Becoming more than friends
written by:
cptn_average

I had been friends with Allison for quite a long time. We practically grew up together and seemingly our lives always crossed paths. From a young age she had always played a recurring role in my sexual fantasies. Unfortunately for me, she did not feel the same way. This didn't bother me too much as neither one of us stayed single for too long anyway. However, our differing feelings never stopped us from teasing and flirting with each other. Especially when nobody else was around.

Then she met Rob and they got serious. I, on the other hand, never found the right girl to get serious with. So while those two got married, I kept right on dating. At first the three of us and whomever I was dating at the time would hang out together on a regular basis. Then we kind of drifted apart. First they moved to a city a little further away. Then I moved a few hours away for work.

Facebook and the internet was great for keeping in contact with Allison and Rob. Rob and I also became good friends over the years. Mainly because he moved from across the country just before meeting Allison, so he didn't really have a lot of guy friends.

Then I started to notice a change between their posts, mainly Allison's. It was nothing concrete, just a feeling that they were drifting apart. It didn't help that her direct messages to me became more obtuse and indirect about him and took on an innocent flirting tone with me; or that I started to respond in her a similar tone. Although Rob's posts were also changing, more about him hanging out with the guys than things with Allison. I can only imagine what 'hanging with the guys' means. At least he didn't post too many pictures, and the ones he did were extremely tame.

I found out I was going to be in their neighborhood for work and would actually wrap up on a Friday. They both insisted I stop by and hang out with them, including crashing at their home. Unfortunately, the tone of the messages between Allison and myself became less innocent the closer the date came. And the messages with Rob became more gruff and awkward.

That Friday things go smoother at work than I planned and was able to leave a little early. A quick message to both of them and Allison was also able to escape early, but Rob might be a little late.

Allison and I got to her house at the same time. She immediately opened up a bottle of white wine for her and offered me a beer. We sat down on two chairs and began chatting, alternating between catching up, teasing, and of course flirting. Somewhere in our talking Allison mentions, "I'm a total flake, I can't hang out with you two tonight."

"Why not?"

"I already told my girlfriends I'd hang out with them. Maybe go out for Chinese then a chick-flick at the theater, or possibly just hang out at a wine bar for girl-talk."

"Sounds like fun for you."

Although in my head I was disappointed and wishing she'd come out with Rob. I also found it odd Allison would forget something like that. Then she really got me going with her next statement.

"Hopefully I'll have someone to take advantage of me afterwards. My wild side tends to come out when I get drunk. And after the week I've had, I'll be drunk tonight." She giggles. I could've sworn she winked at me as she said that. She continues, "On the other hand, when Rob has too much to drink he just passes out."

"I don't think he'll have too much. Besides, I'm sure you'll get your needs taken care of one way or another." I was trying to make it seem like it would either be Rob or a toy. Except I was secretly hoping it would be me that would get to fuck her.

Rob comes in just after that exchange to us laughing about something stupid on television. Rob goes upstairs to get cleaned up. When he comes back down his tone is short with Allison.

"You ready to go yet, Allison."

"Remember, hon, I reminded you this morning I forgot about my girl's night tonight." She replied sweetly.

"Another one? You spend more time with those girls than you do me." He snipes back.

Hearing that, the thought that goes through my mind is that from the posts it looks like you spend more than you're fair share of nights out with the guys. Instead I keep my mouth shut.

Turning to me he calms down and lightens up, "Come on Jeff, we can still go out for steaks then catch the game at a sports bar. Sound good?"

"Sure thing, Rob, sounds great. Have fun tonight Allison."

"I will. You too." She responds.

Rob and I end up at a steak joint across town. He starts flirting with the waitress as soon as we sit down. After Allison's comment earlier, I'm expecting Rob to start drinking heavily right from the start. However he takes his time and is far from tipsy, let alone drunk. All I can think about is that maybe I misread Rob and should rethink my attitude toward him; and in the end should rethink my feelings for Allison. We finish dinner, settle up and head out.

"I love going to that place." Rob announces as he pulls away. "Now for some fun."

Instead of going closer to his home, Rob goes even further from home to a sports bar about thirty minutes from dinner. Which puts us almost an hour from his home. As he walked inside the bar, I knew why he chose this one. Rob barely walked up to the bar before he had a drink in one hand and a girl in the other. Granted the girl was a waitress and giving him a hug, but that was just the start. Rob started by flirting with the staff and a few attractive women, pretty much anyone who would respond. I joined in at first, being much more selective and definitely trying to talk to someone before Rob did. Not to mention someone whose friend was receiving Rob's attention.

I stopped as it started to get more pathetic on his part. He began to get more and more physical with everyone. At first it was a touch on the hand or arm. Then it became a shoulder. Or even a leg if she let him. All the while trying to drink the bar dry. I also noticed his phone going off a few times, possibly from text messages. On the other hand, I hadn't received one text. Not that I get a lot of them, but I was expecting at least one from Allison to see how we were doing. She must have gone to the movies.

Rob finally notices his phone, checks the message, and mutters something about why can't Allison trust him and leave him alone. Right before he turned his phone off and a final word of 'bitch.'

To me, turning the phone off was uncalled for and over the line, but I didn't want to stir anything up with him right now. A few minutes later I get a text from Allison, 'how is he? He turned his phone off again, didn't he?'

I thought for a second about lying to her, but I couldn't. In the end I responded, 'Yes. It's off. He's doing ok.'

Somehow confirming his phone was off pushed her over the edge and confirmed her suspicions. Her next text was a photo of her body reflected in a mirror in a blue lace bra and panties. The image of seeing her body like that blew my mind I glanced at Rob who was halfway down the bar and engrossed in some young girl. 'Girls night ended already?' I respond.

'Yep. You don't like what you see?'

'No, didn't say that. You are as beautiful as ever.'

Rob comes back and starts prattling on about how he loves this bar, between the beer selection, the staff, and the clientele, who couldn't. I only nod my head and sip my beer. Mentally I do have to agree with him. On any other night I'd love be here trying to pick up the smart dressed women. Except tonight it seems I've got other plans.

A little bit later another text from Allison. Another photo from the front, this time topless and a caption of 'his loss.'

I look up again and find Rob. He's at the other end of the bar getting cozy with two young co-eds this time. Again I am at a total loss at how he his acting and can only shake my head in disbelief. Getting up I walk over by him. He sees me and claps a hand on my shoulder, directly in my ear tells me with a grin on his face, "You take the blonde. I'll take the brunette. If we play our cards right we might both be inside them tonight."

I look at him questioningly, not sure I heard or believing Rob said what he did.

Seeing my confusion, Rob turns to the girls, "Excuse us ladies. We'll be right back."

"Don't get me wrong. I still love Allison to death. I just need something different than my usual now and then. Both those girls are even different than my usual diversion, but hey, you're here so let's celebrate."

I still look at him confused. "So you guys have an arrangement?" I ask.

He stutters, thrown off guard. "Well, not exactly. But I'm pretty sure she does it too." He continues trying to justify himself.

"How do you know? Have you seen or heard anything?" I keep pressing.

"No. But it's normal to do this sort of thing."

Now I haven't been married, but I know enough couples to know that it isn't usually the 'normal thing to do'. His comments also make me think about the flirting and now photos of Allison, his wife. I quickly justify that as he's gone further with a lot more women. I know, that doesn't make it anymore right, but I also take some comfort in knowing that going further and having sex with Allison is giving her a chance to do it with someone who genuinely cares about her. Hearing him talk like that I decide to give up on him and give in to Allison and play along with her.

"Maybe you should take both of them, Rob. I'm going to find someone more my taste." I manage while I direct him back to the waiting girls.

I send a quick note to Allison 'Perky. Just the right size.'

Seeing him shot down by those two girls I go back over to Rob and try and reign him in. "Maybe we should call it a night. It's getting late."

"Nah, it's just getting started." He mumbles and moves away from me.

He continues to drink and flirt, and shoot me down every time I mention going home; calling me all sorts of names. It really became pathetic and I almost felt sorry for him. On the other hand, if I wasn't there, at best he'd be making out with one of these and most likely fondling and groping them. At the worst he'd fuck them and before going back home to Allison. I get the impression he's cheated on her quite a bit.

Throughout this I am also exchanging texts with Allison. Her next one shows off her naked ass in the mirror, her legs spread and you can almost make out her labia. I respond, 'Now that is something I can get behind.'

The next photo doesn't contain her at all. Instead it's a photo of two sets of handcuffs and a blindfold with a caption of 'I want to be used, teased, and fucked. My body is the ultimate toy.' I actually need to take a few breathes to calm myself putting everything together and to phrase my response. In the end I settle on 'I can't wait to play it. Your urges will be satisfied tonight.'

I hit send, take another steadying breath and find Rob; who is in a corner with his tongue down a woman's throat, and hers down his. Getting closer I can see each one has a hand down the other's pants. She breaks the kiss, grabs his crotch and heads to the bathroom giggling. I quickly settle up with the bartender and manage to corral Rob. "That's the one, Jeff. That's the one I'm going to fuck tonight." He declares in a drunken stupor.

Now if I hadn't of heard his speech earlier I might have thought he was joking and it was just the alcohol talking. Unfortunately, he was serious. "Come on Rob. It's time to go."

"But she's the fucking one." He protests.

"If she's the one, why is she walking out the door with a group of her girlfriends?" Which wasn't quite true, but I didn't think he'd be able to call my bluff. Besides, for his sake I needed to get him home. Not to mention Allison would be waiting.

"Oh fuck. Serious. Bitch." He mumbles dejectedly. "Ok. Let's go."

Before I drive off I send her a message with the name of the bar. Her response is a picture of her pussy and caption, 'I'm not sure this can wait that long.'

'It'll definitely be worth it. I'm sure you have some very strong urges that need to be taken care of by something real.'

'I'll be waiting.'

Rob is moaning painfully, as his body catches up with the amount of alcohol he's had to drink. I put the car in drive to leave and as soon as I pull out of the parking lot he opens the window and throws up. Luckily his car has a GPS unit so I can get back to his house. I go a few more minutes and Rob starts moaning about throwing up again. I pull over just as he opens the car door and throws up again. This time he gets in and within a few minutes he is out cold; which is a very good thing for both of us. For one, I don't have to listen to him whine and complain about his condition. Secondly, he won't see the bulge in my pants the closer we get to his house.

I pull in and all the lights are off. This has me thinking maybe the whole night is all just Allison having fun and teasing. Except I don't really think she'd go that far and not go through with it. Somehow I manage to get Rob out of the car, in the house and dump in on a couch in the living room on the first floor. I do toss a pillow near his head and a blanket over him, figuring that's the least I can do before fucking his wife.

Walking towards the stairs I catch the soft glow of candles coming from upstairs. A big grin crosses my face, maybe this will be it after all. Otherwise I'm going to jack off in their bathroom. There's no way I'm going to bed with these painfully blue balls. I get to the top of the stairs and blow that candle out. Now the light is coming from their bedroom. Quietly I peek around the corner into the bedroom before standing in the doorway. Allison is handcuffed to the bed, her legs spread wide and hands straight above her blindfolded head. A pillow is under her ass, tilting it up. The entire room is bathed in candle light.

I step into the room and silently take off my clothes. She still turns her head in my direction, but stays quiet. Walking towards her, I lean over Allison and kiss her hard, my tongue pressing deep into her mouth. She quickly and forcefully responds, pushing her tongue up into my mouth. Breaking the kiss I roughly grab her tits, pinching the hardened nipples. A sigh escapes her lips, "Yes, use me." She whispers, barely audible.

The thought of speaking crosses my mind, but instead I simply close her mouth and press my finger against her lips. She nods her head up and down.

With a grin I very gently run my fingers all along her body, from her wrists down to her ankles and back again. Each pass I skip her pussy, just catching the outer edges of her landing strip. Allison whimpers as she squirms, alternating between trying to get away from the tickle and moving per pussy closer to my fingers.

Stopping that, I kiss, nibble, lick and gently blow along the sides and nape of her neck. Moving down her body towards her breasts. Pulling my head back I focus on her right breast first, running two fingers in circles around her areola. Just touching the nipple before pinching it again. Then I trace those same circles with my tongue. Even going so far as running my teeth across the hardened nub a few times before sucking it in my mouth and flicking my tongue across her nipple. Once I let go, I repeat the entire process with her left breast. All Allison can do is keep squirming and quietly moaning, becoming increasingly turned on.

Finished with her breasts I continue kissing down her stomach until I reach her snatch. Except I stop and jump down to the inside of her right leg and kiss upwards, stopping just before I touch her labia, before kissing the inside of her left leg from knee to labia. This is driving her crazy, but it also seems that she is thoroughly enjoying it. Allison's perfectly groomed landing strip is glistening from her juices in the candlelight.

Instead of continuing with her cunt, I get up and move towards her head.

"Tease." She whispers again. Once again I close her mouth and press my finger against her lips. And again she nods her understanding.

I replace my finger with my rock hard dick and Allison happily opens her lips up and takes it in her mouth. She tries to bob up and down as much as she can in her predicament. Instead she focuses on running her tongue along the length of my shaft and especially the head. I rest a hand on the inside of her thigh, as high as I can without touching anything. Every time Allison squirms trying to get her pussy touching my hand I move it back. I let her suck on my cock for a minute or two before pulling back and kiss her neck gently. Except I'm not done with her mouth yet, as I place first my right nipple then my left in her mouth for her to kiss, suck, flick her tongue and teeth across it, and lick it.

Pulling back once again to think of what to do next I hear Allison whisper, "Fuck me. Use me."

I shake my head in amusement. Her speaking, however quietly, is breaking the silence I want. Moving away from the bed I walk around until I spot the lace blue panties Allison was wearing laying on the floor next to her mirror. With another grin I grab it, and seeing that there isn't enough of a stain from her dried juices on the gusset, I wipe it against her soaking wet cunt before moving back up by her head. The sudden contact makes Allison buck her hips and thrash her whole body as I finally touch her sex. Leaning down I kiss once again kiss Allison roughly, shoving my tongue deep in her mouth as she responds just as aggressively. I pull away and replace my tongue with her now soaking wet panties. Even though they're lace, they don't quite fit, so I make sure that some of her juices are directly under her nose. Through the gag I softly and seductively kiss Allison, tasting her juices on the lace.

Breaking the kiss, I gently run my fingers along her body, moving towards her pussy until I am kneeling between her legs. Teasingly, I start at the top of her landing strip and plant small kisses in a circle around her pussy. Each circle moving closer to my goal. The teasing is driving her crazy. Allison is continuously trying to shift her hips to help me find her honeypot and eat her out. Several passes later I finally reach the bottom of her slit where I kiss up the length until I reach her hardened clit. The final kiss sending a frenzied jolt of energy through her body. Only then do I start licking up and down her gash, starting out very gentle and pressing harder with each pass. I flick her clit with my tongue each time, causing Allison's body to spasm. Eventually I press against her velvet hole and focus directly on that for a few seconds. Allison senses her reward is coming and starts to buck her hips up and down harder against my face. If only she knew I wasn't close to allowing her to cum.

With a muffled moan from Allison I switch my focus again, this time going for her clit. I do everything from swirling my tongue around it, to sucking it in my mouth, and even running my teeth across her nub. She squirms even more each time I touch her engorged clit. To really get her going I press a finger between her labia bringing out another moan from Allison as I keep pushing into my finger is buried deep inside her. Curling my finger I rub against her g-spot causing Allison to jump in pleasure. I pull my finger back and insert a second finger inside.

Between my fingers and tongue pleasuring her, Allison is really bucking her hips wildly, her legs are starting to spasm a little bit from the built up energy. To add another twist, I slow down with my mouth and fingers to reach up and play with her tits. I alternate between running my hand across the tip of her hardened nipple and gently tapping against her breast. The tapping isn't hard, but the stimulation is enough to throw her off a heartbeat before pushing her closer. For more fun I give Allison another twist. I stop working her breasts over and get a finger covered with her juices before pressing it against her asshole. Allison stops for a second caught off guard before pushing back against my finger. Now, I'm not sure if she's actually taken something up her sexy ass, or just so wound up and excited that she'd do anything at that point; so I didn't want to push any further. Instead I ran my finger through the crack of her ass, stopping for an extra heartbeat against her brown hole.

Allison's pelvic muscles start pulsing and grabbing my fingers as she desperately seeks release. I think about holding her even longer, but decide she's had enough and deserves several orgasms. I pick up the pace, focusing on her clit and g-spot. In a matter of minutes, Allison's whole body tightens up; her ass lifts off the bed quickly followed by her back arching before exploding in a powerful orgasm. As the orgasm floods her body, I keep fucking and licking her driving Allison through several smaller ones.

While Allison is already in orgasmic bliss, I rise up on the bed and bury my hard cock deep inside her in one powerful thrust. Pulling out as soon as I bottom out, only to thrust in again. After a few long thrusts, I hold myself deep inside for a heartbeat before thrusting with my hips, keeping my dick buried deep the whole time. The change in pressure against Allison drives her crazy as she tries to push back as hard as she can. I lean forward and take first one nipple in my mouth before the other one. Re-positioning myself again, I lean back on my heels so I can rub a thumb against her clit pushing her towards yet another orgasm.

Feeling she is close, I lean forward again and start pistoning in and out of her cunt as hard and fast as I can. Allison has long since gone past any sounds other than an almost continuous moan, now muffled through her makeshift gag. Her body is spasming wildly, pushing back against me while her pussy muscles are trying to milk my cock dry. I finally feel my orgasm building up and with a grunt, my cock spasms inside Allison as I fill her up with my seed. Being single and not cumming recently I had a lot to give my friend. Allison's body jerks again as she experience's the second most powerful orgasm of the night.

As I pull out, our combined juices leak out of her well fucked pussy. Moving up to lay along Allison, I gently kiss each side of her neck. With one hand I scoop up a big glob of my cum while removing the gag with the other. Allison hungrily cleans off my fingers before I lean in and kiss her, our tongues entwined.

Breaking the kiss I start to speak, but Allison beats me to it.

"Thank you," she whispers, exhausted but sounds extremely satisfied, "Please untie me. I won't do anything to you, follow you, or even leave my bed until I hear you drive away."

I think for a second because I know she got herself into this position, but I'm not sure how easily she can get out of it. Kissing her gently on the lips, I whisper "I will know if you move. And if you do I'll return and you'll have to work much harder for an orgasm."

She nods her head yes. I reach up and find the release to remove the handcuffs. True to her word, Allison doesn't move a muscle as she rests her arms over her head.

Exhausted, I stumble downstairs to the guest room. Somehow I manage to get my clothes off before I crawl into the bed. Thankfully I was going to spend the night here anyway. This just made it more convenient on several fronts.

I wake up the next morning to the sound and smells of breakfast being made. Getting dressed I walk past the living room where I dumped Rob last night and notice he isn't there. I walk into the kitchen and Allison is finishing up some pancakes. Glancing in my direction and smiles, "Bacon's finished, help yourself to some toast, juice is in the fridge, and these will be done in a second."

"Thank you. It smells wonderful."

Then I notice she's wearing a t-shirt and panties.

"How's Rob feeling this morning? I didn't see him on the couch."

"I heard that asshole throwing up in our bathroom before he tried to get in bed with me. I wouldn't let him and pushed him out. For all I know he slept right there on the floor. He woke up this morning and left without saying anything."

"Are you ok?" Obvious concern in my voice, wondering if I helped ruin my friend's marriage.

"Yes. I haven't felt this good in years. I should've done it a long time ago." She responds convincingly. "Besides, last night was the first time I truly felt satisfied sexually." She continues with a wink.

"In that case he won't mind." As I pull her onto my lap and lift Allison's shirt exposing her bare tits.

"No. Well, he might mind; but that's his problem. I don't mind."

"I'm glad." Hugging her tightly and a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Besides, I can't wait until I can participate more."

"Neither can I. Not to mention we'll be able to take our time."

We finished breakfast and Allison threw some clothes in a bag before we left for my house. Neither of us wanted to be around her house any longer.

She did end up kicking him out of the house for good and filed for divorce shortly after that. The two of us have been together ever since. One day we might actually get married.