Literotic asexstories – A Night Out With The Girlfriends by Mingemuncher,Mingemuncher
Gina was an old-school friend of my first wife’s. Her full name was Georgina, but I’d never known anyone to call her that. I first met her and her husband, Ivan, at our wedding. Neither my wife nor I knew Ivan before the wedding day. But in the following months and years, we spent much time with them, trading dinners, going to the movies and parties, etc.
Ivan and I hit it off from the day we met, we had a lot in common, rugby and motorsport, and we both owned motorbikes. If you have read some of my other stories, you will know that Ivan was a real Lothario, always looking for some sex on the side. In those early days of our friendship, Friday night was boy’s night. Groups of mates would gather at some local pub, get drunk and invariably wind up at a party afterward, where adulterous affairs were the norm.
Ivan did not frequent the Friday night booze-up with me that often, as Gina frowned upon the adulterous activities she knew happened there. Instead, Ivan met most of his extramarital partners through his work. And as much as he treated Gina like his queen and expected her to be pure and perfect, he did suggest more than once that I should try it on with Gina and see if she would fuck me. He said he had always wanted to see her fuck another man, and that he would prefer it was me. But I always laugher him off and treated his remarks as a joke, knowing he was dreaming, Gina would never comply.
Although we both played around, Ivan and I differed in our approaches. Whereas I had many one-night stands, Ivan would have affairs that lasted months, if not years. I know that one of his affairs lasted for well over ten years. He loved Sub women, tying them up, talking dirty, and fucking them in the arse. You could take it from this that he mistreated women. But I should point out that the women he had affairs with loved it. His biggest problem was finishing his affairs, not starting them.
Unlike me, Ivan did not worry about looks or body shape. When I picked him up on this one time, he told me he just loved cunt; he loved it more than food and wine. He also loved threesomes and roped me into some very dodgy situations that had much to do with my first marriage ending.
As mentioned above, Gina was the opposite; she was an attractive redhead, loyal and honest, and frowned at any form of deviancy in their marriage. Miraculously, I don’t believe that in those years, Gina was aware of what Ivan got up to, and I was sure she never came close to being unfaithful to Ivan.
The only time I doubted her integrity was at a New Year’s party in the first year of our friendship; at midnight, she pulled me out of the lounge and gave me a passionate kiss that will last in my memory forever. That was the start of a huge secret crush I have had on Gina ever since.
When my first wife and I separated after seven years of marriage, I moved away to Auckland. But if I were down in Christchurch on business, I would always stay with them rather than in a hotel. And during these visits, I would often be alone with Gina while Ivan was at work. Over the years, Gina and I became very close, and on more than one occasion, she poured out her heart to me about their marriage problems.
Only once did we come close to stepping over the mark, but we both pulled back, as I could not sleep with a mate’s wife and knew it would mess up our great relationship. I should mention, at this point, that I have never slept with Gina. Just in case you think this story will be all about my fucking her.
On one visit about ten years ago, I arrived for a two-night stay to find that Ivan was away in Nelson on business. And it was on this visit, sitting with her after dinner, that we got onto the subject of a couple of her friends that were having affairs. I asked her if she had ever played around. I knew her answer would be a resounding no, but I asked anyway and was surprised when she hesitated and then admitted to having something she wanted to get off her chest.
It took much cajoling over the next two days to get the full story out of her. And so I relate to you what she admitted to, albeit not in as much detail as I write here, but my rendition of the event is likely very close to what happened, as I did manage to get Ivan to tell me his version two weeks later. nd it was very enlightening as to how far Gina did go.
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Gina told me some girlfriends had arranged a girls’ night out to celebrate her fortieth birthday. They had booked a restaurant for dinner on a Friday, two days before her birthday, followed by a visit to a nightclub after.
She explained that she had gone shopping with one of her friends (Sue) to get something appropriate to wear to a nightclub. Sue took her to one of the name boutiques where prices were way above what she would ever consider and tried to talk her into buying a little black backless number that showed a lot more flesh than it covered. No way could she have gone out in public wearing it, but she did let Sue talk her into a sexy dark navy backless number that was slightly more appropriate for a woman of her age.
The hem was mid-thigh, so slightly longer than the black one, and it fastened around her neck, whereas the black number had thin straps holding up the front, which fell halfway down her boobs. But the navy one did have a large teardrop-shaped hole just below the choker neckline that showed a little more cleavage than she was comfortable with. Sue pointed out that she needed to buy shoes, a handbag, and a cardigan as it was August and still quite cold in the evenings.
The shoes that Sue insisted on had very high heels. They were black and matched the expensive handbag that Sue also talked her into buying. The only item she bought that was not outside her comfort zone was a Mohair cardigan, which she loved. When the bill came, Gina nearly had a heart attack. Jack and she were very comfortably off now the kids were almost off their hands, so she could easily afford all the items, but after years of scrimping and saving, Gina blanched at what she was spending.
After she paid the bill, she found they still weren’t finished; Sue dragged her off to her favourite lingerie store, where she was again talked into a sexy panty, bra, and suspender set that were beautiful but way outside her comfort zone.
When Ivan learned of her girlfriend’s plans, he arranged for the husbands to come to their place and play cards. He also asked their teenage children to stay the night with friends so the husbands could lower their guard, let off steam, and enjoy themselves.
On the day of her party, Gina logged off work a couple of hours early and headed to the hairdresser. Ivan arrived home from work at about 5:30 and found her sitting at her dressing table, putting on her makeup. She was wearing her robe, with only her panties, suspender belt, and black stockings beneath it, as she couldn’t wear the bra with her backless dress.
Ivan immediately started getting frisky when he took in her attire and told her how beautiful she looked. She had to fight him off and explain quite forcefully that she was being picked up in half an hour and did not want to have his mess leaking from her for the rest of the night.
When she dropped the robe and attempted to slip into her new dress, Ivan again tried to grope and cuddle with her. He was paying her all sorts of ribald comments about her not wearing a bra and the suspender belt, one of his favourite fetishes.
Gina admitted to me that she was a bit disappointed at having to stop him, as there had not been much intimacy in the marriage for quite some time. She said she was very horny, sitting there in her sexy knickers and about to put on the sexiest dress she had ever owned.
Ivan was quite pissed that she was turning him down. He got indignant and mouthed off about her getting all dressed up for other guys. This got Gina’s back up, and she countered with some comments that maybe she should, as he hadn’t shown much interest in her for the last year or two. And she finished with an angry retort that she might just go out to get another man as he was being such an arsehole and ruining the special night that she had been looking forward to.
Ivan had responded that it was okay with him as long as she brought the guy home so he could watch him fuck her.
As the banter went on between them, she realised that Ivan wasn’t entirely joking about watching her with another man, and she got angry with him. Countering with, “Well, if you don’t know me well enough after twenty years of marriage and think I would ever play around. YOU DO NOT KNOW ME AT ALL!”
They were saved from it getting even more ugly when the doorbell rang. Ivan fired in one last retort as he went to open the door. “I’m sorry, but we are in a rut, and I’m just trying to put some excitement back into our sex life.”
It was Sue and her husband, Pete at the door. Gina explained to me, that they had met them two years after I had left for Auckland and that I hadn’t met them.
She said Sue was wearing the little black number she had tried to talk Gina into buying. Gina realised that Sue must have returned to the boutique and purchased it. She looked very sexy, in a slutty kind of way. Ivan’s jaw dropped open, then he caught himself and, embracing Sue, exclaimed how incredible she looked.
Pete also had a second take when he saw Gina, and stepping forward and embracing her, he paid her some embarrassing compliments as he grabbed her arse. He was always grabbing her butt when they met. It had become a bit of a joke between the couples. But Gina knew it was no joke to Pete. He had been trying to get in her pants for years.
Gina pulled on her cardigan, as it was chilly, and pulled a coat from the hook by the front door for later, then followed Sue to the car. Once the doors were closed, Sue immediately questioned Gina about the argument she and Ivan had been having.
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