A couple, my wife's best friend from college and her boyfriend, spent the weekend with us. We slept in our bed; they, on the fold-out sofa in our living room. My wife and I tried to fuck as quietly as we could behind our shut door, which added some zest to tumble. We had been lying quietly for ten minutes when there was a knock at our bedroom door. I got up instantly and I was looking for my underwear in the clothes hamper, when my wife's best friend just opened the door and walked in the bedroom. The room filled with the soft light from the living room's fireplace, and she and I stood three feet from each other naked. She wanted to know if we had any condoms they could have, as they forgot to pack theirs. She stared openly at my cock, while I was flustered and tried not to look at her nakedness. I finally gave up trying to find my underwear. Instead, I slid opened the closet door and I reached for a box on the highest shelf.
As I fought to pulled the large box down without causing an avalanche of shoes boxes on my head, I got quite a surprise: she gripped my semi-erect cock in her hand, as she placed her other hand on my back. In the dark and with my wife not wearing her glasses, she could not see what her friend was doing to me inside our closet. I felt pinned, as both my hands were filled with the box, while she clutched my cock, and then my balls. It took me about ten seconds to recover enough to hold the box with one hand as my other searched inside for the condoms, while she continued grip my cock, stroking it, my cock instantly hardening. She declared to my wife that she was very lucky woman, while still tightly gripping my cock.
At last, I found one condom and I quickly threw the box on the shelf. She was pressed against me and she quickly kissed me, as she still milked my cock. I gave her the condom with the warning that we probably didn’t have anymore. She finally let go of me and she walked out of our bedroom with more ass swaying than I had ever seen her move. I shut the door and got in bed. My wife asked what did she mean by saying that she was a lucky woman. I told her what had happened. My wife reached down and felt my still hard cock. She didn’t let go of my cock, almost as if she feared that her friend would try to grab it again, and we fell asleep with her holding on to it.