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I don't know how it started. George is my husband's best friend. I am an average wife well into my early fifties, still good looking for my age, a solid marriage and a good husband, John. I am well educated and I have a piano degree even if I don't play in public. My life is completely normal, John, my husband, has a good income and I am a stay-at-home woman with a beautiful house, a nice garden and a small pool. Family, friends, holidays, all is ok. As I said George is my husband's John best friend. They met at elementary school. Normally he frequents our place and usually we have a good time. Thru the years we shared many great times with George and a few of his long-term girlfriends. My comfort with George was very obvious in my displays of affection towards him and our relationship. But at a certain moment George became single. He split her last girlfriend out and he didn't find another. I joked with him insinuating some secret liaison with a married lady at work and we laughed about it. My husband didn't feel threatened by George at all and me too, he was only a good friend, maybe our best friend with a little flirt between him and me since he became single.
A day a domestic accident occurred.
It was a summer afternoon and having not a thing to do I decided to sunbathe in the backyard while my husband was at work. I lay there on a sunbed face down reading a book and time passed quietly. At a certain moment I stopped reading and wanting to tan properly I turned side and stretched on my back I left my top off. Our backyard is so secluded that nobody can catch an eye inside so I lay there with my tits naked in the sun. It was really hot and after a while I decided to push down my panties also. Not bad for a middle age lady to sunbathe in her garden with neither a stich on apart her stray hat and sunglasses. In the quiet afternoon I closed my eyes and took a nap. Maybe, I don't know exactly. Not a long time passed and opening my eyes again I petrified. George stood near my sunbed looking at my naked body.
"George what are you doing here", I told him rather amazed with my big tits and hairy pussy full on display.
He apologized.
John texted him to come to our house and take the fishing rods to revisioning them. He found the gateway open and entered but he couldn't even imagine to find me like that.
What a scatterbrain! I forgot to close the gateway!
I minimized ironically, "Well you can't say to have seen nothing", and covering my body with a tool I stood up.
Being ironical I told him, "George don't look at my ass now", and went inside the house saying him to follow me and take those stupid fishing rods. Passing from the laundry I put a camisole on my naked body and keep my modesty back. He took the fishing rods and left apologizing to me again. I told him, "Not big deal all is ok", and the accident was closed.
Weeks went by and a few months too.
No one thing had changed.
George was frequently at home with us and sometimes John and I went out for a pizza joined with other friends or the three of us only. I never thought at George in sexual terms and he never made mention of the naked accident in the garden but a night after a soccer game in tv and a couple of beers the unthinkable happened. John was snoring on the sofa and George was leaving. He said goodbye to me at the door as I gave him a normal tight hug and peck on the cheeks, he squeezed me towards him more than normal and opened his mouth and shoved his tongue in my mouth. I was surprised but didn't want to wake up my husband with an outcry, so I only pushed him out and shut the door.
The next morning George was at our door and looked like hell, he couldn't sleep and felt awful. It was sad as he feverously apologized for the kiss, he felt terrible to my husband and me he said over and over again. I walked up to George and told him to be quiet as he was a great friend and that it was not a big deal, it was just a kiss. Saying
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