Many years ago my best friend (Juan) moved to live in another city, not too far away but far enough so that the continuity of our visits wouldn't be frequent.
Despite this, thanks to internet and cellular phone our friendship endured.
About 5 years ago he started traveling more regularly to old places, let's say 3 or 4 times a year. Which isn't bad at all considering we used to see each other only once every two years.
On one of his first trips I introduced him to my wife, with whom we have 2 kids.
And the vibe was automatic. Suddenly we weren't just 2 but 3 best friends.
After dinner it got late and we decided it would be better if he stayed overnight.
We didn't have a third bedroom. There was ours and the kids', so since there was trust we thought it would be better to share the big bed.
Between laughter that comes and goes, it resulted in a trio. The first of many that happened from then on.
Everything was concentrated and everything perfect.
The next morning the kids were in the garden and I was at work. And my wife sent me a message asking if I minded if she did it again, saying she was hot and since I was at work and my friend was still sleeping, thought it would be a good idea to wake him up.
Far from annoying me, the idea seemed great and I got filled with lust. I was super hot all day until I got home and we made another trio.
It was great for a while... later after several trips and adventures I noticed my wife was acting weird and avoiding sex... so I had a chat with Juan and told him everything was fine with the trios, but I didn't want us to be alone together again.
To which he accepted without arguing, but I knew him well enough to know he didn't accept it willingly, only because it annoyed him. As if he had the right to keep doing what he was doing and I was a weirdo for asking that. house of surprise.. we were half drunk all.. I proposed making a trio like before but there was no acceptance..
I who was between hot and drunk went to sleep while they stayed listening to music in the living room.
I was peacefully asleep when a sudden movement woke me up, and opening my eyes I see them fucking... on my bed... next to me.
In the state of somnolence I had, I didn't understand much.
They made me believe they had changed their minds and wanted to make a trio. And although something wasn't clicking, it was my best friend and my wife, I trusted them fully.
A little later, my repentant wife told me the reality... that they hadn't intended to make a trio.. that they wanted to fuck alone.. they included me only because I woke up when they were starting and she had already gone without a condom.
Then she showed me Juan's messages on her phone where he invited her alone to come to his house (explicitly without me and with any absurd excuse, but above all so I wouldn't find out, because otherwise it would be ruined)
I forgave my wife since she showed sincere remorse.
I can't forgive Juan.. he broke important trust codes..
The worst is that if he had asked for forgiveness... I don't know... it was the fault of the alcohol... or the uncontrollable desires of the flesh, whatever... I would have forgiven him... even with so much trust that if he had asked me to let him go without a condom and finish inside me. But unfortunately he decided to play behind my back, and betrayals never end well.
Since that day, with my wife, we haven't had another encounter, neither with him nor with anyone else.
Even so, every now and then I ratify the idea of seeing her fucking another cock.
Despite this, thanks to internet and cellular phone our friendship endured.
About 5 years ago he started traveling more regularly to old places, let's say 3 or 4 times a year. Which isn't bad at all considering we used to see each other only once every two years.
On one of his first trips I introduced him to my wife, with whom we have 2 kids.
And the vibe was automatic. Suddenly we weren't just 2 but 3 best friends.
After dinner it got late and we decided it would be better if he stayed overnight.
We didn't have a third bedroom. There was ours and the kids', so since there was trust we thought it would be better to share the big bed.
Between laughter that comes and goes, it resulted in a trio. The first of many that happened from then on.
Everything was concentrated and everything perfect.
The next morning the kids were in the garden and I was at work. And my wife sent me a message asking if I minded if she did it again, saying she was hot and since I was at work and my friend was still sleeping, thought it would be a good idea to wake him up.
Far from annoying me, the idea seemed great and I got filled with lust. I was super hot all day until I got home and we made another trio.
It was great for a while... later after several trips and adventures I noticed my wife was acting weird and avoiding sex... so I had a chat with Juan and told him everything was fine with the trios, but I didn't want us to be alone together again.
To which he accepted without arguing, but I knew him well enough to know he didn't accept it willingly, only because it annoyed him. As if he had the right to keep doing what he was doing and I was a weirdo for asking that. house of surprise.. we were half drunk all.. I proposed making a trio like before but there was no acceptance..
I who was between hot and drunk went to sleep while they stayed listening to music in the living room.
I was peacefully asleep when a sudden movement woke me up, and opening my eyes I see them fucking... on my bed... next to me.
In the state of somnolence I had, I didn't understand much.
They made me believe they had changed their minds and wanted to make a trio. And although something wasn't clicking, it was my best friend and my wife, I trusted them fully.
A little later, my repentant wife told me the reality... that they hadn't intended to make a trio.. that they wanted to fuck alone.. they included me only because I woke up when they were starting and she had already gone without a condom.
Then she showed me Juan's messages on her phone where he invited her alone to come to his house (explicitly without me and with any absurd excuse, but above all so I wouldn't find out, because otherwise it would be ruined)
I forgave my wife since she showed sincere remorse.
I can't forgive Juan.. he broke important trust codes..
The worst is that if he had asked for forgiveness... I don't know... it was the fault of the alcohol... or the uncontrollable desires of the flesh, whatever... I would have forgiven him... even with so much trust that if he had asked me to let him go without a condom and finish inside me. But unfortunately he decided to play behind my back, and betrayals never end well.
Since that day, with my wife, we haven't had another encounter, neither with him nor with anyone else.
Even so, every now and then I ratify the idea of seeing her fucking another cock.
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pero actuaste bien en relacion a tu "amigo"
Esa traición pone un punto final a su relación. Igualmente deberías saber que si tu morbo pasa por compartir a tu mujer...esto SIEMPRE será un peligro latente.
Sea o no amigo, un tercero en la cama...
Que se yo, a mi no me va pero ni ahi, porque lo veo como una situación que se va ir a la mierda en cualquier momento, pero eso es algo personal.