Helping a Friend and Having a Little Naughty Fun (Patreon)

“I love that you came out with me, Avery, but no one is coming over here because of that fucking ring on your finger,” Kelsey said with an unmistakable look of frustration on her face.

Avery took a sip of her martini, smiled at her friend, and asked, “How long has it been since you got laid?”

“Two months, Avery. I’m hot, I’m single, and it’s been two months since I’ve gotten laid. I’ve been on the cold streak to end all cold streaks and I can’t take it anymore. You used to be the perfect wingwoman. We’d lure guys over with ease and bat away the losers and assholes. We’d have our pick of every guy at the bar. Now you’re married and that fucking ring has created a force field around us. Did you have to wear it?” Kelsey said.

“I don’t think Tom would have appreciated his wife putting on an unquestionably slutty dress and four inch heels – which I did for you, by the way – and taking her ring off to go to a bar. I think he would have thought I was going out with the intention of cheating on him,” Avery explained.

Kelsey unleashed an exasperated groan, threw back the rest of her martini, and said, “Okay. Yeah. Sure. I get that. But can you take the fucking ring off now? Just put it in your purse. Surely you have some little pocket in there you could slide it into for safekeeping. I swear, it’s such a big diamond that every guy can see it from across the bar.”

Avery held up her hand and extended her fingers to admire the ring her husband had slid into her finger a little over three years ago. “Are you a little jealous?”

“Of course I’m jealous!” Kelsey said as she gripped the edge of the table and looked very much like she would have torn off a piece if she possessed the strength. “I’d love to find a guy like Tom to marry. But that’s not the point, is it? I’m here to find a hot guy to fuck. I’d like it if he wasn’t an asshole and would actually see to it that I had a fantastic orgasm. So how about you take off that fucking rock, slide it into your purse, and make sure that any new guys that come into the bar know that we’re both available.”

Avery pulled out her phone and fired off a quick text to her husband: “Kelsey says my engagement ring is cock blocking her. Would it be okay if I took it off?”

Tom replied quickly. “Of course. Have a little fun. Nothing crazy, but I know you two used to live it up and there’s nothing wrong with a little flirting.”

Avery smiled and slipped her phone back into her purse. She held her ring finger aloft and slowly pulled it off as Kelsey watched. Her friend smiled and said, “Thank you.”

Avery found it hard to believe that her ring was really keeping people away. She always assumed a certain percentage of guys were actually into flirting with married women, that they found the idea of getting a married woman to cheat hugely arousing. When two guys came over to the table just a few minutes after she’d taken off her ring, Avery wondered if her friend might have been right.

“Hey, ladies,” one of the guys said.

“Hello,” Kelsey said as she eyed the guys, both of whom were good looking and impeccably dressed. They’d clearly gone out with the intention of making a good impression.

“I’m Wyatt,” the tall blonde said before gesturing to his dark-haired friend. “This is Nathan. We were hoping we could get you another round of drinks.”

It was up to Kelsey to choose who she wanted to talk to, so Avery smiled as her friend’s hungry eyes devoured both men. “We’d love that,” Kelsey said.

The guys gestured to the bartender, who nodded, and just like that they’d ordered another round.

“May we sit?” Wyatt asked.

“You may. I’m Kelsey and this is Avery,” Kelsey said as she leaned forward.

Wyatt pulled out a chair next to hers and Nathan sat down next to Avery. She gave him a flirty smile and leaned forward just like her friend, offering up a view of her cleavage as she played her part as a wingwoman.

As far as Avery could tell, Kelsey had already picked her man. She looked at Wyatt like he was a finely-cooked steak served up for her pleasure, and he’d managed to avoid any of the groan-inducing pickup lines that so many guys assume are going to work. Plus, he was hot, and Kelsey was just looking for someone to relieve her sexual frustration.

For that reason, Kelsey didn’t seem to feel any need to engage the group in a conversation. Instead, she pulled her chair closer to Wyatt’s and then leaned in to do that close talking thing that’s so popular between people at bars.

Wyatt was so busy flirting that Nathan stood up to get their drinks when the bartender placed two martinis and two beers on the counter.

Avery watched him effortlessly pick up all four drinks at once and deliver them to the table without spilling a drop.

“You look like you’ve tended bar,” she said.

Nathan smiled as he sat down and sipped his beer. “For two years during graduate school.”

“You must have gotten laid all the time,” Avery said.

Nathan laughed into his beer, spraying some of the foam into the air. A little landed on Avery’s leg and he grabbed a napkin and quickly wiped it up.

“Sorry about that,” he said.

“About making a mess or about touching me?” she asked.

“Both, I guess,” he replied. “Unless the touching wasn’t offensive, in which case it was an absolute delight to touch you.”

Avery smiled, leaned back, and picked up her drink to take a long sip. “So?” she asked.

“What?” Nathan replied.

“Were you the kind of bartender that got laid all the time?” she asked.

Nathan’s eyes drifted to her cleavage and Avery found herself enjoying his attention more than she expected. She hadn’t actively tried to flirt since she’d gotten married and she felt a kind of freedom she hadn’t before. Since she wasn’t particularly interested in impressing a guy or at all worried what he might think, Avery felt like she could say whatever the hell she wanted in the name of making the conversation interesting.

“Would it make you think less of me if I was?” he asked.

“Not at all.”

Nathan stared at her for a few moments and it looked like he was studying her face to see if she was telling the truth. “I got hit on a lot and yes, sometimes I went home with a girl.”

“What did it for you?” Avery asked as she lifted her drink to her lips and took a slow sip. “What convinced you to go home with a girl? Did you pick the ones with the biggest tits? Was it the ones that offered to suck your dick?”

Nathan laughed and leaned back. “I have a type, I guess, but usually it was the girls that seemed a little different. I mean, I know guys are notorious for bad pick up lines, but girls do the same thing, at least in my experience. Walking up to the bar and offering me a blowjob isn’t actually a great way to catch my attention. Trying something a little more creative always got my attention.”

“I went home with a bartender once,” she said. “In my younger days, of course.”

“You still look young,” Nathan said.

Avery smiled and found that she enjoyed the way his eyes roamed over her body a lot more than she thought she would. She’d been with Tom long enough that she’d forgotten how much fun it could be to hold a man’s attention like that.

“That’s nice of you to say,” she replied.

“This bartender, did he give you what you were hoping for?” Nathan asked.

Avery smiled as a memory of that night came back to her. “He certainly did.” She enjoyed the sense of anticipation on Nathan’s face as he waited for her to spill any little detail. Avery couldn’t help it. She wanted to share. She leaned forward and said, “He fucked me on his balcony. A couple watched from the street. That’s not really the kind of thing I do, which is probably why it was so hot.”

It had been hot. Avery could still remember the power of the orgasm she’d had. The bartender was taking her from behind and she was rubbing her clit and staring down at the couple as they watched. She nearly fell over when she came as her legs couldn’t seem to support her weight anymore.

“Lucky guy,” Nathan said.

“Lucky girl,” Avery replied with a smile.

“Well, well,” Nathan said as he looked at Wyatt.

Avery’s eyes followed and she saw that Kelsey was locked in a deep kiss with Wyatt. It looked like she was certain to succeed in her quest to end her cold streak.

She picked up her glass and raised it to offer a silent toast to Kelsey’s success. Some bumped into her from behind, causing a little bit of the drink to spill onto her leg. Nathan grabbed a napkin and leaned closer to wipe up the mess.

He took his time, moving the napkin in slow circles over as his gaze met hers. Avery felt a sudden rush of guilt as she thought of her husband and how he’d react to another man touching her in a decidedly suggestive manner.

She told herself it was harmless, that Nathan was simply wiping up the mess someone else had rudely caused. She told herself that Tom had given her permission to be a little flirty, that there was nothing wrong with a little bit of touching.

“There you go,” Nathan said. “All cleaned up, and most of your drink is still in the glass.”

“A victory on all fronts, then,” Avery replied as Nathan put the napkin on the table.

He looked up at her, studied her face for a moment, and returned his hand to her leg. He ran his fingers over her skin and Avery’s body responded with desire. She couldn’t help it. She knew it was more than flirting. She knew that Tom would probably be upset if he’d been there. She didn’t stop Nathan, though.

Without thinking, Avery parted her legs a few inches. Nathan smiled and his fingers traveled up her thighs as he leaned closer. As his lips approached her heart pounded and she felt a splendid tingling sensation between her legs.

A moment before Nathan’s lips reached hers, Avery’s phone dinged, pulling her from the brink of a kiss. She leaned back and said, “Sorry, I should check that.”

Nathan stayed close and watched Avery reach into her purse and check the text. She couldn’t quite think straight as his fingers were still dancing over her thigh.

The text was from Tom. “How’s it going? Did taking the ring off work?”

Avery looked over at Kelsey and saw that she was still lost in a heated make out session with Wyatt. She glanced at Nathan and he smiled and asked, “Is that your husband?”

Avery couldn’t quite find the words to offer a response, so she stared.

“I saw you take your ring off,” he said. “Sorry if I’ve been too forward. I just figured you were looking to have a little fun.”

He pulled his fingers from between her legs and Avery’s hand shot down to grab his wrist. She pulled him hand closer, spread her legs a little wider, and placed his fingers against the soft skin of her thigh.

Nathan flashed a confident smile and let his fingers drift a little closer to what he clearly craved. Avery looked down at her phone and typed out a message: “It worked like a charm. I hope you were being serious about the flirting. I’m doing some major wingwoman work here.”

Avery sent the text and looked up at Nathan. He leaned in and she couldn’t stop herself from welcoming his kiss. His lips pressed against hers and she reached up to pull him closer as his fingers pressed against her panties. It felt so good, like a wave of pleasure had washed over her from head to toe. She opened her mouth and let Nathan’s tongue dance with hers and another wave of pleasure hit her.

Her phone dinged and Nathan pulled back as Avery looked at her screen. “I was serious. There’s no harm in having a little fun.”

Nathan’s fingers found their way to Avery’s clit and he gently massaged it through her panties. She’d kissed another man and now she was letting him play with her pussy. A thin layer of lace was all that stopped him from being inside her, and it was all happening in public, which only seemed to fuel Avery’s desire.

“Hey,” Kelsey said, interrupting Avery’s lusty revelry. “We’re getting out of here. Will you be okay?”

Kelsey wasn’t the kind of girl to judge Avery, which is why she wore a look of delight as she spotted Nathan’s hand between Avery’s legs.

“I’ll be fine,” Avery said. “Enjoy yourself.”

“I will,” Kelsey replied as she took Wyatt’s hand and headed out of the bar. “And thank you for tonight!”

Avery put her phone on silent, turned back to Nathan, and pulled his lips to hers for another deeply pleasurable kiss.

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“Hey you,” Avery said as she stepped into the bedroom. Tom was waiting with a giddy smile on his face. She’d texted him that she was on her way home and that she had needs that she was hoping he’d be able to satisfy.

Tom’s cock was already hard so Avery lifted the bottom of her dress over her hips, and said, “Get naked.”

Tom yanked off his underwear, tossed them onto the floor, and moved to his back as he stared between his wife’s legs.

Avery straddled him, took her husband’s cock inside her, and sat down as he closed his eyes, arched his back, and enjoyed the warmth and wetness of her pussy.

“You’re so wet,” he said.

Avery leaned down and kissed his neck as she rode her husband as slowly as possible. She wanted to tease him, to draw out his pleasure, to use her pussy to bring him to a state of intense arousal before she allowed him to cum inside her.

“I know,” she whispered.

“You should flirt more often,” Tom said.

Avery kissed him as a little bit of guilt bubbled up. The flirting had unquestionably made her wet, but it was fucking Nathan that had left her pussy soaked. She’d tried to resist, but every time he touched her Avery’s body screamed for him. Every fiber of her being told her to go home with Nathan, to enjoy him for a night, to fuck him and then go back to her husband. She’d listened and she’d gotten three mind-bending orgasms out of it. Now she was going to give Tom a mind-bending orgasm of his own.

“Yeah?” Avery asked as she rode him a little faster. “You like it when your wife is flirty?”

“I like it if my wife comes home wanting to fuck me,” Tom replied as he grabbed Avery’s ass.

She sat up and thought of riding Nathan’s cock. She thought of seeing his body beneath hers and the way his hands moved over her hips and breasts. She thought of how good it felt to surrender to her wildest, naughtiest desires and fuck another man while her husband waited at home.

“It doesn’t make you jealous?” Avery asked.

Tom groaned as she moved her hips back and forth over his cock, milking him with her slick pussy.

“No,” he said between groans. “Is that weird?”

Avery leaned down and they kissed as she slowed her movements and teased his cock.

“Not at all,” she said softly. “I like it. I like that I got to have a little bit of fun tonight. I like that I got to flirt. I like that someone else got to touch me a little.”

“He touched you?” Tom asked.

Avery rode him faster and her husband groaned as he grabbed her ass.

“Does that bother you?”

Tom pushed his cock up inside her and Avery moaned for her husband. His desire felt good.

“I don’t know,” Tom said. It seemed like he couldn’t quite think straight. Avery couldn’t blame him. She’d gotten lost in her desire earlier that night and she was trying to do the same thing to her husband. “Where did he touch you?”

Avery sat up and took Tom’s hand in hers. She placed it on her waist and then slowly moved it up her torso as his eyes followed one of the paths that Nathan’s fingers had traveled that night.

“Does that bother you?” she asked.

Tom shook his head and Avery moved her pussy a little, eliciting a moan as he tried to fuck her to no avail. She was on top and she got to control things.

Avery swung one of her legs forward and moved her husband’s hand to her thigh. His eyes went wide and she gently moved his fingers up her leg, approaching her pussy just like Nathan had in the bar.

The moment Tom looked concerned Avery moved her hips, offering him the pleasure of her pussy and wiping any sense of jealousy from his mind.

“Fuck, Avery,” he said. “You feel so good.”

She moved her leg back and took his hand in hers once more. She pulled his fingers to her face and leaned down. She reached up, moved her fingers to the back of her neck, and smiled. Tom pulled his lips to hers and they shared a soft kiss before she opened her mouth and offered her tongue.

Avery rode him faster as they kissed. He moaned into her mouth and then asked, “Did you kiss him?”

Avery bounced hard on his cock and moaned. She kissed her husband again. This time his tongue darted into her mouth.

“Yes, I kissed him,” she said.

Tom grabbed her ass and fucked her. He pumped his cock up into her pussy and Avery watched him lose himself in his desire.

“Cum inside me,” she said. “Cum inside me, Tom!”

A few moments later he did just that, pulling Avery’s pussy down onto his cock and pumping his load into her pussy as he grunted and groaned in a more excited kind of way than she’d witnessed in a long time.

“Holy shit,” he said as his body pulsed with pleasure. “Holy shit, Avery, wow.”

Tom looked into her eyes, smiled, and pulled her close for a kiss.

“Did you really kiss someone else?” he asked.

“I did,” she answered.

“Is it weird that I found that really hot?”

“I don’t think so, no. Is it weird that I did?” Avery asked.

“I don’t think so, no,” Tom answered.

He pulled her close and ran his hands down her back before gently grasping her ass.

“Maybe you should be a wingwoman more often,” he suggested.

“Maybe I will be,” Avery replied with a smile. She wondered how Tom would feel if he knew just how far she went with Nathan, that she’d done so much more than kiss him. Maybe she’d tell him the next time Tom got all hot and bothered. Maybe it would inspire another great orgasm for both of them.