Gary was not the kind of man to chase his wife's friends and he never imagined that one would hit on him, but that is what happened at Emma's work party.

It was one of those parties where you showed up, proved you could hold a cocktail in one hand, hold a conversation and not speak with your mouth full. Gary and Emma were making the rounds and trying to impress Emma's boss with mundane conversation while Emma dropped reminders of how well she was doing.

Stella had met Gary a few times when she came to the house, Emma described her as her best friend. Stella was absolutely gorgeous and on occasion made sure everyone noticed. She was wearing a black dress with a plunging neckline that suggested cleavage without showing more than a hint, the back of the dress dropped all the way to her waist. It was not a short dress, that would have been obvious and common but it did show her ankles and her black high heels. It got Gary's attention but he did nothing about it.

While Emma was busy chatting Stella moved in and offered a fresh glass. “So boring, but we are expected to turn up.”

“What do you do here?” Gary attempted small talk.

“The same as Emma, but she is much better than me.”

Gary dropped his eyes a few times too many to Stella's cleavage. 

“Have you seen the picture of Emma with ****and their gold album?”

“I don't think so.”

“I'll show you.” Stella said, taking him by the arm and into a small office. “What do you think?”

“How much did she have to do with the album?” Gary asked as he studied the band's signatures.

“Nothing, we just manage their money.”

When Gary looked back at Stella she sat on the edge of the desk and slid sideways. Not to make room but to ensure her dress was tight against her body. Gary could see the line of her right hip and thigh picked out by the black dress against the pine desk.

If Stella noticed his cock stretch his trousers she showed no sign of it.

“Let's see what Emma is up to.” Gary suggested. 

They eventually found Emma chatting to one of the bosses, but before Gary joined her Stella made her excuses and drifted away.

Stella turned up a few Saturdays later. Gary was planning on giving Eva a call, but the front door bell stopped him. It was Stella. 

“Sorry, Emma is away.” Gary apologized.

“I didn't know.” Stella was in a tight red dress that showed everything that her black party dress failed to show. “I was only dropping this off and seeing if she was free for lunch.” Stella added as she side stepped Gary and went though to the living room.

Gary followed her in wonder how she had got so far in without an invite.  

“I'll have a white wine.” She declared as she dropped the envelope on the coffee table. 

Gary, still caught in the speed of the assault, took a bottle from the small fridge that sat in the corner of the room and poured a glass of wine.

“You are not letting me drink alone?” She accused Gary.

Gary poured another wine and sat a good foot away on the same sofa.

“Do you prefer black or red?” Emma asked as she brushed her free hand over her breasts. When there was not an immediate answer she continued. “Nothing?”

“Nothing?” Gary replied puzzled. 

“The tie is at the back.” She said moving towards him and feeling his cock.

Gary pulled the string at the back of her neck and the dress fell away from her breasts. It was then that Gary had second thoughts,  but Stella was already in his trousers and there was no denying he wanted her.

He saw she had no bra and couldn't feel a panty line.

“Fuck me now.” She demanded.

“We need a condom.”

“You don't with me.” She countered.

“You do with me.” He explained. 

As Gary pulled a condom from his wallet,  Stella roughly pulled his trousers off.

This was mad fucking his wife's best friend in their own home, but he pulled the condom on and satisfied what had become his urgent need.

It was only after that he went down on her and gave her her third orgasam. He did not stop until he was rock hard again and pulled a second condom on. She offered herself doggy. 

Gary could take her pussy again or he could up the stakes. He went for her other hole.

“Dirty fuck, you don't do Eva like that!”

“You're not Eva.” Gary pointed out. He did not think about what Eva told her friends about sex.

He hammered Stella. Stella was screaming “oh fuck oh fuck”.

Gary was not sure if it was encouragement or not, but she did cum once before he filled the condom and was squeezed out.

“You dirty fucker.” She told him as she recovered. “Let's go to bed?”

Gary was beginning to think defensively. “Best not.”

“We can put a towel on top, she will never know.” Eva insisted. 

“You want to be done on her bed?”

“Yes, fuck me on her bed.”

Gary was already hooked and he took her upstairs. He picked up a couple of towels and spread them on the bed.

Try as he did he could not get it up again. They made do with 69.

They never fucked there again,  it was always her place. Gary had feared it was a test, but Stella wanted her friend's husband,  so she went after Gary.