“Pete. I was going to call you over tonight anyways for dinner and then watch some movies with me. But when I was shopping that night, I also picked you up something and hope you would wear it for me.”

She walked over to a chair by the TV, and brought back a satin pajama set, like hers, but black.

“I know this is weird maybe, but I wanted to spend time with you tonight and also dress comfortably with you. God… I hope I am not being forward, but I think you would look sexy in this.”

“Sandy. It’s cool. I’d love to put this on for you and just spend an enjoyable evening with my best friend. I really mean that too. I treasure our friendship.”

I went into the bathroom and change. I was happy that I had jacked off that morning, just in case this escalates into something more. I had woke up with a raging hard on and my first thought was of Sandy. I so wanted to bury it deep inside her and make love to her. I also decided to be a bit of a bad boy and not wear my boxers. She even got the size right.

I should tell you that I am 5’ 9”, 170 lbs. Blond hair and hazel eyes. Being in construction, has kept me in good shape, and I do go to the gym a couple of times a week. Cock size has never been a problem for me either. April had measured me one night and found I was 7 ½ inches and somewhat fat, but nothing like a porn star.

As I joined her on the couch, Sandy said I look really good. I came over to her and sat down next to her. She handed me my wine and I could see she already was on her second glass and I had not really touched mine yet.

About half way through the movie, which was some romantic one on the Hallmark Channel, Sandy turned towards me and was sitting indian style.

“Pete. Did you really mean what you said before, about me being your best friend?”

“Of course I did. You have always been so nice to me and when I was going through the divorce, you were the only person who took time to talk with me and let me unload, and ever since then, you have been nothing but a true friend to me and someone I trust, admire, and care deeply for.”

She smiled, yet had a tear running down her cheek. I took my hand and softly swept the tear away.

“Oh Wow. I never thought you would feel like that for me. I have to admit, this past year, I knew I could count on you for support. You are so caring and never once pushed yourself on me. I too, trust you so much and care deeply about you.”

I was now seated like she was, facing her. I had always known she was pretty, well even more that than that, beautiful, but now, with only the glow of the TV for light, she was extremely beautiful to me, yet, very vulnerable. Her one hand reached out and grabbed mine, then looked at me.

“Pete, I so want to kiss you, but I am so afraid you will reject this old broad’s advances.”

I could only chuckle at that remark, then smiled at her, and as I did, her hand gripped my hand tighter.

“Sandy, the is one condition for us kissing.” I could see the look of rejection growing on her face, so I quickly said, “That you never, ever, say you are an old broad again. You are way to beautiful and sexy. You put the shame many younger women. I am so flattered that you would even consider kissing me.”

I leaned in and my lips touched hers. I could feel the electricity when our lips met. Her hand now had a death grip on mine. The lips lingered on one another and then I pressed them harder to hers, and I let my tongue start licking her lips. Once that happened, she parted her lips and let my tongue in to explore her mouth.

The kissing became more passionate. We both wanted this and nothing was going to stop the pure heavenly sensations that we were experiencing. She unfolded her legs, and I did as well. We somehow sat with our legs going behind each other’s backs, so our groin areas were mere inches from each other.

Our kisses were getting very passionate, like two teenagers finding out what the first kiss was all about. Her hand let go of my hand and she rested it on my upper thigh. My one hand reached around her neck and held her close.

We forgot all about the movie, and now concentrated on us. As we continued to kiss, she would moan in my mouth, and I would do the same to her. Her one hand was inching closer now to my cock, which was grown into a solid state, hoping it would be touched.

My other hand was on her shoulder, but I now let it drift down to her one breast, and lightly stroked it. “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she moaned out. Then her hand glided up to my crotch, where she started lightly rubbing my engorged manhood. “Oh Godddddddddd” is all I could say when her hand touched it.

This went on for a few more minutes. She was now gripping my member softly in her hand and my hand had slipped under her satin top and was massaging her breast and playing with her hard nipple.

“Oh my God Pete. I need this, I need you. Take me to my bed and make love to me. Please”

Without another word, we untangled our legs, and I helped her up. Sandy grabbed my hand and led the way up to her bed. Once in the room, she shut the door and now the only light there was, came from a night light that was in the master bath.

We started unbuttoning each other’s tops. I let her slip to the ground, and she did the same to mine. I put my thumbs on each of her hips and slowly pushed her bottoms down. As they fell, after clearing her hips, I saw she had on a thong, that matched her outfit. She did the same to my pants and was surprised when she saw it pop out from the satin material. As they hit the ground and I stepped out of them, her hand grabbed my hard manhood and lightly stroked it.

“I don’t have any condoms.” She smiled, “You don’t need any. I had my tubes tied years ago, so we wouldn’t need them or the pill.”

I kissed her forehead and then asked, “Sandy. Are you absolutely sure of this? Once we go here, it is going to change the whole dynamic of our friendship, and I don’t think I could stand losing that from you.”

She looked up at me, and just nodded. Then took my hand and led us to bed. Once on the bed, she removed her thong and threw it on the floor. I was laying next to her and started kissing her again. My hand made its way down to her pussy lips, which were soaked with her juices. She put her hand on mine to stop me.

“Sweetie. No foreplay now. I need you inside me. I need you badly and I know that seems weird, but right now I want to know I am still desireable. I don’t want fucked, but made love too, by a man I consider my best friend too, and I hope when we are finished, you will want me again, as I hope I will want you again and again.”

I crawled between her open legs and rubbed the head across her glistening lips. As I started to push in, she said, “Please go slow. It has been so long since I have done this”

It took almost a good minute of inching myself inside her, and once I was fully in her, she smiled up at me, then wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. We did go slow too. Neither of in a rush to finish. Her vagina felt like velvet. I would slowly push in and then slowly pull out. As we made love, she would moan into my mouth. I was hoping I could hold out a good while. She on the other hand, wrapped her legs around me after about 5 minutes, and then came.

“Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. this feels so right.” As she came, she arched her back, trying to take me deeper inside her. I held her tight and could feel goosebumps on her shoulders. I started to change the speed a little now, which she accepted by meeting my downward thrust, with a thrust up to meet me. Our lips never left each other and I was lost in making love to this beautiful woman.

After about 15 minutes of pure I felt my need to release growing in my balls. I was picking up the speed now and keeping a good pace. We were both moaning loudly when I started to cum inside her. “Oh God Sandyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy” and started shooting creamy ropes of pleasure inside her.

Her legs tightened around my back and arched her back again and let out a bunch of squeals, as she started to cum again. I wanted to collapse on top of her, but I just kept my arms locked, to keep my weight off of her. I then rolled off of her and she snuggled up to me, as our breathing started to return to normal.

Sandy kissed me on the cheek and said. “Oh My God Pete. That was amazing. For me to orgasm twice like that. What did you do to me.” She kissed my cheek again, then slid out of bed and went to the bathroom. Upon returning, I did the same as her, then crawled back in beside her. She placed a leg over my abdomen, and rested her head on my chest.

“Pete. Please stay the night with me. This has been perfect and I can’t think of a better way than to spend it all with you and wake up in the morning with you.”

“Sweetie. I’d love nothing better. You are an amazing lover and I hope we can repeat this again.”

“Oh, I have every intention of repeating this, as soon as I get my strength back.”

She was now playing with my cock, which was still at half mast. She chuckled then said,

“April was right. You are hung very nicely.”

I looked at her and chuckled and said, damn you girls talk about this crap. Sandy went on to tell me that her and April used to talk all the time and sex was a topic once in awhile. She said that April would tell her about our sexcapades and how long I would last and nothing was off limits in pleasure.

I just laughed at that, then said, “True. If it came to giving her pleasure, I’d do it. I am all about making my partner, my focus.”

“Well, you sure made me your focus, that’s for sure. I know I said no foreplay, but I need you to know, that I do enjoy that greatly. I am a very oral person and I love it done to me, as well. I love all positions too, and doing it almost anywhere. But tonight, I needed you just like we did it.”

I kissed the top of her head and told her, “Good to know, because I am a very oral guy, and love doing that. But tonight was great, just as we did it. And to be very open and honest, I hope that we do this again, many times, because I do care for you very deeply, and I hope that does not scare you off, nor end our friendship.”