It was late February and my husband was turning the big 4-0. I invited several of our friends to celebrate his birthday to make it more memorable. I ordered a margarita machine which was delivered earlier that day. It was fired up, churning the slushy mix. I hired a local catering company that brought all the things needed to make tacos with rice and beans. All was going as planned - guests were showing up, bringing bottles of alcohol and gifts even though they were told not to.

One of my good friends from a nearby town called and asked if she could bring a friend of hers from her work. Of course, I said, “Yes.” Apparently, this friend of hers had just gone through a nasty divorce and was feeling down. All the men were in the backyard hanging around the bonfire, drinking, and talking guy stuff. The women had gathered in the kitchen talking about the cupcakes that looked like little hamburgers that I had made. Every one was drinking, eating, and seemed to be having a good time.

My friend that was coming from out of town showed up about a half an hour later. I greeted her at the door, showed her to the food and drinks, and introduced her to all the other guests. This friend of hers that she was supposed to bring, wasn’t with her. I just figured that she had changed her mind and stayed home. After the introduction of every one, I asked our friend, Samantha, what happened to the girlfriend she was going to bring from her work. Samantha said that she had decided to drive her own car just in case she felt out of place, so she could leave with out putting her out.

I was in the back yard hanging out by the bonfire when Samantha came out with her friend from work. I thought to myself, “Nice looking girl.” The single guys and some of the married ones were being flirtatious and hitting on her, trying to get her attention. Samantha introduced her to every one as Becky. Most the men offered to get her a drink and to give up their lawn chairs for her to sit down with hopes that she would stay for the party.

With all the flirting and offerings to get Becky food, drinks, and even a blanket from the men, Becky didn’t seem to be interested in any of them. Becky ended up coming inside with the rest of the women to hang out and talk. Around midnight, most the guest were gone or getting ready to leave. Samantha and Becky were the last ones to leave. We told them thanks for coming and let Becky know how much we enjoyed meeting her. Once everyone was gone, I jumped in the shower to rinse off the smell of smoke. My husband was picking up beer bottles and cleaning up.

I got out of the shower, wrapped my silk robe around me, and went to relieve my husband so he could shower. I stopped what I was doing when I heard a light knock on the door. I opened the door to Becky standing there, telling me she had forgotten her jacket. She followed me into the spare bedroom where all the jackets and purses had been stored. Becky’s jacket had slid off the far side of the bed onto the floor. I bent over to pick it up and my bath robe came untied, sliding over to the side, exposing my bare butt. I stood up, a little embarrassed, and apologized while trying to cover myself. Becky just smiled and said it was okay. I could have sworn I heard her moan ever so softly.

Becky stumbled a little and held on to the door frame for support. She seemed to be a little too drunk to drive even though I hadn’t noticed her drinking very much alcohol. I asked if she was okay. She told me that she must have had too much to drink. I suggested that she should stay the night and drive home in the morning. She hesitantly accepted my offer, thanked me, and got into bed. I returned to my room thinking that my husband and I were going to have birthday sex. To my disappointment, I was too late as he was already passed out on the bed snoring. I crawled into bed thinking how horny I felt. I lay there contemplating whether I should try to wake him, or just lay there and play with myself like many times before. Either way, I was wishing he was awake to help or just to watch.

I couldn’t sleep because his snoring got to be too much. I grabbed my Kindle and went out to the living room to read for awhile. The story I was reading had some pretty steamy sex in it. Pretty soon my hand found its way to my pussy. I guess I was hornier than I had thought because my pussy was really wet. I read and rubbed for about five minutes when I heard the sounds of someone crying coming from the spare room where Becky was sleeping. I listened for a moment, thinking maybe she was just having a bad dream. I went back to rubbing my clit when I heard it again.

I snuck down the hall to see if she was okay. I peeked through the partially open door, Becky was sitting up in bed crying. I tapped on the door and pushed it open the rest of the way. I asked her if she was alright. She said that she was lonely and tired of men just thinking that she was easy because she was single and divorced. I sat down on the bed next to her and put my arm around her. It looked like she needed a friend to talk to. I told her that not all men were like that and she would find the right one someday. She thanked me for inviting her to the party and letting her stay the night.

She apologized for waking me up and suggested that I probably wanted to go back to bed with my husband. I laughed as I told her, “He wouldn’t know if I was there or not because he’s passed out.”

She reached over and began to rub the back of my hand that was resting on my leg. She looked so vulnerable sitting there with tears in her eyes. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world to turn and give her a hug. When we broke from the hug, she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. It caught me off guard. It was the first time I had been kissed by a woman, let alone an attractive one. Our kiss lasted for about five seconds with her pulling away first and looking at me. I leaned towards her and kissed her on her lips. I felt her lips part open, so I slid my tongue into her mouth.

We continued to kiss for awhile, enjoying the softness of each other's lips. I felt her hand move off my hand up to my breasts. She softly rubbed and pinched my nipples through my silk night gown while we continued to French kiss. I felt my desire take over as I laid her back, removing the covers she had wrapped around her. She was sitting there completely naked. She pulled me on top of her and held my ass, as we kissed. Becky told me to roll over and lie on my back. With me on my back, she untied my robe and spread it open and started massaging and nibbling on my nipples.

Becky traced little kisses down my stomach, stopping just above my clit. I couldn’t remember the last time I wanted some one to touch me so badly. I grabbed her head, spread my legs, and lifted my butt off the bed, showing her that I wanted her to keep going. She kept teasing me by kissing and licking all around my vagina without touching or penetrating it. My clit felt like it was as hard as a penis. She was driving me wild. I love to be teased to a point, but from my earlier masturbation on the couch, I could feel my pussy was extremely wet, and I needed some attention.

Becky slid her hands under the back of my thighs, lifting my legs to my chest, burying her face in my pussy. She licked from my asshole to my clit and back again. I looked down to watch her beautiful face lick me. I was in heaven. She looked up at me from between my legs, her face shiny and covered in my juices . I pulled her by her arms, indicating I wanted her to come up. Becky crawled up and laid on top of me. I grabbed her head and pulled her face to mine so I could kiss and taste my juices on her mouth. I told her to turn around and lay top of me in a sixty-nine position. I just had to taste her vagina.

Becky turned around, put her leg over my shoulder, and sat on my face. She ground her pussy on my mouth and chin. All I could think was, “Why haven’t I done this before?” I couldn’t get my tongue in her wet slit far enough to make me happy, although I tried my best. Becky lifted off me long enough to bend down and lick her cum from my chin and lips and to kiss me. She slid down my body until her face was on my vagina. We both started licking each other's pussies like we couldn’t get enough of it.

I was close to having my first orgasm, when Becky stopped and got off of me. She looked at me as if she changed her mind about having sex. I was thinking to myself, “Just a little bit longer please." With an almost embarrassed look, she asked if I had a vibrator that she could use. She said that it had been a such a long time since she had anything inside of her. I smiled in relief and kissed her on the mouth. I tip-toed down the hall to our room. As expected, my husband was still sound asleep, snoring. I grabbed my vibrator from the nightstand and ran back to Becky, hoping she hadn’t changed her mind.

She was lying on her back, legs spread, playing with herself. I stood at the door for a brief moment just watching her masturbate. I could have stood there all night just watching. She looked over and did the ‘come here’ motion with her finger, never removing her other hand from between her legs. I sat down next to her on the bed, took her hand that she had on her pussy, pulled it up to my mouth and licked her fingers. She pulled me on top of her and we kissed again. Becky whispered, asking me to fuck her with the vibrator and lick her clit at same time. I was more than happy to help her out. I moved down to her wet pussy. I inhaled deeply through my nose; her aroma was so intoxicating and I couldn’t get enough of it. I rubbed the vibrator up and down her slit before easing it inside. As I was moving the vibe in and out of her pussy while licking her clit, she lifted her legs to her chest, exposing her pink little butt hole to me. She looked down at me and told me to put it in her butt. I hesitated at first, not sure if I was understanding what she wanted.

Then it dawned on me that she wanted the vibrator in her ass. I pulled it out and rubbed it up and down her ass. When I went to push it in, she jumped and said that it needed more lube. I told her that I didn’t have any lube and she indicated for me to use my tongue. I thought to myself, “What the heck?” I knew how good it had felt when she licked my ass earlier. As soon as my tongue touched her ass, Becky started moaning and wiggling all over the place. It was all I could do to keep my head between her legs.

It didn’t take long for her asshole to relax and get lubed up with my saliva . Becky asked me to put the vibrator in her ass. I spit on the tip of the vibe and eased it into her butt hole. It was one of the most erotic things I have ever done, watching it disappear into her tight little ass. She asked me to hold it there until she got used to it. I went back to licking and sucking on her clit. I was so turned on. I put my hand between my legs and started rubbing my clit. After a couple of minutes, Becky instructed me to start moving the vibrator in and out slowly. I could see her butt hole grip the vibrator every time I pulled it out. I licked around her asshole when I was pulling it to help lubricate it.

She was moaning and telling me how good it felt. I would lick her clit and fuck her ass at the same time. Becky was bucking her hips trying to fuck the vibrator while I was doing the best I could to keep licking her ass and pussy. It only took a few minutes before she said she was going to cum. Her legs clamped down on my head and her whole body started to shake. Her juices began flowing. I tried to lick as much as I could but I didn’t realize a woman could cum that much. Her pussy was covered in her juices. I had cum dripping off my chin onto the sheets. I just kept licking it up as it continued to come out. Her orgasm excited me so much that mine started almost at the same time. I was moaning into her vagina while I came on my hand. My mouth never lifted off of her until she asked me to stop.

After we both came down off our high, Becky sat up and kissed me. She said that was the best orgasm she had ever had. She scooted down between my legs and began to lick my cum-covered pussy clean. It was well after 2am when I finally reached my second orgasm, this time from Becky eating me out. We decided it was time to go to bed. I gave her a long, wet, cum-covered kiss and told her how much I enjoyed being with her. She said that she hoped to do it again, and maybe next time my husband could join in. I said I would run it past him and see what he says. (I don’t think there will be a problem convincing him to join us).

The next morning I heard Becky moving around in her bedroom. I went to see if she would like to stay for breakfast. I slowly opened the door. Becky was lying on her back masturbating with my vibrator. She looked up at me and smiled. I sat down next to her on the bed and pinched her nipples until she had an orgasm. She said she would pass on breakfast, but would love to come to another one of our parties. I told her she was more than welcome to stop by any time she wanted to. I winked at her and told her jokingly that next time she wouldn’t be allowed to drink too much. She smiled and handed me my vibrator back and said, ”It’s a deal.”

I walked her to her car, kissed her on the cheek, and told her to drive carefully. Back inside the house, I went to the room where Becky and I made love, picked up the vibrator, and smelled it. It was still warm and wet. I instantly got wet all over again. I heard my husband in the bathroom going for a pee and brushing his teeth. I put the vibrator back in my nightstand without cleaning it off. I walked into the bathroom, got down on my knees, and sucked his cock until he came in my mouth. He asked what had come over me. I just told him that I loved him and I hope he had a happy birthday.

I figured I would tell him later that night about Becky pretending to be drunk and staying the night and how we fucked until two thirty in the morning. Maybe we both could take turns smelling the vibrator while we fuck. I’m looking forward to the next time Becky and I get together. Maybe my husband will be a part of it, or not.