A Bad Friend

Most weeks, Leo and his three best friends - Miles, Hunter, and Evan - got together for some sort of activity. Sometimes it was hitting a bucket of balls at the driving range, on rare occasions they carved out time for a round of golf, sometimes they hit up the batting cages, and sometimes they found their way to a bar so they could shoot the shit and get a little bit buzzed.

This particular Saturday afternoon found them at a bar. They'd ordered a pitcher of beer and worked their way through it. The second pitcher had just showed up and everyone was at least a little bit buzzed. Miles was a lightweight, so he was already verging on being drunk, which likely played a part in his eagerness to vent a certain kind of frustration.

"Hunter, Evan, you're married," Miles began.

"Oh boy," Hunter said. "Whatever follows that sort of intro is almost never good.”

Miles held up his hand. "No, no. There's no need for concern." He took a breath and looked away. "Well, okay, that might not be true. It's not like Anna and me are headed for divorce court or anything. I just want to ask a question of my two married friends. Leo, sorry, for this one you're useless."

Leo lifted his glass and sipped his beer. "You're right, I'm unburdened by the poor decision of having gotten married."

All three of his friends rolled their eyes, as they so often did when Leo lovingly talked of his status as a single man.

"Okay, so, blowjobs," Miles said.

Hunter and Evan chuckled..

"This is a real question," Miles continued. "Blowjobs. Do you still get them? You've both been married longer than I have and I'm genuinely curious."

Neither of the other married men said anything.

"Because I don't. Not really, at least. I think it's been a year. I mean, I guess Anna's never been enthusiastic about giving blowjobs, but they've completely dried up," Miles said. "It's not the kind of thing you end a marriage over, but it sucks."

Hunter and Evan looked at each other like they were silently trying to decide who was going to talk first. Hunter took the plunge.

"They're less frequent," he said. "There's no doubt about that. But to be honest, they happen a lot more often than once a year."

Evan sipped his beer. "Agreed. Sorry we can't commiserate on this, brother, but it's a lot more often than once a year."

Miles looked disappointed, like he'd been hoping that his situation was perfectly normal, that all marriages got to a point where blowjobs were largely nonexistent. "Shit," he said. "I guess I just got unlucky, huh? I guess my wife just isn't into that sort of thing."

Leo smirked and quickly raised the glass to his lips to try and hide it.

"Oh, wipe that fucking smile off your face," Miles said. "The good-looking single guy that goes to the gym every fucking day doesn't get to smile about this. Yes, we all know that you get blowjobs. We all got blowjobs when we were single, man. It's an entirely different kind of game when you're married."

"Sorry, sorry," Leo said.

He took a long sip of his beer and tried his best to clear his mind. He couldn't, though. All he could think about was Anna - Miles's wife - on her knees in front of him, sucking his cock voraciously.

The memory was fresh. Anna had given him a blowjob the day before. She'd come to his house unannounced and ended up on her knees just a few minutes after walking through the door. She'd told him how desperately she wanted him in her mouth, how desperately she wanted to suck his cock and make him cum, how desperately she wanted to swallow for him.

Miles hadn't gotten unlucky. His wife loved giving blowjobs. She just didn't love giving her husband blowjobs.

"Look, I know this isn't really a conversation I can participate in," Leo said, "but these two guys both made it clear that they still get the occasional blowjob, so maybe, I don't know, they're doing something you're not doing. Do you guys go down on your wives often?"

Both guys nodded.

"How about you, Miles? Do you give Anna head?" Leo asked.

"Yes!" Miles replied at a level that was far too loud for even the loud bar they were in.

"Damn dude, calm down."

Miles took a deep breath. "Sorry. Sorry. I guess I'm a little more frustrated with this whole thing than I thought I was." He sipped his beer and wiped his lips with his sleeve. "I mean, I went down on her yesterday, if we're going to get specific about it. She'd gone out to Target and gave me the most incredible kiss when she got back."

Leo felt another smirk coming on so he sipped his drink before it could arrive. It was terrible, but he loved that Anna had gone home and kissed her husband right after sucking Leo off. She probably still had the taste of cum on her tongue. Plus, she was clearly turned on from sucking Leo's dick and Miles had been put to work eating her pussy and had done so without anything in return. The whole fucking thing was arousing as hell for Leo even though he knew he was a terrible friend for fooling around with Miles's wife.

"Excuse me," Leo said as he set his beer down and slid off his chair. "Gotta piss."

He pulled out his phone on the way to the bathroom. It was probably unwise, but he texted Anna. He couldn't help himself.

"I can't stop thinking about you," he wrote. "I can't stop thinking about how good you made me feel yesterday. I can't stop thinking about all the times you've made me feel good. You're a fucking goddess, Anna."

Leo sent the text and stepped into the bathroom. The phone vibrated in his pocket as he stood at the urinal and emptied his bladder. When he was finished Leo washed his hands and retrieved his phone.

"I love, love, love making you cum, Leo. I especially love making you cum in my mouth. I know it's awful, but I have to admit that I love that you're thinking about me while having a drink with my husband."

"It is awful," he texted. "But it's so fucking hot. He was complaining about you not giving him blowjobs and all I could think about was the way you sucked my cock yesterday."

Leo was half hard as he stood in bar bathroom. He felt guilty for being such a terrible friend, but the arousal washed away the guilt under a tide of desire that he couldn't begin to hold back.

"If he fucked me like you do, Leo, he'd get more blowjobs. No one has ever fucked me like you do, though. I'm wet just thinking about it."

They'd been fucking for three months. The first time happened when they'd run into each other at Target. Miles was out of town for work and Leo had helped her load a few bulky items into her trunk. Anna asked him back to the house to help her unload the same items and he'd accepted without even thinking about it. He'd helped with the unloading and then Anna put a move on him. Next thing he knew they were fucking on her living room floor. They'd kept it going since then and the heat hadn't dissipated in the slightest.

"I'm hard just thinking about you," he texted. He was, too. He was damn near erect standing in the bar bathroom thinking about Miles's wife. He was a bad friend and he knew it. He was hooked, though.

"I want you. Now," she replied

Leo wanted her too. He couldn't very well leave to go fuck his friend's wife, though. "I don't know that I can get away."

"Fuck...Leo...please...I need you. Miles can't give me what you can. I need your cock inside me. I'll make you cum twice. Just come and fuck me."

The bathroom door opened and Leo shoved his phone in his pocket and rushed out. He waited in the hallway until his cock had softened a little and headed back to the table where his friends were.

The conversation had moved on from blowjobs, thankfully. They were discussing football, and while Leo did his best to follow along and offer the occasional comment, he kept thinking about Anna.

His phone buzzed in his pocket and Leo pulled it out.

"I'll come to you," Anna had texted. "We can make it a quickie in the car."

Leo looked across the table at Miles, who wore an outraged look. Apparently Hunter had offered up an insult about the Vikings and their inability to advance beyond the first round of the playoffs.

Leo wondered if he was a bad enough friend to fuck Miles's wife in the parking lot. Then he texted Anna back. "Okay. Text me when you're here."

He joined the conversation, asking Miles if he thought the Vikings would resign Sam Darnold and damn themselves to another five years of utter mediocrity. The question was met with a smile.

"Fuck no. They're not that stupid. We're not going to replay the Kirk Cousins years. They're going to let him walk."

Leo thought of Anna as his friends talked. He thought of the way she sucked his cock. He thought of how eagerly she rode him when they fucked. He thought of how she loved to talk dirty to him, about how she loved to tell him that he fucked her so much better than her husband did. He thought of how she eagerly swallowed his cum when he unloaded in her mouth, about how she'd kiss his cock and his balls after he'd unloaded like she was worshiping him.

He was a terrible friend. A truly terrible friend.

His phone buzzed. "I'm here."

"Who are you texting?" Hunter asked.

Leo looked at all three of his friends and flashed a cocky smile.

"Holy shit," Evan said. "You're texting a girl, aren't you? Are you going to bail on us?"

"Only for a little while."

Miles threw up his hands. "Unbelievable." He wasn't angry, though. He had a smile on his face. He was probably a little jealous, but not because he knew Leo was about to fuck his wife.

"I'll be back," Leo said as he got up. "Sorry about this, but you know, duty calls."

He walked out of the bar and into the parking lot. He searched for Anna's car and thought of the last time they'd hooked up in it. That had been nearly a month ago. It had happened after yet another Target run. On that day she'd texted him to meet her in the parking lot. She'd given him a blowjob and then gotten on top and taken him for a ride until they'd both cum. She'd thanked him for the orgasm - and he'd done the same - and then driven home to her husband. Leo had gone home with a touch of guilt brewing inside him, though not enough to make him stop.

"I'm in the far corner to your right," Anna texted.

Leo headed in that direction. Anna had found a perfect spot next to a massive SUV. She was in the backseat when he came up.

"Hey there," she said as Leo got in.

Anna wore a short skirt and Leo's hand was on her thigh the moment he shut the door behind him. Their lips met and he caressed her soft skin before letting his hand wander under the loose-but-sexy white sweater she'd paired with her skirt.

Anna moaned as Leo's hand engulfed one of her breasts. She'd skipped wearing a bra and he couldn't help but find a touch of naughty pleasure in that.

As he played with her tits Anna's hand found its way between his legs. She stroked Leo through his jeans, luring his cock in a painfully erect state as their tongues entwined and their muffled moans filled the car.

"Fuck, Leo, I need you in my mouth."

His cock was out of his pants a moment later. Anna's head fell into his lap and he groaned at the intense pleasure her mouth offered. She stroked his shaft as her lips moved up and down. She moaned, too, and the gentle vibrations made an excellent blowjob even better.

As she sucked his cock, Anna moved to her knees on the seat next to him and Leo ran a hand down her back, flipped up her skirt, and pushed his fingers into her wet pussy. He found her clit, too, and she moaned loudly around his dick.

"Anna, I have to fuck you," he said. "I have to be inside you."

Her head popped up and she smiled. Her lips glistened with saliva and Leo wanted nothing more than to kiss her, so he did. She stroked him as their tongues entwined once more and he felt out of his mind with desire.

Anna leaned forward and opened the glove box. "Fuck!"

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot the condoms. I was in such a rush that I fucking forgot them. Do you have one?"

"No."

Anna turned to him and Leo leaned in and ran his fingers up her thigh. "Let me go down on you," he said. "I'll make you cum hard. I'll make you cum twice, three times, even."

They kissed and he figured he'd make his way down her body, lift her skirt, and eat her pussy, but Anna had other ideas. She straddled Leo and guided his cock inside her. It happened so quickly that he barely had time to consider the wisdom of unprotected sex.

He stopped her from riding him, though. "Wait, Anna, stop."

"I'm on the pill," she said. "And I know you're safe. So you can cum inside me."

Her pussy felt so good. He'd never been inside her without a condom and it felt so fucking good. "Anna, wait, that feels...this is so stupid, but it feels wrong."

"You're right, it's stupid," she replied. "All of this is wrong, Leo. That's why it feels so fucking good. Your cock is inside your friend's wife while he's 100 feet away in the bar. This is as wrong as it gets and we both know you want me to ride you until you've flooded my pussy with your cum."

She began to move her hips back and forth. She went slowly, teasing him with the pleasure of her pussy. It drove Leo wild and clouded his brain.

"I want this," she whispered between low, heavy breaths. "I want your cum inside me, Leo."

He grabbed her ass and squeezed it. She kissed him, doing so deeply and in a manner that thrilled him beyond words.

Anna rode him harder and faster and Leo didn't stop her. He was too caught up in the pleasure of it. Plus, she wanted it. It was her idea. She wanted his cum inside her.

They fucked with wild abandon in the backseat. She rode him vigorously. They kissed. He played with her tits and squeezed her ass. He spanked it a few times, too. It was fucking fantastic.

"Leo...I'm close. Cum in my pussy. Cum in me!"

Leo couldn't resist. Hearing her utter those words was hugely arousing. So he came inside her. He filled her with his cum. He grabbed her ass and pulled her down onto his dick, burying every inch in her while he unloaded.

He held her close as they both came and she kissed his neck softly between moans. When they'd finished, she sat back with a smile on her face, lifted her pussy off his cock, and quickly pulled her panties back over it.

"That was incredible, as always," she said.

"Agreed. You're a goddess, Anna."

She laughed and kissed him. "And you're a god, Leo."

They made out for a few minutes, indulging in their post-orgasmic bliss together. He then tucked his cock back into his pants, kissed her goodbye, and headed into the bar.

Leo made his way inside and sat with his friends, all of whom smiled at him. They ribbed him a bit about being quick, expressed a bit of jealousy at the fact that he could fuck someone in a bar parking lot like he was still in his early twenties, and then went back to talking about football.

Not long after, Miles got a text that caught him by surprise, at least judging by the way his eyebrows shot up. He typed out a reply to the text, stuffed his phone in his pocket, and announced, "I'm heading home, boys."

"Seriously?" Evan asked.

Miles flashed a smile. "Yup. Anna just called me back home. Said she was in the mood. This doesn't happen all that often, but I'm absolutely heading home."

Leo watched his friend rush out of the bar and into a waiting Uber. Did Miles know that Anna had just fucked someone else, or was she inviting home to fuck her without knowing another man's cum was inside her?

"Miles just left," he texted Anna. "What are you doing?"

"I'm not on the pill," she replied. "I need Miles to fuck me and cum in me in case I get pregnant."

Leo's heart pounded. He was not just a bad friend. He was the worst friend in the world.

"Just kidding," she texted.

Leo nearly threw his phone across the bar.

"Don't worry, I'm on the pill. I just get really fucking horny at the idea of Miles fucking me after you've had me and even hornier at the idea of him fucking me after you've cum inside me. Plus, I'm going to make him go down on me before he fucks me. He's going to taste just a little of your cum tonight. I'm so horny just thinking about it."

Leo was the worst friend in the world. He was grateful that Anna was on the pill, though, and not terribly appreciative of her little joke.

For reasons that were beyond his understanding, he was also more than a little turned on at what Anna was doing. Turned on enough that he'd forget about being a terrible friend and fuck her the next time she came calling. He was a bad friend, but the sex was so damn good it didn't matter.