A Game of Chance and Desire: Chris, My Husband's Friend (pt.1)

The afternoon sun spilled through the skylight, casting a warm glow over the living room where I lounged on the plush sofa, lost in the throes of a particularly steamy novel. The sound of the doorbell shattered the quiet, and I set my book aside, adjusting the thin silk robe that clung to my curves. Alex, my husband, was upstairs in his study, and I could hear the muffled sound of his laughter mingling with another voice—Chris, his friend, had arrived early for the evening’s poker game.

As I opened the door, Chris’s eyes drank me in, the surprise in his gaze quickly replaced by a smoldering heat. “Hey, Chris,” I greeted him, my voice a soft purr. “Alex is upstairs.”

He stepped inside, his gaze lingering on the swell of my breasts beneath the silk. “Thanks, I can find my way,” he replied, his voice slightly husky.

I led him through the house, conscious of his eyes on my swaying hips. As we reached the bottom of the stairs, Alex descended, his smile broadening as he took in the scene. “Chris, glad you could make it,” he said, clapping his friend on the shoulder. His eyes flicked to me, a knowing glint in his eyes. “I see you’ve met my wife.”

The evening progressed, the air growing thick with tension as the poker game unfolded. The men’s banter became more suggestive, their eyes straying to me with increasing frequency. I felt my body respond to their heated gazes, a familiar ache building between my thighs.

As the game drew to a close, Alex stood, stretching languidly. “I think it’s time for a different kind of game,” he announced, his voice low and commanding. Chris looked up, his expression one of anticipation.

Without a word, Alex crossed the room, his hands finding the sash of my robe and tugging it loose. The silk fell open, revealing my naked body, boobs standing, with my V shaved and pussy hairy. His fingers trailed over my skin, eliciting a shiver of delight. “What do you think, Chris?” Alex asked, his voice thick with desire. “Care to join us?”

Chris’s response was wordless, his actions speaking volumes as he rose and approached us. His hands explored my body, cupping my breasts, teasing my nipples into hard peaks. I moaned, my head falling back as Alex’s lips found mine in a searing kiss.

Together, they led me to the bed, their hands and mouths worshiping every inch of my skin. Alex’s dick pressed against my ass, while Chris knelt before me, his tongue parting my folds, lapping at my V-shaved hairy pussy with a hunger that left me breathless.

I reached for Alex’s cock, stroking him as Chris continued to devour me down there, his fingers joining his tongue in a dance of pleasure that had me writhing and moaning. “Fuck, you taste so good,” Chris groaned, the vibrations sending jolts of electricity through my core.

Alex’s fingers twisting in my…….Continue with the part 2