I've always been attracted to my best friend's husband. Since my sex life with my own husband is pretty terrible, I've been flirting with and fantasizing about him. This is the story I wrote after saying goodbye to him in my skimpy pjs one morning after I slept over at their house.

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She came down the stairs eager for her last few moments of touch, knowing this would have to be enough to hold her off until the next time. Moving quickly down the last few steps, her large breasts swollen from the pregnancy moved under her tight tank top like liquid. Rounding the corner she saw he was already at the door, ready to leave. She hoped he noticed her hard nipples poking through her shirt in anticipation, her long legs moving swiftly in the short shorts she always wore to bed, especiall