When I was in high school, my circle of friends was small, including a couple of guys and a few girls. My best friend Eric and his girlfriend, Bailey married after graduation. We knew this would occur, as they were a pair since middle school.

When we became high school seniors, Eric had grown to six foot, three inches tall, roughly two hundred pounds, and played football and baseball, while Bailey was a cheerleader since middle school, and student council president our senior year.

Bailey stood about five foot, six inches, with long brown hair and I’d guess a thirty-four C chest. To say she was attractive would be an understatement, especially when she wore her cheerleader outfit.

Yes, I’d always sneak a peek at her bloomers and sometimes, she’d catch me and smile.

As for myself, I am currently six foot tall, two hundred pounds, and I stay in shape. I played baseball along with Eric in high school. We managed to get partial scholarships at a small state college nearby our homes to play baseball.

Things were a bit tough on Bailey and Eric during college, but with the assistance from their parents, they managed to graduate. And did so within five years and they didn’t have children.

I graduated in four years with a degree in accounting and moved, and I remained single.

I returned home each summer for a week and for Thanksgiving holiday and Christmas holidays. Each time I came home, I’d meet with Bailey and Eric over dinner or lunch. Usually, we’d go out to one or more of the local night clubs after dinner.

About seven years passed after I moved away, I came home that summer to help my parents move to a smaller house. Bailey came by and helped, while her husband Eric remained at his job.

Bailey kept her hair long, but this day she had it in a ponytail. She wore one of Eric’s flannel shirts and jeans.

Bailey always had a way of looking pretty in any style she wore.

We laughed about past things, but Bailey seemed sad. I asked her how things were going, and she said they were doing OK. I gave her a questioned look, but she turned away and changed the subject.

When my parents were settled into their new house, I returned home.

After a few months passed, my mother called one morning, to tell me my father was in the hospital. He had fallen in the yard, breaking his leg and would require surgery to fix it.

Immediately, I caught a flight home, rented a car, and arrived at the hospital after his surgery. He was in recovery when I got there. Dad’s operation kept him overnight at the hospital, and I checked into a nearby hotel.

I decided not to call Eric and Bailey, thinking I would be flying home the day after my dad got home.

When the hospital released my dad, I helped him get settled in and assisted mom around the yard and did a few other items for them.

After the dinner my mother prepared, and my parents settled in for the night, I decided to stop at a nearby convenience store and grab a beer, before going to the hotel.

When I got inside the store, there were a couple of people waiting in line to pay. I went to the cooler, which was near the back of the store and grabbed a beer and went to pay.

I wasn’t paying much attention to my surroundings, as I was looking at my phone, when someone tapped me on my arm.

“What are you doing here?” A female voice asked.

When I turned, I was greeted by Bailey, who immediately hugged me.

I almost dropped the beer, as Bailey had a tight squeeze on me.

When she released me, I told her about my parents. Bailey asked how they were doing and all. Then she asked why I didn’t call her and Eric.

“I didn’t want to disturb you and I have to get back,” I replied.

“Oh, that’s bull! You know you can call me anytime,” Bailey replied.

Bailey looked at my beer and told me to hold on.

As she turned to the cooler to get herself a beer, I noticed she was dressed in a bra-less white sports shirt and pink shorts that barely hid her ass. She returned in time for me to pay for beers, then we went outside to chat.

Being it is against the law to drink on the premises, we walked next door and sat on a doorstep to some small business.

We chatted about how our lives were going and the usual things.

Bailey began to tell me about how Eric was changing and didn’t seem to have much time for her lately. I mentioned his career could be demanding more of his time and occupying his mind.

Bailey sighed and agreed.

Then she asked where I was staying.

When I told her I was at a nearby hotel, Bailey stood and reached for my hand.

“Let’s go, I’ll follow you,” she said, almost demanding it.

When we reached my room, Bailey moved close and wrapped her arms around me.

“Believe me, Eric and I have not had sex in over two months,” she sighed.

“Damn, how can that be? You’re married, you should be doing it all the time. I find it’s hard to find sex, being single,” I grinned.

“It doesn’t work that way after a while,” Bailey whispered.

Bailey began to kiss me, so I put my hands on her ass and squeezed it tight and pulled her closer.

After a moment, Bailey moved back, then dropped to her knees and looked up at me.

“This is wrong, but I need this,” she said.

“I know, but…”

As I was trying to reply, Bailey loosened my pants and dropped them with my underwear.

She smiled seeing my cock was already at attention and didn’t waste time to begin stoking and sucking it.

As I was removing my shirt, Bailey stood and undressed.

She wasn’t wearing a bra, which I noticed in the store, but when she removed her shorts, she wasn’t wearing panties, either.

Bailey had a small patch of dark pubic hair, I noted.

We began to kiss and lay on the bed, while I caressed her sides, hips, then breasts. Bailey leaned back, exposing her nipples and I kissed each one before she buried my face between them.

I tried to go down on her, but she seemed to want my cock between her legs, so I obliged.

I slowly inserted my hard cock, and her pussy was warm and moist. A moment later, Bailey had her legs wrapped around my waist, and using her legs to dictate the rhythm.

I was doing my best to keep the pace while Bailey was pulling my hair. A few minutes of this continued, then I whispered for Bailey to roll over.

She almost threw me off, then got on her hands and knees, so I could get in behind her beautiful ass.

As I slid in her, I saw her little starfish and after I fucked her for a moment, I licked my middle finger and pressed her anus.

At first, I thought Bailey was going to brush away my wrist, as if she didn’t want me to do anal play. But she was so aroused, that she didn't and began to moan a bit louder.

I pressed on her anus a bit harder, and she squealed and pressed her ass harder against my finger and my cock.

Bailey couldn’t hold back any longer and unleashed such loud moans, that I know the occupants in the next rooms knew what was happening. But I didn’t care.

I was finger-fucking her ass and my cock was fucking her pussy hard at the same time.

Bailey wanted more than I had, it seemed. She was taking all I had, and I a brief, mental image of her taking on a well-hung bull.

Bailey’s arousal level reached a peak and she almost went limp, so I rolled her over on her back and finished myself off. I felt a good-sized load of cum shoot in her wet pussy, and for good measure, I fucked her a bit longer.

Afterward, we lay in bed for a few minutes, catching our breath.

Then, Bailey kissed me and asked if I would stay one more night.

I had to decline, and she gave me a pouting face, then went into the bathroom and got dressed.

Bailey kissed me once more, then said she would call me in a few days.

I got dressed and walked her to her car, where we kissed again, then said goodbye.