I want to get straight to the point. I’m 31 years old, very wealthy and single. Naturally, I have friends with the same social structure as me. My colleague Harun and his wife Hande are among them. They come and go to me all the time, and I come and go to them. Hande has been obsessed with me for a long time. He talks to me differently when his wife is present, and differently when his wife is absent. They came to us for dinner again last night. I cook well, they both love it. What a coincidence, Hande left her wallet with us that day. I couldn’t take it to work because it was the weekend. He called me and said, I have a job there, I’ll get my wallet while I’m ready. I said OK. Half an hour later he came alone. She wore a white tight dress and extremely sexy high heels. Hande is blonde, tall, and has what can be described as Dream Wife… I’m waiting for her to take the wallet and go, but she sat down. I offered a glass of wine and he accepted, one glass became five glasses for you. I was wondering if this was true, but Hande was calming me so that I wouldn’t worry. He already thinks I’m at the club dinner, said Harun.

The film broke there, everything was hidden between us now and the signal was given. Slowly, our sitting distances came closer to each other, and after a while, we were crossing our legs. Slowly our lips came closer and we started kissing softly. We were making out like husband and wife. Our bodies were engaged in romantic sex. I gently stroked it, and we planted provocative kisses all over us. Finally, I fucked her shaved ass and then her pussy with my big veiny dick. In every attempt, he was talking about the effect of drunkenness and his longing for the big cock. Apparently her husband couldn’t feed himself like that. I never thought about my friend, all the rage inside me exploded in Hande’s sexy body. When we had sex without a condom, he said to me, whatever happens, maybe a month or so later, surprises will come to me, but I couldn’t break him.