In 2001 is was twenty six and living and working in Dubai.   The day after the twin towers came down the atmosphere changed and westerners and Americans started to be treated differently.  I decided it was time to return home.  Having no family left in the UK I turned to a mate that I had kept in touch with.  I rang Tommy and told him my plans to return and that I needed to rent somewhere to live.  Straight away he told me that he had a bed-settee I was welcomed to crash on until I got myself fixed up.

I had been at school with Tommy and he went on to marry one of my ex-girlfriends Steph.  I had returned home just twice once when they married and the other was when both my parents died in an accident.  When I arrived Tommy had hardly changed at all.  Steph on the other hand had filled out a little more, bigger tits and a more rounded figure.  I must say she looked stunning.

I spent the first day getting over the jet lag.  The next day I was out around the estate agents looking for somewhere to initially rent, as I hadn't fully decided not to go working abroad again.  That night, a Friday night, Tommy and Steph took me to one of out old haunts.  It brought back memories of my times with Steph.  Later back at theirs  I was settling down to sleep, but the memories were still invading my mind.  I had been struggling to sleep for almost an hour when I saw the kitchen pelmet lights come on and Steph went to the fridge.

As it opened the light from the fridge shone through her nighty giving me a look at the shape of her tits.  I felt my cock twitch.  She took a bottle from the fridge and filled a glass with some of the contents. After replacing the bottle she lent on the island bar with her drink.  I could now see that she didn't have any panties on as I could see right through the thin material.  My cock was now positively throbbing along with my head.

I watched her take a few sips from the glass and then put it on the bar.  Then she lent on her elbows and put her head in her hands.  I got up and went to see if she was ok.  She must have sensed movement as she didn't move her head and just whispered, "Go back to bed Tommy, I'll be back up in a minute."  I put my hand on her arse and stroked it.  I knew I shouldn't, but the temptation was to strong.  "Ooooh I'll give you six months to stop that Tommy  H......", Steph whispered.  I stroked some more and got further encouraging sounds from her. 

Then I slipped my hand under her nightie and stroked her pussy.  I was already damp and the stroke encouraged an "Aaaaah, your a naughty boy Tommy,"  which made it even wetter and a finger sipped easily in up to the knuckle.  Steph started to push back onto my fingers as I started to frig her pussy.  My cock had already found the gap in my PJ's and was poking out like the proverbial flag pole.

Again I knew I shouldn't, and that I might be looking for a hotel, but I replaced my finger with my cock.  It had been some time since I last had sex and it felt so damn good as I started to fuck Steph's pussy.   She was now trying to stifle her ooohs and Aaaahs as I plunged in and out her pussy.   It was only after I came deep in her pussy did Steph raise her head from her hands and look back at me.   "Oh my god.  You just fucked me," Steph exclaimed.  I told her that I had with a silly grin on my face, even if it was going to mean looking for somewhere else to say.

Steph put a finger across my lips to tell me to be quiet.  She pulled her nightie back down, and turned off the lights, and went back upstairs with her dink.  In the morning I could hardly look Steph or Tommy in the face.  Once Tommy had gone out, to play for his football team, Steph told me not to say a word about what happened the previous night and it wouldn't affect me staying with them.

I spent the morning going around estate agents.  Later when Tommy returned he was in good spirits as his team had won, and he started a barbecue and slapped some steaks on it.  Steph was preparing a salad and I was opening one of two bottles of wine I had purchased while I was out.   The meal was good as was the wine.  Steph said it had gone to her head and left Tommy and I talking.   He told me that a mate at football told him of a short time let coming up shortly.  We finished off the second bottle of wine and then Tommy went off to bed, leaving me making up my bed.

I lay thinking about what had happened the previous night when the kitchen Pelmet lights came on.  There stood Steph stood there totally naked.  I was back out of bed and behind her even before she had filled her glass.  Steph reached with her other hand for my cock and gave it a stroke through my PJ's  It was rock hard in seconds.  Steph removed it from my PJ's and bent across the bar and wiggled her arse as if to say fuck me.  I was more than ready to oblige and my cock slipped deeply into Steph's pussy as she pushed back at me.  I could hear her trying to stifle her moans and groans as I fucked her.   As soon as we had finished she was gone again, back to Tommy.

From then on, Steph would appear every night, and every night I would fuck her and give her my seed in her pussy.  I followed up on the lead Tommy gave me and three weeks later I was to get the keys to a house on a four month let.  It was soon my last night with my friends.    I was looking forward to my final fuck with Steph before moving out.  I wasn't disappointed when Steph appeared and dropped to her knees and sucked my cock for a while,  something she hadn't done before.  Then she was again bent over offering her pussy up to me. 

We had Been fucking for a few minutes when the main kitchen lights suddenly turned on and there stood Tommy.  At first I thought that I would have to fight my way out of this, and then I see that big grin on his face.  "Well you have been fucking my wife for the last six weeks and I thought it was time to see for myself before you move out tomorrow," Tommy told me and then encouraged me to go back to fucking Steph. 

My cock had wilted and Steph was back sucking me to get it hard again.  Tommy commented that I was getting better service than what he often got.  Fortunately it was a joke and he told Steph to give me a real good one.   As soon as I was hard Steph got into her position leaning on the bar and I was again in her and pounding her pussy.  I was watching Tommy as he watched me slam into his wife and unload my cum into his wife's pussy.   Then the two of them went back upstairs to their bed.

Next morning Steph told me that she had told Tommy that we had fucked the morning after our first time, and he had known all along that we were fucking when I thought he was asleep.  Tommy and Steph went with me to collect the keys and move my few belongings to my new home.  After they had gone it felt quite empty being on my own.  The next week I busied myself looking for short term contracts.  There was nothing out there.  Then come Thursday night and I had an unexpected visitor.

Steph arrived with an overnight case.  At first I was worried that she had fallen out with Tommy.  I was happy and relieved to hear that it was Tommy's idea for Steph to come over and sleep over with me.  Steph gave me a fantastic night of lovemaking.  The next morning we made love again before Steph dressed saying she needed to go home.  Just before she left she said see you next week.

Thursdays turned into our night of sex.  Steph would arrive and spend the night with me and after a morning fuck she would return to Tommy.  My four months was fast approaching and I decided that as I couldn't get any work, and my friends still in Dubai told me that things had settled there, I decided to take a new contract out there.  The date for my flight was two days after my lease expired.  I had found a cheap hotel, but Tommy insisted that I stay with them.

Not only did Tommy loan me his wife but watched me fuck her the first night before they went of to bed together.  The final night Tommy insisted that Steph and I use their bed, and after watching us have our first fuck of the night, he went off to sleep on the bed settee.  We made love twice more and in the morning Tommy even drove me to the airport.  He told me that should I need to return to the UK I always had somewhere to stay.  Now that's what I call real good friends.