An Old Friend

****Follows on from An Old Friend. You may want to check that out to see how Alex and Emily meet and reconnect****

Over the next week, the chats between Emily and I were more mundane, touching on family and real life.

I did find out why she and Richard had broken up - he had had an affair.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked incredulously, "You were so far out of his league and he cheated on you?"

"It wasn't all his fault", came Emily's reply, "We were bickering all the time, and unimportant things like not putting out the bins or picking up clothes turned into massive issues and we wouldn't speak for days as a result."

"I've been with Rachel over 20 years so that's all sounding very familiar! "

"We'd stopped having sex by this stage as well. We went to marriage counselling and they said to make more time for each other. We tried to have date nights which is why I had the basque and stockings. At first that helped but we quickly fell back into the old routine. By the time he cheated we hadn't slept together for months."

"That's really sad. Did you know the person he cheated with?"

"Oh yes, she was one of the mothers at Martha's school!"

"Is Martha your youngest?"

"Yes she's 10 now. Richard went to a parent day at the school and got chatting to Maxine and things went from there."

"That can't have been good - I remember what school gossip is like."

"It hasn't changed much. I could feel eyes looking at me and people whispering when I dropped Martha off though that could have been paranoia."

"What is Maxine like?"

"The complete opposite to me."

"I'm now thinking fake tan, pumped up lips and lots of tattoos."

"Got it in one!"

"What on Earth was Richard thinking?"

"Probably here's someone who'll have sex with me!"

"How did you find out?"

"I caught them in bed together!"

"No way!"

"Yes way! I forgot my passes and heard a noise upstairs. I went into the bedroom to find myself face to face with a great big tiger."

"What???"

"Her whole back is covered in a badly drawn tiger tattoo."

"Apologies for the tactless question but did it turn you on seeing them fucking."

"Oddly enough no. Seeing that terrible tattoo and realising my marriage was over didn't make me feel horny!"

"Sorry! Did you challenge them or just walk out?"

"I said don't mind me I've just come to pick up my pass for work."

"That's cool"

"It's strange how your mind works in these moments. I was very calm when I spoke. I walked out of the house and was back in my car before the shock wore off. I felt so sad for all those wasted years but also incredibly angry that Richard had done this to me. It made me question everything about our relationship. He always said he found me beautiful but then he ends up with someone like Maxine."

"You say 'ends up with'?"

"He moved in with her that night. Left it to me to try and explain to the kids what had happened."

"Bastard! I can't imagine how bad that must have been."

"The most difficult thing I've ever had to do in my life. My mother and father were great, they rallied round to help me and the kids. Richard's parents were the same, they said we love our son but hate what he's done to you and the kids."

"Are you talking to Richard now?"

"Barely, we communicate so he can see the kids every couple of weeks and that's about it."

"At least you've moved on now."

"I don't know if one night of great sex with someone I've met in the flesh once is moving on but it's a start."

"Right on sister!" I accompanied this with a winking emoji.

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It was Saturday morning when I had something interesting to share with Emily.

"I've done it!" I typed with firework emojis following the message.

"Done what?"

"Completed my mission"

"What mission?"

I felt a bit deflated at this, had Emily forgotten what she'd asked me to do. "Slept with Rachel!"

"Sorry Alex, I've been running around after the kids all morning so my brain isn't really in the right place at the moment. I'll be free tonight so you can tell me all about it."

"After 11? Rachel will be asleep by then."

"It's a date."

"Okay Emily - you'd better put your vibrator on to charge."

"How do you know I have a vibrator?"

"You're my fantasy woman, of course you have a vibrator!"

A heart emoji from Emily marked the end of the conversation.

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At 11 o'clock, I laid in bed next to my sleeping wife. She had always been a heavy sleeper so there should be no problem with whatever I needed to do when chatting with Emily.

"Are you there?" I sent.

"Yes" came Emily's reply.

"Where are you?"

"In bed."

"What are you wearing?"

"I'm naked."

My cock twitched at this and I felt a strange sensation in my stomach at the thought of her beautiful pale skin. "Do you have your vibrator ready?"

"Yes, fully charged."

I sent a salivating emoji. "Can you send me a picture?"

"I'm not sending you a naked picture!"

"Not of you, of the vibrator."

About a minute later a photo appeared on my phone of a smooth purple rabbit style vibrator lying on a cream bedspread. I felt a little bit faint thinking about where the toy had been and where it was going to go again tonight.

"That is so fucking hot Emily."

"Promise me that you won't share that picture with anyone!"

"Who would I share it with?"

"Promise me!"

"Of course I promise. Being able to talk to you like this is so special to me, and I really appreciate the trust you've shown in me by opening up about your sex life."

"Sorry Alex it's just that sending a photo seems different to sending a text message."

"Haven't you sent any photos to Mark?"

"No, he hasn't asked."

"Would you if he did?

"I don't know."

"Have you sexted since your night together?"

"Not really, we both said we had a great night but haven't gone into the specifics of what we did or what we'll do when we meet up again."

"When are you planning to get together again?"

"He's going to try and drive down next week. We're talking about going out for a meal?"

"Are you going to have a jumbo sausage?"

"Ha-ha! Aren't we meant to be talking about you!"

I gathered my thoughts to tell Emily about my morning escapades.

"I wanted to try and do something special with Rachel to complete your challenge, so I cooked a meal for us both - fillet steak with potato dauphinoise, accompanied by a rather naughty little red wine. Rachel was a bit confused at the effort I was putting in, especially when I wore a suit and asked her to get dressed up."

"What did she wear?"

"Similar to your choice for your date with Mark - a little black dress."

"Its a classic isn't it"

"Definitely. I'd put some romantic music on the hifi and that really helped the mood."

"What were you listening to?"

"Some Motown - Marvin Gaye, Diana Ross, the Temptations."

"I sense that love was in the air!"

"That was John Paul Young and it wasn't on the playlist!"

"Very good! Now back to the meal. Could you cut the sexual tension with a steak knife?"

"Not at first. It's so easy to talk about mundane things - work, the kids, jobs that need doing. I needed to make Rachel start to think about sex so I started talking about the last time she had worn the black dress and the amazing sex we had had afterwards. 'I hope you're wearing stockings' I said"

"And was she?"

"She didn't answer, she just smiled at me. I put my leg on her shin and let my fingers travel their way along the nylon until I found her stocking tops."

"Why do men like stockings so much?"

"I can't speak for all men, but for me it's that it's hidden - you don't know if a woman is wearing stockings or tights. You assume tights, so when you see that it's stockings it's like a special surprise. I know it was when I saw that you were wearing them!"

"I'm pleased that I made you happy." Emily had added a winking emoji.

"You didn't - jealousy and lust overwhelmed any happiness!"

There was no reply from Emily. The dots that indicate typing had flashed up a couple of times, but after a few minutes no message had appeared. You stupid idiot Alex, how is she supposed to respond to that?

I thought it was best to carry on with my story.

"When I felt the stocking tops, I kissed Rachel and pulled her to her feet. We danced to the music, kissing and my hands reached down to grab her bum. 'What have you noticed?' she asked. 'You're wearing a thong?' I replied. 'No, I'm not wearing any panties. I thought you had something planned when you asked me to dress up so I thought I'd surprise you!'"

"Good girl," Emily replied.

"Bad girl, but that's how I like them!" I said adding a winking emoji.

"What did you do next?"

"We carried on dancing and I carried on squeezing her arse establishing beyond doubt that she was naked under the dress. I slipped one hand down and brought it up along her stocking. This time I didn't stop at the top but carried on until I reached the skin between her thighs. She was obviously soaking wet because there was moisture everywhere."

"I know how she feels." Emily sent back.

"Are you touching yourself?"

"Yes"

"Is your vibrator inside you?"

"Yes"

I went to my gallery and looked at the picture Emily had sent me earlier. I imagined the toy buried in her pussy as the little rabbit ears worked at her clitoris.

"That's so hot Emily. I wish I was with you, I would put my cock in your mouth while you masturbated."

"Don't get distracted Alex. What happened next?"

"Rachel was so wet that my hand slid along her thighs and inside her. She groaned in my ear as my fingers entered her."

"Is she noisy?"

"She can be. The kids were out so there was no reason for us to hold back."

"My thumb found Rachel's clit and I started to strum it as my fingers thrust inside her. She was breathing really quickly and I knew she was going to come. She cried out 'Oh yes' and I used my hand to support her. I could feel her vaginal muscles contracting as her orgasm hit her."

"I'm going to be having that feeling myself soon." Emily said.

"You can come thinking about what happened next. I picked up Rachel and placed her on the edge of the table. Then I knelt down and started to eat her pussy."

"Don't stop."

"You told me that Mark had used his fingers on your g-spot while he licked your clit, so I borrowed his technique. Rachel went wild, she was pinching her nipples through the outside of her dress and crying out with every breath. It took less than 30 seconds before she was cumming again. Like you, she doesn't often swear but as her body stopped shaking, she said 'fuck me please!'"

"And did you?" came Emily's response.

"I couldn't refuse a lady! I unzipped my trousers and manoeuvred my cock through the opening - it was almost as hard as when I was talking to you the other day. I slid it inside Rachel and started to pump into her as I know she likes it. She carried on crying out - 'fuck me Alex, oh I love you so much'. I was so excited that I knew I wasn't going to last long so I pulled out and went back to eating her pussy again. When she started to get close, I slid my cock back into her and we came together with her cunt muscles clenching around my throbbing cock."

"Alex that was so hot. It sounds like you really took care of your wife."

"She didn't complain. I took more inspiration from Mark and took the contents of her creamy pussy on my fingers and I licked it to taste how good we were together. I then put some into her mouth and she sucked my fingers like they were a mini cock."

"That's hot. I'm a bit messy here at the moment!"

"Have you come?"

"Yes, the last message took me over the edge."

"I want to cum now. Send me a picture of your rabbit covered in your juices." This might have been pushing it, and my heart beat in my chest like a bass drum as I waited to see if Emily would fulfil my request.

I didn't have to wait long. The photo popped up and zooming in I could clearly see the wetness that had come from Emily's hungry cunt.

A message followed from Emily, "When you've finished send me a picture of your fingers covered in your come."

The combination of the photo and these words took me from nought to orgasm in less than 10 seconds. I can normally stay quiet when I entertain myself while Rachel is sleeping, but I let out a groan as I came over my chest and stomach. I carried on gripping my cock so the last drops ran down my fingers, then I awkwardly took a picture on my phone using my left hand. Luckily the flash didn't wake Rachel either.

I sent the message through to Emily who responded immediately.

"That looks lovely."

"What would you do if you were here?"

"You wouldn't have come on your hand if I was there."

My brain went crazy and all I could think about was Emily, I would have charged through a brick wall to get to her. This crazy thought led directly to my next message: "You are so fucking hot Emily! I want to meet up with you!"

There was what seemed to be a massive delay in responding, but the time stamp on the message showed it was only 5 minutes later.

"I'm sorry Alex. I crossed the line there. I was so horny that I got carried away. I won't meet you because I'm with Mark and because I wouldn't want to do to Rachel what Richard did to me."

I felt so gutted at this. For a brief few minutes I had forgotten about Rachel and the only person who mattered was Emily. But she was absolutely correct in all she had said.

"I'm sorry Emily. You're right, I love Rachel and don't want to leave her. It's just that these talks make me feel so turned on and so alive."

"We have to be careful. We've always gotten on well and it would be easy to cross the line."

We'll make sure we don't. From now on rude chats only and no talking about what we might want to do to each other."

But when I went to sleep my mind was full of images of Emily, of her writhing on her vibrator, of my cock in her mouth, of her licking my cum off my fingers. I didn't know if I would be able to keep my feelings out of it. Not that I would have a choice with Emily being fucked by the muscle-bound massive-cocked Mark.