WIFES FRIEND IS A HOMEWRECKER AGAIN

A continuation of the HW story in which a slutty college friend secretly shoves her friend's panties up her cunt in front of her friend's husband. In the previous story, the narration was in the wife's name. But it's worth looking at the situation from the other side as well. It's not all that clear cut.

I'm considered a slut, and somewhere they're right. I just love men, I love it when their eyes light up at the sight of me and their dicks tense up. It's my fetish for arousal. I invited Tami and her husband over to my house for a friendly dinner. I mean, why did this dinner happen at all when I was suspected of betrayal the last time we met? But it's not my fault. I am who I am. And her husband is capable of making his own choices.
I am very excited to meet my friends and we greeted each other nicely, but I am so fond of flirting with men and making women jealous. I ask her husband to make Tami jealous, and while she turns away, I kiss him on the mouth, our tongues entwined in a passionate wet kiss, his cock already hard. Yeah, right from the get-go. And it's a challenge for me to see where this meeting takes us next.
We're chatting sweetly on the couch, the three of us, and suddenly Tami tells me an "unbelievable" story that happened at their house after my last visit. She complained that her favorite panties were gone. Of course, I pretended I had no idea what she was talking about. After all, it all sounds like the fantasies of a crazy person. Tami also shared that when she was lying on the bed she smelled someone else's pussy and had lesbian dreams.

Of course, after I played in their bed. I'm surprised they didn't want another woman in their bed. But you can't pretend I had anything to do with that story. I laugh at Tami, suddenly she's a lesbian. After all, I really don't understand how you can want to eat pussy when you are married to such a stud with a huge hard cock. I've only felt his dick, but I haven't seen it. And that's another challenge. I interrupted the conversation so she wouldn't go too far and went to make dinner in the kitchen. While this couple was having their time together, I couldn't deny myself the pleasure of playing with my pussy. After all, I'm already wet, and it's a good way to enjoy my body in a rather setting. They don't notice my fingers penetrating my pussy under my dress. They think I'm doing something in the kitchen, but at the same time the dirtiest fantasies are brewing in my head. And to fulfill them, I need him. I ask Tami's husband to fetch one bottle from my bedroom because my fingers have become dry. He's probably surprised to find a bottle of lube on my bedside table. It's the one I want. And it's him. I ask him to help me with the cooking and let Tami rest. His breath hitches as he hands me the bottle of lube. I can even hear him swallowing drool, probably the fantasies in his head kept him busy too. He runs his hand over my hips, over my stomach, over my waist.

He looks into my eyes, he can't say a word. He's never been as close to cheating as he is now. There is no other woman in his mind. His cock is now standing on nothing but me. He was surprised when I open the kitchen cabinet and pull out a dildo. Yes, that's the kind of hostess I am. He pretends to help in the kitchen because Tami sometimes peeks in on us, she can smell sex in the air apparently. Or maybe not if she has sex once a month. The dildo penetrates my pussy and it squelches so loudly that just the sound of it would make everyone in this apartment cum. I say loudly so Tami can hear me that I need to check the food in the oven and get down on my knees. In front of her husband, whose cock no longer fits in his pants. He pulls out his huge hot cock, I wasn't wrong about him, I can smell studs a mile away and know what to do with them. For starters, I immediately open my mouth and let the stud feel the warmth and wetness of my mouth. It's so fucking risky!
My friend is here, in the same living room