My wife is napping in darkness as I return home, exquisitely sprawled on our bed, impossibly sexy in her scruffy old nightshirt.

I strip and slip in behind her. Naked beneath the shirt, my fingers float softly and enjoy her every curve. I lovingly close in, awakening her pussy with soft fingers. We kiss. Instinctively, she sighs, opens, pulls me to her.

I cup her face. Then freeze.

“What? Why…?”

A finger to my lips, I’m silenced.

Rachel’s eyebrows rise high and with a wicked smile, she shrugs.

I shrug back, moaning as I slide inside my wife’s best friend.