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Barry’s story.Barry had asked his friend Matt to meet him for a drink. Matt is a good friend, and Barry had a personal situation he wanted to discuss.After the preliminaries, Matt asked, “Okay, Barry, what is on your mind?””It is a sensitive subject, so I would appreciate you keeping it to yourself. It is Constance and me.””Oh my god, are you two splitting up?””No, Matt, we aren’t. We are good, better than good. But we went to a friend’s place for drinks a week ago. There were a few people there. Most I didn’t know. Anyway, I hadn’t seen Constance for a while, so I looked for her. There was no sign downstairs, so I looked upstairs and found her in one of the bedrooms. She was in the arms of some guy, a much younger guy. They were kissing, he had his hands on Constance’s ass cheeks, and she had her hand down his pants.””Jesus, Barry, what did you do? I would have gone crazy if that had been Julie.””I thought I would too, but I didn’t.””You didn’t. Then what did you do?””I walked over, grabbed Constant’s arm, pulled her hand out of his pants, and told Constance to get onto the bed. The way she lay, her Maltepe Escort dress ended up at the top of her thighs. I saw a damp spot in her red panties, so I pushed her dress further and yanked her panties off. The guy mumbled he should go, but I told him to stay.””My god, Barry. What then?””I ordered Constance to open her legs and asked whoever he was if he liked Constance’s shaved pussy. He nodded nervously, and then I asked if he was thinking about it when he had his tongue down her throat, and he nodded again. I told him he had a choice and could either leave or go down on Constance.””What did he do?” Matt asked eagerly.”He got between Constance’s legs and started eating her pussy. I got on the bed and looked down at Constance. The look on her face was a cross between fear and ecstasy. When I asked if it was good, Constance managed a faint yes. I smiled, and she smiled. The fear vanished, and then Constance orgasmed.””I don’t believe this,” Matt said.Barry assured Matt every word was true, and he carried on his story. “I could see it in Constance’s eyes. She wanted Maltepe Escort Bayan to get fucked, so I told the guy to stick his cock in her. I held Constance’s hand and watched as this guy slid into her and gave her pussy a pounding with his thick cock.””Where did he cum?” Matt wanted to know.Barry was blunt and said, “In her cunt.”Matt admitted he had a hard-on just listening.Barry ordered another beer, and while they waited, he carried on, “Everything has changed. I was so worked up that I stopped the car and told Constance to go down on me on the way home. Even though we parked at the side of the road, she didn’t hesitate. She got my cock out and swallowed it. We tore each other’s clothes off as soon as we got home and fucked against the wall in the hall and the living room floor. Constance was cumming constantly, and when I shot my load, it seemed to go on forever.””I don’t know how you could do it, Barry. Let a stranger have sex with your wife.””It turned out for the best. Constance can’t do enough to show her appreciation.””Like what?””Like last week. All I had Escort Maltepe in my head was Constance’s pussy getting banged; obviously, my cock reacted. I snapped my fingers and pointed to my crotch. Constance got my cock out without being told and gave me a fantastic blowjob. She hardly wears any clothes at home and is ready and willing to fuck anytime, with more energy than she has for years.””You lucky bastard,” Matt commented.”Constance asked me if it would be okay for her to have sex again with someone.””Fuck, Barry, what did you say?””I said yes. Our sex life has never been so good. It is a small price and a turn-on for me—a win-win for us both. That is where you come in.”Matt pondered for a second, “Me, I don’t understand.””You like Constance, don’t you?”Matt had always had a thing for Constance but didn’t want to admit it to Barry, so he played down his desire, “Well, yes, we are friends.””Come on, Matt, we both know you would love to get into Constance’s pants. Here is your chance because I am offering her to you with my blessing.”Matt was astonished by Barry’s proposition. He was silent for a moment, then said, “Fuck me, Barry. You’re not joking, are you?””I would appreciate it if you let me watch,” Barry said.”Does Constance know about this?””No, but think about it. Don’t take too long, though. Constance has her eye on another guy, but to be honest, I would prefer it was you.”