I feel like a fucking asshole. I don’t even know how it happened. Three couples went out to dinner at a nice tapas joint. We were having a great time. All of the sudden, my friends wife starts slightly bumping her foot against mine underneath the table. I think nothing of it, but then after a few minutes of this, with no response from me, she holds her big toe and little toes on top of my foot and presses down. I remove my foot and press hard on top of hers, and then push her foot to the side, as in, no, go away. I guess she thought that was aggressive and playful and did it again, so I did it again. One thing leads to another and I excuse myself to go to the restroom. She declares that she has to go to as the restroom as well while the rest of the table waits for the check. She follows me into the restroom and I don’t know what the fuck happened but we just started making out. It escalated quickly as I started sucking on her boobs. I composed myself and told her this is so fucked up. I left the single stall restroom first and left her behind. I was shaking when I got back to the table, she came back and the group had planned to hit a bar before departing for the night, but my friend suggested we all go back to their place and play a game and pour more drinks.
Even though it was Saturday, I had to go into the office to clean up some work earlier that morning, so I was pretty tired and my head is spinning from what just happened, but my wife wanted the night to carry on.
We only live a few houses apart. I must’ve passed out, and my wife obviously left me. It is not at all uncommon for my friend and I to crash on each other’s couches after a few drinks and leave in the middle of the night. this time, though I did not wake up naturally. I woke up to my friends wife Straddled on top of me, kissing my neck. I was like what the fuck are you doing?!? Before I knew it, I realized that I was grinding back and she was only wearing short shorts and a tank top. She’s about 5’3” 130lbs, natural C cups. We started kissing and she raised her hips to undo my belt and zipper. My heart was racing and I knew what I was doing was really fucked up and wrong. She started buttoning my shirt and I shimmy off my jeans and underwear. As I reached underneath her shorts, I realized she wasn’t wearing underwear. I grabbed her by the back of the head and kissed her firmly with one hand, and with the other hand, pulled her short shorts to the side, and slammed myself inside of her. We both let out moans at the same time. She pushed herself off of me and sat up straight and removed her tank top, and with her short shorts pulled to the side started riding me cowgirl like she hasn’t been fucked in years. I grabbed her C cup tits And fucked her back. She started leaning in and I started sucking on her tits. She whispered in my ear “I’m going to fucking cum!” She was pounding her pussy on top of my cock, fast and hard, I thought I was going to lose it too but I didn’t and then I felt her explode all over me. I had so many emotions going through me all at the same time. Guilt, fear, paranoia, exhilaration, etc. I don’t think I let her relax for more than 20 seconds or so before telling her to get up that I wanted to hit it doggy style. While panting, she complied, and put her knees on the couch cushions, and held the back of the couch, and turned around with these devilish eyes. I pulled her short shorts all the way down to her knees, I drooled spit in my hand and rubbed it on the head of my cock. I grabbed her left hip with my left hand, and with my right hand, guided my cock inside of her, and just started, pounding her. She held up one finger to her mouth and whispered “shhhhhhh un un un ah un un shhhhh”. I tried as hard as I could to not make any noise, but when bodies clap, they just clap. She started whispering about how long she’s wanted to fuck me and how long she’s been fantasizing about me doing this to her and as soon as she said that, I told her that I was going to cum and asked if I could cum inside and she said yes. I exploded inside of her pussy like I have not in years. I collapsed on her back with my elbows resting against the top of the couch cushions. She turned back to kiss me and told me that we need to clean up. We both got dressed pretty quickly, and she told me that I should go home. She gave me a long kiss and said, thank you, and I left out the back door. I was walking home and I’m like what the absolute fuck just happened???? Thankfully she hasn’t texted or anything. I don’t know how the fuck to navigate life now. I totally betrayed my friend. Why do I keep finding myself in these fucked up situations?