It was gone 11pm and I was just about to go to bed when there was knock at the door. "Is Mike here?" asked Carol. (He wasn't and she knew he wasn't.) I invited her in and we chatted about her being unhappy with Mike and how she was frustrated about being taken for granted etc The conversation was all small talk, all polite, all very dull really. Then after about 20 mins she stood up and said she better go. Just by the door she started to cry and without any hesitation I reached out to give her a hug. I held her to me with my arms around her and she gripped tightly with her arms. I was enjoying the hug, but was thinking how long do you hold it for? I didn't want to release my grip and neither did Carol. Then after about a minute my hand found a gap between her tight jeans and sweatshirt to contact her warm skin at the bottom of her back. No rejection, no objection from Carol. I slowly moved my fingers up her back and as my hand reached between her shoulder blades I realised she was not wearing a bra. My cock started to stir. Still in a silent embrace, my other hand dropped down to hold onto her tight little butt in those tight jeans. After another minute or so, standing together cheek to cheek with one hand on her bare back, the other on her butt, hugging tightly and pulling her breasts into my chest, I realised she was gently pushing her body into contact with my ever growing manhood. What should I do? Mike was my best friend, my girlfriend only lived about a mile away, but I was in an erotic sensuous embrace with his wife. What should I do? I slowly pulled away releasing my grip from her ass and removing my hand from her back. We looked each other in the eye for what seemed an eternity.....and then we kissed. Slow, soft and gentle our lips caressed. My hands reached to her sides as we kissed, then slipped under her sweatshirt and up to her firm breasts with hard erect nipples. They felt perfect. The best breasts I ever had the pleasure of touching. Best then, still true today. Perfect. No wonder she didn't wear a bra. Oh how I loved the feel of Carol's perfect tits! I again pulled away but this time led her to the bedroom. Then things changed from soft and gentle and tender into lustful animalistic desire. At the foot of the bed she sat down and I removed her sweatshirt to reveal those lovely puppies I had been playing with under her clothes. I lowered my head to kiss her nipples, hard as bullets and as red as the blood that was filling my cock. She undid the button and zip on my denims and pulled the down my trousers and boxer shorts together. Within a flash my pulsating hard on sprung out of it's confinements and into her mouth. It was like a feeding frenzy. Sucking and licking my shaft like there was no tomorrow. It was like she had finally got her hands (and mouth) on the prize she so desired. I held her head as she slid her lips over my glans, licked my length and sucked my balls. It was carnal. It was frantic. It was amazing! But I needed stop her before I passed the point of no return otherwise I would be shooting my load into her throat before I had chance to get inside her. Alas I was too late. It exploded into her mouth, sending streams of hot cum onto her tongue. "I'm sorry" I said, feeling a bit guilty as after that wonderfully erotic build up, I had just emptied my load down her throat what seemed all too quickly. "It's ok" she smiled, "I loved it" She stood up and we kissed . I could taste my spilled juice on her lips. I LOVED IT. The return of the sweet sticky cum I had deposited was a real turn on and I found myself getting aroused again. I kicked of my jeans from around my ankles, took of my T-shirt and lay her onto the bed. I took off her jeans to reveal tiny white lace panties. I slowly kissed her again, revisiting the flavours I had left there. I kissed and gently bit her neck, moving down inch by inch, stopping to pay due attention to those perfect firm breasts. Moved onto her stomach, soft warm and smooth. Down my head went further until I was at those tiny white panties. I buried my nose into the mound to savour the sweet musky smell. There was a dampness to the lace as I kissed around the area. It was time to remove the last garment and reveal my prize. Neatly trimmed ginger pubic hair decorated the mound. I wanted to return the favour and give her as much oral pleasure as she had given me, but I also wanted to get inside her. I gave a slow, soft gentle kiss on the labia and her legs parted to invite me in. In one smooth movement I moved up and dropped my thighs between hers, slipped my hard again cock into her waiting pussy. It felt so good. It felt so right. It felt so tight around my cock. I was in heaven. Slowly and deliberately I glided my shaft up and down, in and out, rubbing against the walls of her delightful vagina. Never before, and never since have I been inside someone who felt so perfect. Slow, methodical thrusts were building up into a climactic crescendo. Her breathing was getting faster, her muscles twitching, her fingernails dug deep into my back. This was it. This was as good as it gets. Then in a flash, my cock exploded again, releasing more hot cum but this time deep inside her. My dick pulsed as it shot it's load within her walls and before I knew it, it was over. Again I said to her "I'm sorry...." She smiled again and said "i'm not" sighed deeply and said "I can't believe we've just done that" We held each other for a few minutes, then she said she had to get back. She got dressed, we hugged, then she went home to Mike. We spoke on the phone the next day. Met up again several times over the next few weeks in secret, enjoying each others bodies as much as we could. Then Mike found out, my girlfriend found out, the shit hit the fan, Mike and Carol split up, me and Kate split up and the four of us went our separate ways. But that night in April will always be one of the highlights of my life. No regrets.