your wife over to look after a naked guy?"

"Mate, it's that or my mum. She'd love to get you naked! Adam joked."

We all burst out laughing, until we heard James let out a little groan of pain.

"I'm happy to come and help you, James. I called out. Just don't get any ideas or flash your junk at me. I'm only there to change your dressings!" I called out.

That set us all off laughing again.

"Okay, I accept. Thank you."

"What time should I head over?" I Asked.

"You can head over anytime," James replied. "Lucy is leaving tonight, and her mum is taking Locky for a few days."

Oh, it'll just be Amy coming over, mate. I've got a few things to take care of, but don't worry. You'll be well looked after," Adam chimed in.

"Ummm, okay. See you then, Amy." James sounded confused at Adam's comment.

As Adam hung up the phone, I turned to him in complete shock.

"I can't believe you said that. Are you sure you're okay with this? He'll be naked while I'm changing his dressings. I'm bound to see things. Can you handle that?"

"Isn't that something you wanted?" he asked. "I mean, we can go over together if you're not comfortable with it. I just thought you might prefer it that way." Adam backtracked, sensing she might have changed her mind.

Before I could answer, Adam made his feelings clear. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me onto his lap, his fingers slowly traced down my spine and over my toned ass. 2 of his fingers found their way into the side of my soaked panties and forced into my wanting love pit.

"Fuck, you're wet," he murmured while hammering his fingers in my pussy as deep as he could reach.

"Slow down baby," I whispered, wanting to savour the moment.

Leaning close to his ear, I teased, "Maybe James will want me to give him a handjob. He hasn't been able to take care of himself, and we know Lucy won't be there. Should I offer to help him out?" His fingers got more aggressive with my pussy, the wetness down the cleft of my ass.

Adam groaned, as his excitement grew, I could feel his hard cock pushing into my back.

"Should I offer him a blowjob?" I whispered. "Do you think his cock would look good stretching my pretty little pussy lips?" I growled as the passion grew in me.

I felt his fingers slide out of me; he freed his manhood and with one quick push his cock replaced them.

His reaction told me just how much he liked the dirty talk, his paws ravishing my juicy tits. The excitement was too much for him and with a final hard thrust, I felt his cock swell inside my wanting snatch and cum shot into my cervix. forcing my own Orgasm to hit my pussy. When we finally caught our breath, I was still straddling his lap, leaning into his ear, you liked that did you? You dirty boy. I asked. Keeping up with the dirty talk as I felt his cock soften and fall out of me.

"What should I wear? I asked," passion still evident in my voice. "No bra or panties? Do you want me to flirt with him?" I said, while grinding my naked wet pussy on his cock.

Adam looked at me, his expression leaving little doubt about his answer.

Yes, I want you to flirt with him. Wear something revealing so he can admire your sexy tits and ass.

His words sent another wave of excitement through me. I couldn't believe how much things had changed between us in such a short time. What had started as a jealous reaction to a passing comment had turned into a fantasy we were both willing to explore.

And now, I was about to find out just how far we were prepared to take it.

The next morning, I woke up early. I needed a shower to calm my nerves and clear my head.

The warm water hit my skin as I leaned one hand against the wall, letting it run over my face. Lost in thought, I found myself asking the same questions over and over.

"Is this the right thing to do?"

"Is this something we both really want?"

I hadn't seen Adam that morning. He'd gotten up early and gone for a run, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I needed to confirm he was still okay with all of this, I thought to myself.

Snapping out of my daze, I started soaping myself up, knowing I needed to shave and get ready for the day ahead. Part of me wondered whether James might "accidentally" brush against my tits or my sexy, toned ass while I was helping him change his dressings. The thought made my nerves flutter in the pit of my belly.

As I washed and shaved, I became aware of how sensitive my pussy felt. Even the slightest touch made me twitch. Looking down, I was surprised how swollen my clit was, so large she was sticking out of her hood.

Well, that's a first, I thought to myself. I normally have to pull my hood back to see her!

I tried to focus on finishing my shower, but my thoughts kept drifting back to what lay ahead. The anticipation was overwhelming, and before I could collect myself, the sensation of the warm water and my own touch made me buckle at the knees with the most intense Orgasm I ever had, luckily, I was in the shower, my pussy squirted her juice like a waterfall. Another first! I chuckled.

I stood there for a moment, catching my breath, wondering how on earth I was going to keep my composure when I saw James later that day.

I was in the bedroom, trying to figure out what to wear, when I heard Adam come through the front door.

"I'm in the bedroom, babe! I called out."

He walked in and kissed me on the cheek." What are you doing?" Adam asked.

"I'm trying to find something to wear. Did you want to help me?" I asked, giving him a cheeky grin.

Without hesitation, he walked into the wardrobe and grabbed my booty gym shorts. I rarely wore them because they barely covered my Ass.

He handed them to me with a knowing smile.

"These Lycra pants are James's weakness. He fucking loves them. And don't wear any panties," Adam added.

I looked at him, trying to read his expression.

"We're really going through with this, then? I asked."

Adam turned to face me.

"If you're still comfortable with it, then yes."

"Are you okay with it too? I asked."

His answer came in the form of his hard cock pushing into my belly.

"Does this answer the question? He asked."

"Already excited, are you?" I teased with a grin.

I gave his cock a quick squeeze and smiled. All right, let's get me ready. Save that for when I get home, I added cheekily, pointing to his erect member.

I decided to wear my sports crop top. I normally wore a baggy shirt over it because my large boobs spilled over the top, leaving very little to the imagination. If James said anything, I could always use the excuse that I was heading to the gym afterwards.

It was almost time to leave when Adam finally got a good look at what top I was wearing. He stood there like a stone statue, his jaw practically hitting the floor.

"Too much? I asked, grinning."

"Oh, babe, you look so fucking sexy," Adam managed to get out.

I smiled, but there was still one thing I needed to be sure about.

"Are you absolutely sure this is something we both want?" I asked.

"Fuck yes!" he exclaimed. "If James doesn't try to cop a feel, I'll be seriously disappointed in his manhood and might have to assume he's gay!" he joked, laughing.

I laughed along with him, but I still had one more question. Taking a breath, I looked him in the eyes.

"What's the stopping point? What would be too far?"

"I think I'm okay with almost anything, except sex. Everything else is up to what you're comfortable with. I just want to hear all the details afterwards." Adam said, exaggerating the last part for emphasis.

Okay, no sex. That's the hard line. Got it, I agreed.

The time had finally come to leave. Surprisingly, I wasn't feeling nervous anymore. If anything, the anticipation had taken over, and I could feel just how excited I was about the afternoon ahead. My booty shorts already wet, I'm such a slut, I thought. That making me tingle even worse than I was before I got out of bed.

I gave Adam one last kiss before heading out the door. Part of me expected him to change his mind at the last second, but instead, he gave me a playful slap on the backside.

"Have fun!" he called out with a grin.

I shook my head, laughing as I walked to the car. Whatever happened that afternoon, one thing was certain: things between Adam and me were never going to be quite the same again.

I arrived at James's place right on time. As I approached the door, my phone pinged with a message from him.

The code to get in is 4216#. I'm just getting out of the shower.

My stomach fluttered as I read the message. I could feel my heart racing, and my breathing became shallow. I felt like a schoolboy about to premature ejaculate, my panties already wet and my knees a little weak.

I entered the house using the code I was given, and James called out that he was in the bedroom. As I rounded the corner, I found him standing there wearing nothing but a towel, his bare chest exposed and his skin still slightly damp.

"Sorry, Amy, he said. I couldn't dry my back properly."

For a moment, I was completely lost for words. Seeing him standing there in just a towel left me speechless.

Eventually, I managed to stammer, "That's all good. I'll help you get sorted."

That was when he finally took a proper look at my outfit.

"Holy fuck! Wait, did I just say that out loud?" he asked, looking surprised at himself.

"Yes, you did! I giggled."

"That's one way to compliment a woman." I added with a cheeky smile.

"Does Adam know you're dressed like that?" James asked, a hint of concern in his voice for his mate.

"Yes. He even smacked my arse on the way out the door." I explained.

James looked at me, and I caught a flicker of desire in his eyes. I made no attempt to cover myself up. Instead, I stood there confidently, allowing him to take in the outfit Adam had helped me choose.

"Would you like a spin?" I asked, snapping him out of his trance.

Before he could answer, I was already turning slowly. I paused for a few seconds with my back to him before turning around to face him again.

"Well, now that's out of the way, let's get you sorted," I said with a grin.

I noticed he looked a little groggy.

"You're still on the pain medication, aren't you?" I asked, bringing him back to the moment again.

"Oh, umm, yes, he replied with a little laugh. They make you a bit drowsy."

"Okay, so what do you need me to do?" I asked, deliberately adding a playful note to my voice, although he didn't seem to pick up on the innuendo.

"I managed to get the dressing off my thigh, but I couldn't do anything about the ones on my back, as you can see," he explained.

I looked down and noticed the dressing on his left hip, with another extending around towards his cute tushy beneath the edge of his towel.

I took a breath and focused on the task at hand.

"Okay, lie down on the bed and move the towel out of the way so I can remove the old dressings, clean the wounds and put fresh ones on," I instructed.

Suddenly, the situation felt a lot more real. I was here to help James's recover, but I couldn't deny that the anticipation of being alone with him was making it difficult to keep my thoughts from wandering.

I could see the hesitation on James's face. After all, I was his best mate's wife, and he clearly wasn't sure how comfortable he should be with the situation.

"Don't worry, I won't say a word to anyone. And if it makes you feel better, I could take my shorts off so we're even," I offered with a cheeky smile.

He laughed and rolled onto his stomach, allowing the towel to loosen around him. It was still covering his backside, so I stepped forward to move it out of the way. The towel was tucked in at the front, and without really thinking, I reached underneath him to untuck it. As I did, the back of my hand brushed against his cock. It was only a brief touch, but it was enough to make me even more flustered.

Sorry, I said, trying to sound casual. But I do need to get this towel out of the way.

I untucked it and carefully moved the towel aside, leaving his backside exposed. The reality of the situation hit me immediately. My heart raced, and all I could think was that James was completely naked in front of me.

I turned my attention to the dressings, trying to settle my nerves so I wouldn't hurt him while removing them.

Oh, fuck, I muttered as I uncovered the wounds. You poor thing. Let Amy take care of you, I added, trying to keep my tone playful and alluring.

I finished replacing the dressings on his back, knowing there was still one on the front of his thigh to attend to. I was nervous about how to approach it, especially because at this point my panties were flooded.

"Okay, roll over, and I'll take care of the one on your thigh," I said.

He lifted his head.

"Oh, umm, I can do that one myself," he replied.

"I'm already here, so I may as well finish the job. That way, you'll be all sorted, I said. Besides, it's not the first time I've seen a cock," I said dramatically.

"I don't think Adam would want you looking at my cock, as you call it," he said with a nervous chuckle.

"Adam wants me to help you. That's why I'm here, I replied." letting a hint of playfulness creep into my voice.

"Umm, I'm not sure he would," James insisted.

That gave me an idea. It seemed his biggest concern was what Adam might think, rather than him on full display.

"Okay, I'll call him right now," I said firmly.

Before James could object, I had my phone in my hand. Adam answered almost immediately.

"Hey, babe, he said."

"Hey, Adam. James is being difficult and won't let me finish changing his dressings. He thinks I shouldn't see him naked, so he won't let me help with the dressing on the front."

James looked stunned that I was discussing the situation so openly with Adam on the phone.

"Put me on speaker, Adam said."

I did as he asked.

"Hey, James. Just let her take care of you. She's seen plenty of cock in her time," Adam joked. That wasn't exactly true; I'd only seen three in real life.

"Don't be shy. Let her look after you. I'm fine with it."

"Thanks, babe," I replied before ending the call.

James was still lying on his stomach when I moved beside him.

"Come on, let me help you roll over," I said like he had no choice in the matter.

After a moment's hesitation, James finally gave in and began turning onto his back.

As he did, I caught my first proper glimpse of his beautiful cock, and for a moment, I completely forgot what I was supposed to be doing. My eyes widened, my jaw dropped, and I could only stare in stunned silence.

Regaining my composure, I cleared my throat.

"Wow, I blurted out," staring at the impressive sized cock in front of me.

"Did you mean to say that out loud?" James asked.

With a little flirtatious giggle, all I managed was, "Yes."

I decided that before I let my imagination run away with me, I should finish changing his dressings. The one on the front was higher up on his thigh, meaning I'd have a pretty clear view of this slab of meat the whole time.

I leaned over to remove the pillow beneath his head so he could lay a little straighter. As I did, I aimed the centre of my tits right for his face, James on the other hand had moved to a position where my nipple slid right over his lips, James had instinctively opened his mouth causing my nipple to graze over his teeth. It only lasted a few seconds, but fuck it felt good. I looked at his juicy cock and noticed it was at full mast.

James looked up at me, visibly flustered.

"Sorry," he began, looking as though he wanted to say something else.

But before he could finish, I found myself reaching for his manhood. I tried to wrap my fingers around his impressive cock, but there was no way I could manage it. He felt as thick as a soda can, and I was completely cock drunk. James started to say something, but before the words could leave his mouth, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to the enlarged head of his meat opened my lips and accepted it in to my watering mouth.

All signs of doubt went out the window. I felt James pull my top up, he only managed to free one my beautiful perky tits, the other nested firmly my top. He couldn't reach around far enough to remove it completely.

Stand up and take all your clothes off, he said. I didn't hesitate. Once Naked, I was right back on his cock, but my lips didn't even get past the head. I felt James grab my hips and slide me up on top of him into a 69 position.

My wanting pussy was right over his face. I felt his tongue bury deep into my pussy. OMG, OMG... Fuuuck! My whole body was shaking, and I came the second he licked me.

I was trying to take more of his cock into my mouth, making a little headway.

When I felt his mouth wrap around my swollen clit, I couldn't hold back. I was moaning against his cock, and I felt it get even larger in my mouth as it swelled, shocked that it could get even bigger than it already was. My clit was so swollen he was able to suck on it like a piece of candy. I had goosebumps all over, my whole body shaking as I moaned uncontrollably. I felt James grab my hair, and just then, he spun me around, pulling my lips to his engaging in a deep sensual kiss.

At the same time, his cock slid between my slick pussy lips, and I started sliding along the length of his shaft, my inflamed clit loving the sensation of the fat shaft running over her.

I lost count of how many times I came, and they just kept coming. I was getting more daring as I started moving higher on his cock, letting the tip roll over the entrance to my honey pot.

Every time it did, I wished it would just slip in, but it was so thick that it would need some extra force. I knew that would break our rule, but I wanted it anyway. I slid up a bit further, so his cock went past my pussy, then slid back with a little push hoping to force it into my waiting entrance. The fat head hit my hole, and just the tip went in. I then slid up. I tried to get it further in a few times with no luck.

James then reached down and grabbed his cock, moving it into a better position so I could slide over it more easily. After a few slides, James broke our kiss and whispered, "Grab my cock and slide it into your pussy," before going back to deeply kissing me.

That's all I needed. I reached down, positioned his cock towards my entrance, and started sliding down onto it. I could feel my pussy stretching with the pressure, and waves of orgasms washed over me one after another. I couldn't fit it all the way in; I was too tight. I felt James start to tense up.

Let me know when you're going to cum. I want it in my mouth.

My pussy tensed with another orgasm. I heard James say he was close. I had every intention of hopping off him and sucking him dry, hearing what he said I turned a cum loving whore and started slamming my wet pussy harder on his mammoth cock. No longer caring about the deal Adam and I made.

Fill me up, I whispered, and before I knew it. I could feel him spraying his hot cum deep inside my pussy. I was loving every second of it.

I moved off James and went straight for his cock. I started licking all my cum and his of his giant meat missile. I felt like a dirty whore, and I loved it. I pulled my lips off his cock, and it released with a pop. I lay down beside him, exhausted. a string of cum extending from my lips to the of his slit as I moved away from it.

"Let's go for a shower," James said slapping my ass.

Showering together was amazing. I was soaping up his cock, finding it hard to get enough of his pussy pounder.

"So, how much of this are you telling Adam?" James asked.

I flushed red. "Well, almost all of it," I said gingerly.

"Almost?" James asked.

"Our deal was no sex, so I'll leave that part out."

"How are you going to do that when your pussy looks like you sat on a bed post?" James asked sarcastically.

"Let me worry about that. You can't tell him that part, but he might ask you about everything else.