It’s only taken 29 years for me to find out. Linda promises it’s the only secret she’d kept from me over our 35 years together. My best mate came to stay with us just after college. He’d heard someone up in the middle of the night and thought it was Linda so jumped into our bed and grabbed what he expected to be my hairy arse hoping to give Linda a giggle when she came back to bed. But it was me who’d gone to the loo. He claimed he was shocked when he grabbed a beautiful pert and hairless derriere. Linda told a slightly different tale – she clenched as soon as he grabbed her bottom but his fingers wormed their way between her cheeks and stoked her pussy just before I returned to the bedroom. He jumped out of bed and went back to the guest room. Seemingly both had been turned on by the brief encounter. Linda came clean only the other evening, although she’s had my blessing to do what she wants with whomever she wants she was sworn to tell me all the details unless I was there in person to watch or participate. What I am about to share she had not told me she says because she was frightened it would affect my relationship with my best friend. She need not have worried and I am pleased to now know …. We were invited to Nick’s wedding in the city of his wife to be’s birth, Glasgow. The wedding was lovely but there was a bit of tension between his family and friends from the East End of London and the rather posh Glaswegians. The reception and speeches finished Linda had decided to pop up to our room to change for the evening do. In the lift, doors closing and a hand stopped them, they opened to reveal my mate attempting to escape for a while to the bridal suite before having to mingle amiably with the guests, more arriving for the evening session. Linda said he looked shocked to see her in the lift. The doors shut. Awkward pleasantries exchanged. Out of the blue he asked “Fancy seeing the Bridal Suite?” No sooner in the room, kissing, Linda’s jacket on the floor, blouse unbuttoned, bra pushed up over her small pert boobs. Hands on her shoulders, Linda on her knees, Nick’s cock in her mouth. They shuffled back for him to sit on the bed, his hands mauling her boobs and she blew him. Didn’t take long, he shot his load in her mouth, dribbling down her chin onto her bra and exposed boobs. Even more awkward than the lift, silence, tucked himself away, Linda went to the ensuite to tidy up, highly unsatisfied. Knock at the room door. Quickly applied lippy and threw her jacket on, bra already repositioned and blouse buttoned up. Best man Sean. “what you doing here Linda?” Nick “Just showing her the bridal suite mate”. Linda went back to our room, no sooner the door shut than a knock. Sean. He started undressing, smiling all the while, “Come on Linda, you know you don’t want Andrew to know what you’ve been up to with Nick, they’re best mates” She denied anything happened but Sean pointed out she had spunk all down the right side of her long thick auburn curls. He bent her over the bed, pulled up her skirt, stockings seemed to turn him on, panties to one side and he slid in easily. Linda wet from her meeting with Nick. She took herself in hand whilst Sean fucked her, hard and fast quite unlike our lovemaking, slow and deep. He shot his load inside her, dressed and left. Linda decided she like the soggy sore feel down below so didn’t bother with a clean up, simply adjusted her skirt, bit of lippy and brushed hair before re-joining me at the bar. Just wish she’d told me sooner. I think I went to bed that night pissed and went straight to sleep. Had she told me I might have been spurred into action.