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As my husband was finishing up a few things around the house a while ago, I could tell that he was extremely excited. We were fixing up the guest room because we were getting ready to have someone come stay with us. About three years ago, my husband's close friend was involved in an unfortunate situation on his way home from a bar. He had been out drinking with some friends and on his way home, a couple of guys tried to pick a fight and mug him. Being that he had served in the military, he was able to defend himself pretty easily against these guys. The unfortunate part was that he went a little overboard since he had been drinking and one of the guys was hospitalized for several months. The guy completely got what he deserved for trying to mug our friend Carlos, but sadly, the judge that was assigned to the case didn't see things that way. Carlos was charged for beating the guy so severely and ended up being sentenced to two years in county lockup. It was an unfortunate situation and he was just defending himself, but I guess the judge cared for the fact that he nearly beat the guy into a coma. When he began his sentence, my husband went to see him on a weekly basis. We were really the only people that he had around here because the rest of his family lived out of state. Carlos had been hoping to land a full-time job at a big business in our area when he got out of the military, but unfortunately everything that had happened put a halt to that. Luckily for him, he was a very good inmate and was eligible for parole after serving 9 1/2 months in prison. He went in front of the judge and after everything was reviewed, the judge let him out on probation. My husband was ecstatic that his friend was coming out early and looked forward to hanging out with Carlos again. Unfortunately, after serving almost a year in prison, Carlos really had nothing to come back to so after talking to me about it, my husband and I decided put him up in our guest room until he could get back on his feet.

A few days after we had discussed and set everything up, Carlos was set to get out. My husband set out to go pick him up and had to drive about 2 1/2 hours to the prison. I stayed behind and waited, making dinner so that he would have a nice meal to come home to. They arrived home late that evening and the first thing I noticed was how much Carlos had changed in the year that he was in prison. He was already a good-looking guy when he went in, and it seemed like all he did was work out while he was there. As we sat and enjoyed dinner, he told us all about his time away. He did indeed spend a lot of time working out because there wasn't much else to do. He said that he would often spend hours doing push-ups and sit-ups in his jail cell and that explained how he got himself into such good shape. The three of us enjoyed dinner and caught up on old times, before finally calling it a night and heading to bed.

The next morning, I woke up to the smell of food cooking. After getting out of bed I made my way through the house and found Carlos in the kitchen, making breakfast for my husband and I. The first thing I noticed was that he wasn't wearing a shirt and his abs were pretty rock solid. He also had a bunch of tattoos on his arms as well as his back and his chest. Something about guys with tattoos always turned me on as I found them to be bad asses and sexy. I thanked him for making us breakfast and we enjoyed our meal and were soon joined by my husband. We once again chatted as we hung at the table for a while. Once we were done, my husband and him got ready to go out so that they could buy Carlos a few items that he needed. I stayed behind and puttered around the house until they got back. We ended up spending the next couple of days just hanging around the house and catching up on old times.

The following Monday, my husband returned to work and I stayed home with Carlos since I was off of work. I set him up on our computer so that he could look for work and that's what he did for most of the day. For the next couple of days, Carlos would look for jobs online and in between, he would help me out with some of the house work. It was nice to have a helping hand because it's something that I didn't often get from my husband. He also would help me with dinner and the two of us began to get friendly with each other. This pretty much took place on a daily basis and throughout that time, I noticed Carlos getting friendlier with me and even complimenting me on several occasions. From time to time he would even give me a once over if I were wearing a nice outfit. I realized that he hadn't been around women for almost a year and he was probably horny, but it felt good to attract attention because my husband and I had fallen into a dull routine after being together for so many years. I didn't mind the attention and even complimented Carlos back on his own looks. He would work out in the garage and from time to time I would find myself checking him out as well whenever he walked around without a shirt. He definitely took good care of himself and his body showed.

About two months after Carlos came to stay with us, my husband and I decided to take him out for dinner one Friday evening. I dressed up in a pair of dress pants and a dress shirt that showed off my curves. I noticed Carlos admiring my outfit on a few occasions that evening and it made me feel good. My husband never said a word about how I looked so it was nice to hear it from Carlos. We headed out to a local restaurant where we enjoyed a nice meal and a couple of drinks. We had plenty of fun and enjoyed each other's company as the three of us had dinner. After wrapping up our evening, we headed back to the house to hang out some more. After we arrived, the three of us settled into the living room to watch TV. My husband quickly grabbed a couple of beers for us to drink while we watched a movie. A couple of beers ended up turning into almost a case of beer and to follow that up, the guys decided to take shots of Jack Daniels. I only took two shots because I wasn't a very big drinker and the two shots went to my head immediately. The guys on the other hand, went back and forth taking shots and I could tell that my husband was getting extremely drunk. He wasn't a huge drinker as well and I could tell that the booze was definitely getting to him.

At almost midnight, the three of us were pretty sauced up and my husband got up to use the bathroom. Carlos and I remained in the living room watching the movie and after a good 15 min. or so, I got up to go check on my husband because he hadn't returned. I found him in our bedroom and after trying to wake him, I realized there was no point. He was out like a bear so I just let him be and went back into the living room where Carlos was still watching TV. I grabbed another round of beers for him and me and sat on the couch by his side. We cracked open the beers and chatted with each other while watching the remainder of the movie. By then I was feeling pretty good and Carlos must've noticed. He began to complement and flirt with me and I found myself blushing and practically melting by everything he was saying. I smiled and thanked him for all he was saying and that's when he leaned in and kissed me. I was caught a bit off guard and didn't react right away. He took that as a green light and continued kissing me, slowly parting my lips with his tongue. At that point, I began to react and found myself kissing him back. The two of us remained with our lips locked for a while as we kissed each other. It felt so romantic and erotic to feel his lips against mine. I hadn't experienced a passionate kiss in well over a year or more.

As we kissed each other, we began to run our hands around each other's bodies. It all felt so good but at the same time I realized how wrong it was. We eventually broke the kiss, and I suggested that we call it a night and head to bed. Carlos seemed a bit disappointed but he understood and agreed. We kissed each other one more time before getting up and walking to our bedrooms. As I made my way into my room, I was as horny as I had ever felt. I knew I wouldn't get anything from my husband since he was out like a rock, so I decided to take a hot shower where I could possibly get myself off. I grabbed my robe and headed into the bathroom. I started the shower and after undressing, I hopped in and began to wash myself. As I was doing so, I noticed some movement in the bathroom and figured it was probably my drunken husband taking a leak. After a few seconds, I noticed the shower curtain moving and was shocked when I saw Carlos climbing into the shower with me. The first thing I noticed was that he was pretty decently hung. His cock was hard and it must've been a good seven or 8 inches long. It was definitely much bigger than my husbands.

As he came into the shower, I went to ask him what he was doing but before I could say anything, he grabbed me and began to kiss me again. I kissed him back and the two of us went at it pretty passionately. As we were kissing, he quickly reached down squeezed my tits with one hand and rubbed my pussy with the other. This entire situation was completely wrong, but yet I found myself to be so turned on by this whole thing, especially knowing that my husband was asleep right down the hall. We kissed each other for a little bit before he broke the kiss and spun me around. I leaned up against the shower wall as Carlos positioned himself behind me. I was so turned on and couldn't wait to feel that big cock inside of me.

As he positioned himself behind me, I felt him grab his cock and lined it up with my eager opening. He rubbed the tip up and down my slit before slowly penetrating me. I let out a soft moan as he slowly sunk inch by inch of his cock into my pussy.. He took his time so that I could adjust to the size. Once he was inside of me, he grabbed me by the hips and began to slowly thrust in and out of me. I began to moan so he quickly put his hand over my mouth. The last thing we wanted to do was make any noise and wake my husband. Carlos took his time fucking me and enjoying the feel of my pussy around his big cock. I realized that I was probably the first woman that he had fucked in over a year and that added to my excitement as well. As he thrust, he reached up and squeezed my tits with one of his hands while keeping his other one over my mouth so I wouldn't make noise. It didn't take long for him to tense up and tell me that he was going to cum. I told him not to stop and that's when he picked up his pace and started fucking me as hard as he could. Within seconds he erupted, blowing a huge load of his hot seed inside of me. He continued to thrust while filling my pussy with everything that he had to offer. It seemed like he would never stop cumming. After a minute or so, he finally pulled his cock out of me and I could feel a rush of cum seeping out of my pussy and down my legs. He quickly spun me around and kissed me again before thanking me for allowing him to do that. He told me I was a gorgeous woman and he hadn't enjoyed sex like that in a very long time. I thanked him as well and told him that it was a lot of fun but unfortunately we had to finish up in the shower in case my husband woke up. We finished cleaning ourselves up before getting out and heading to our separate bedrooms.

I slept like a baby that night as I played back everything that had just occurred. I realized how much I enjoyed it and how good the sex felt along with that big cock of his. From that day on, Carlos and I fucked each other's brains out on a regular basis. As soon as my husband would leave for work, Carlos would come into my bedroom and fuck me like crazy. I guess you could say he was making up for all the sex he didn't have while he was away. At the same time, it was like a breath of fresh air for my sex life since it had become stale. We fucked each other daily until he found a job and got his own place. He's become friendly with other women but we still have our fun from time to time...