Sex Or Friendship

I'm a 36-year-old man, I guess liked by women, I'm not a very good friend when there is a woman involved. The whole incident is in this line of thought. A few weeks ago I went out to a pub with a childhood friend with whom we do not have a close relationship, we look for help from time to time, we rarely go out together, but we still have a friendly relationship. I have been sympathetic to his wife, with whom I cannot hide, since the school years, and I have known her ever since. She was modest, even a little congested, but a very beautiful girl. So the evening we went out started with some whiskey, some memories from our youth, the evening went very nicely. At some point, with our drunken heads, we decided to go to a strip club. Well we went. More alcohol, dancing with the women there, it was a lot of fun.

The evening was coming to an end, Of course, we had to find out who was from where we were pretty drunk, but as has happened more than once, someone still drinks and my friend suggested that we go to them to hit one or two more. I hesitated, but refused. We left and while we were looking for a taxi, he was hit hard by alcohol. He could not stand on his feet. At least that's what it looked like to me, and I wouldn't have doubted it for a moment if the following things hadn't happened. A little earlier, suddenly looking at his viber phone, I see "Kitten, I'll be there in an hour, wait for me naked on the couch." I wasn't particularly impressed, I just smiled to myself at that moment. So, I couldn't leave him in the taxi with them either. He vomited in front of the entrance, he was drunk. We went inside, the woman was up and getting ready for work, and he was knocked on the bed and knocked out. I sat on the couch, she made me coffee and we talked to her, of course I didn't say where we were despite her insistence. She was wearing a nightgown, quite, very short. Without a bra and with black thongs. My curtain fell, something else happened to me. I asked her to sit next to me to put on make-up, I went to check what my friend was doing, she didn't move, but she didn't snore as expected of a very drunk man. I sat on the couch again, we talked, and my cock would burst, I acted a little bolder and began to touch her thighs on the inside. She did not back down and it became clear to me that she would give in. I went again to see if he was asleep because I didn't hear snoring. He did not move. I sat on the couch and she dressed in front of me in front of a mirror. He took off his nightgown and remained in thongs. I couldn't stand it and stood behind her, grabbed her breasts, turned her over and we started passionate kisses, I took it out, she grabbed me and pulled me into the bathroom. Conclude. We fucked for almost an hour, it was very cool. I finished as a cannon, and I don't know if she finished, but she was having a lot of fun. He went to work and left me at home. I forgot my documents in her car, at some point she came home to return them, I grabbed her again. It was multiple but damn cool.

I was almost sober when she left us and I asked her now how I would look at your husband. She just said don't worry, everything is correct. I have not drawn any conclusions from these words at the moment. After I slept, etc., sober, I started thinking about the incident. Whether it all happened super spontaneously or rather was caused. Because I really liked having sex with this woman and I definitely want to do it again, and I don't want to ruin my friendship with her husband, I don't know what to do. I read here and there on the internet and wondered if he was the so-called cuckold, or just his wife put the horn on without him being clear. I also wrote this story in the gaps, I hope there will be normal comments on the topic here.