My wife\u2019s best friend, Yetunde, was very close to the two of us. She spent so much time with us because her boyfriend, Chike, often worked out of town. His job often sent him away with short notice and an uncertain return date. Frankly, I don\u2019t know how Yetunde coped with it. Their relationship had to be difficult, with their many lonely nights.<\/p>\n
When Chike was away, Yetunde was often over at our place. Yetunde and my wife, Adaeze, had known each other since they started university. I had gotten comfortable enough with Yetunde that our conversations covered everything \u2013 even sex.<\/p>\n
Many times when the three of us were together, the topic of conversation strayed to how often we did it, our favourite positions, and what we really liked about oral sex and masturbation.<\/p>\n
For our part, Adaeze and I learned from these conversations. Yetunde said she was learning from us as well.<\/p>\n
A few times, we even rented porno movies to watch together. Usually on these nights, after Yetunde went home, the sex with Adaeze was at its best. I got so horny talking about the intimate details of our sex lives with Yetunde. I would sit there trying to conceal a raging hard-on, anxious for Yetunde to leave so I could take Adaeze to bed.<\/p>\n
When I did and we got undressed, I would find her pussy to be about as wet as it got. She apparently also enjoyed the discussions. The next time we saw Yetunde, she would ask if we had fun after she had left. We would answer truthfully. For her part, Yetunde would tell how she had used her dildo to satisfy her urges.<\/p>\n
When Chike was in town, Yetunde was busy in bed with him. We didn\u2019t see the two of them nearly as often as we saw just Yetunde when Chike was gone. More than once, I fantasised about having sex with Yetunde.<\/p>\n
I had seen her in a bikini so it wasn\u2019t too much of a stretch to imagine what her breasts looked like. I had a pretty good idea of what Yetunde\u2019s pussy must look like, from the shape of her bikini stretched across her labia. I had masturbated while thinking about this and even played the fantasy out in my mind a few times as I had sex with Adaeze, though I had never shared this fact with either woman.<\/p>\n
We were friends with Chike; we just didn\u2019t have as much opportunity to spend time with him. I guess that is why we weren\u2019t as close to him as we were to Yetunde.<\/p>\n
One time when Chike was away, we made plans to get together for a week in Port Harcourt. Chike would be getting some vacation time starting that Friday. Since he was working offshore, the plan was for Yetunde to ride with us to the hotel and Chike would meet us there. We reserved two rooms on the beach. We were lucky to get them because it was a holiday weekend.<\/p>\n
The three of us took the afternoon off that Friday. Adaeze and I packed the car and picked up Yetunde at her apartment. She was ready, anxious to see Chike. He had been gone for two weeks and she was horny. We got in the car and headed east.<\/p>\n
To pass the time, Yetunde brought along a book to read. She had The Joy of Sex by Alex Comfort. From the back seat, she intended to read to us from the book to pass the time.<\/p>\n
She opened the book and began reading. Amid giggles and comments, we slowly got through the book. We were all thinking about how, in a few hours, we would be getting the chance to try out these things. Sex was on all our minds. I was hard and there was no denying it.<\/p>\n
My dick was getting uncomfortably large in the confines of my shorts. I caught my wife looking over at my lap. She smiled and raised her eyebrows. She leaned over and whispered, \u201cEnjoying the book?\u201d I nodded. \u201cMe, too. I can\u2019t wait until later.\u201d She straightened up and we listened attentively to our friend in the back seat.<\/p>\n
Yetunde read, skimming forwards and backwards through the book, selecting interesting or funny passages. Comments of \u201cThat sounds interesting\u201d and \u201cI never thought of doing it that way\u201d and even \u201cOoh, that sounds good\u201d were frequent. Once, while checking the rearview mirror, I noticed that Yetunde\u2019s nipples were visible through her thin top. Apparently, Adaeze and I weren\u2019t the only ones affected by the book.<\/p>\n
The girls were dressed lightly for the hot day. Expecting sex, Yetunde probably wasn\u2019t wearing a bra. I wondered if she was even wearing panties and my dick got even harder. I tried to imagine what she looked like naked. Adaeze and I had discussed fantasies that included Yetunde.<\/p>\n
Adaeze undid her seat belt and slid closer to me. She put her left hand on my bare thigh and then slid it up over my shorts. Glancing sideways at me, she gave me a little smile and licked her lips as her hand slipped under the leg of my shorts. A groan slipped uncontrolled past my lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, what are you two doing up there, anyway? You\u2019re supposed to be driving,\u201d Yetunde said with a grin.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m trying to drive, but it\u2019s hard \u2013\u201d I started to answer but Adaeze cut me off.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, it\u2019s hard alright,\u201d she reported as her hand went under the leg band of my underwear and squeezed the end of my dick.<\/p>\n
\u201cI started to say that it\u2019s hard to drive when someone is distracting me,\u201d I tried again.<\/p>\n
Yetunde was now looking over the front seat and saw where Adaeze\u2019s hand was.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, no fair. I don\u2019t have one of those to play with,\u201d Yetunde whined.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll get yours soon enough,\u201d Adaeze countered, as she continued to squeeze.<\/p>\n
Realizing that Yetunde didn\u2019t mind what Adaeze was doing to me right in front of her, just that she couldn\u2019t do the same thing in the back seat, almost pushed me over the edge. Breathing deeply, I warned Adaeze, \u201cIf you don\u2019t stop, there\u2019s going to be a mess to clean up, unless you\u2019re planning on swallowing all of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adaeze laughed as she answered, \u201cIn the car? Only after dark.\u201d She looked right at Yetunde and winked. I almost came right there. Adaeze withdrew her hand, but Yetunde noticed her fingers had some of my precum smeared on them. Adaeze saw Yetunde\u2019s reaction and licked her fingers clean to tease her friend. Yetunde moaned in frustration.<\/p>\n
\u201cWant a taste? \u201d Adaeze teased, holding up her hand in front of Yetunde\u2019s face.<\/p>\n
Yetunde laughed and said, \u201cNah, I think I\u2019ll wait for mine.\u201d She moved against the back seat again, then added, \u201cBut if you don\u2019t behave yourselves, you\u2019ll drive me to masturbate back here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t let me stop you,\u201d I suggested. That brought a fresh round of giggles.<\/p>\n
\u201cGeesh, get a room, you two,\u201d Yetunde lamented with frustration tingeing her voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re going to, as soon as we get there,\u201d Adaeze answered. \u201cHow much further?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnother two hours,\u201d I replied. \u201cGetting anxious?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe all are,\u201d came the response from the back seat.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe we should change the subject to ease the frustration,\u201d Adaeze offered. \u201cRead some more to us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, that\u2019s what we need. More Joy of Sex,\u201d Yetunde said as we all laughed. In spite of that, she continued reading.<\/p>\n
By the time we arrived at the hotel, the car contained three very horny people who couldn\u2019t wait to get started fucking. That was, after all, what this trip was all about. Sure, there was the beach and all that, but we were really all looking forward to spending a few days (and nights) in our hotel rooms just being couples.<\/p>\n
I felt a little sorry for Yetunde. Adaeze and I were going to hop into bed as soon as we checked in. Yetunde would have to wait a few hours for Chike to arrive. I suspected that if he didn\u2019t arrive soon, Yetunde was going to take matters into her own hands until he got there.<\/p>\n
Parking in front of the lobby, I got out of the car and stretched. The girls followed suit and we walked through the glass doors of the lobby. We were greeted by a crowd. It was a holiday weekend, after all. By the looks of things, the hotel was going to be sold out.<\/p>\n
I was glad we had made our reservations well in advance. We joined the mob and waited our turns checking in. As we moved closer to the desk, I ended up in one line while Yetunde ended up in another line a little further over.<\/p>\n
The desk clerks appeared overworked and frustrated. It had to be difficult to remain pleasant when confronted with a mob that only grew no matter how fast you worked to reduce it.<\/p>\n
My clerk was a pleasantly attractive young lady with Boma on her nametag. She was trying hard to smile; it was obvious. I stepped up when it was my turn, smiled, and said, \u201cHi, Boma. I have a reservation.\u201d Then I paused and thought about what I said. \u201cI guess you\u2019ve heard that before.\u201d She smiled, too tired to laugh, but she was sweet.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, we\u2019re busy today.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt will end, and we will all be in our rooms, leaving you alone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe worst part is check-in for holiday weekends, like this. What is your name?\u201d<\/p>\n
I told her and she consulted her computer. \u201cYes, I have it. You had requested a connecting room with another guest, I see. I\u2019m not sure if we can manage that. We\u2019re all full.\u201d<\/p>\n
About that time, I sensed Adaeze tensing up at my side. I looked up and saw her looking at Yetunde \u2013 who was looking very upset.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to go see what\u2019s wrong,\u201d Adaeze told me without looking back and started pushing through the crowd to her friend\u2019s side.<\/p>\n
I looked back to Boma and took care of checking in. She was having trouble with the connecting room. About the time she sighed and looked up, I noticed Yetunde making a scene in front of her clerk. Yetunde was crying and Adaeze was trying to comfort her.<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t make out what was wrong with all the background noise.<\/p>\n
Boma looked at me apologetically and said, \u201cI\u2019m sorry. Your friend\u2019s reservation seems to have been removed. I can give you a room on the beach, but the other rooms around it are all assigned.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s OK. That room sounds fine. We\u2019ll work it out. Do you know why the other reservation is gone?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, it looks like it was cancelled.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked over, but Adaeze and Yetunde were nowhere to be seen. Something was really wrong. At least we had one room. We would work out the rest later. I thanked Boma, let her run my ATM card and took my key cards, along with the other paperwork. Boma smiled at me as I moved aside to let the next person move up to the counter.<\/p>\n
Once I could work my way out of the crowd, I found Adaeze and Yetunde on a sofa near the window. Yetunde was sobbing heavily and looked very angry. Adaeze looked concerned. I walked over and sat down next to Adaeze. She in turn looked over to me as I sat.<\/p>\n
She leaned over and filled me in on what had happened. Chike had left a message at the desk for Yetunde. He got called back to work so he wouldn\u2019t be meeting her at the hotel. After Yetunde read the note, the clerk asked if she was still checking in and she replied, \u201cHell, no!\u201d before storming away. I looked at Adaeze. She read the expression on my face correctly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know what to do, either.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s go to our room. It\u2019s more private and more comfortable.\u201d<\/p>\n
Yetunde wasn\u2019t in the mood to do anything, but she let Adaeze lead her back to the car. They rode together in the back seat as I drove around to our room. I parked and got out to open the room. Adaeze came up to me as I was unlocking the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cYetunde is really pissed with Chike right now. She is saying she wants to go home.\u201d I looked directly at Adaeze. \u201cI know, I don\u2019t want to drive back right now, either. She cancelled her reservation. All she can do now is stay with us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAdaeze, -\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t like it either, but what can I do? We can\u2019t have her sleeping in the car.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, I doubt she\u2019ll find another room anywhere near here, what with the holiday and all. I guess she can stay with us.\u201d I opened the door. The cool interior was dark because the curtains were closed. It took a few moments for our eyes to adjust. \u201cOops.\u201d<\/p>\n
Adaeze looked past me to see what I meant. The room had a table, chair, dresser, and a king-size bed. One king-size bed. Our eyes met.<\/p>\n
\u201cOne bed,\u201d I said, stating the obvious.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah. That might be a problem.\u201d Adaeze thought for a moment. \u201cDo you think they could move us to another room with two beds?\u201d<\/p>\n
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