So I like to flirt; sometimes it gets me in trouble. I don’t worry too much about trouble because I’m a girl who can take care of myself.

I flirt with men I know, men who know I’m in a relationship and that I don’t fool around. My best friends are guys that I can smile at, have a little hug and even a kiss with, but who know that’s as far as it goes. Sometimes, I have a deep kiss with one of my pals while my boyfriend watches; we both get wild from that!

But I got myself into a tight spot a few months ago, and that’s what I want to tell you about.

I run a bar that closes at midnight, and I went out to another club with a girlfriend afterwards.

It was run by a guy I know slightly, a bit of a goon. Attractive though.

He was hot for me, lots of guys are hot for me.

I’m not really a beauty; I’m a bit short and round. I have big tits though. I dress well, and look after myself. I’m 38, I’ve had 2 kids [who live with their dad], but guys don’t seem to mind. When I smile, they smile back. If I give them a look, they return it. It makes me feel good. I have blue eyes and blond hair.

Anyway, we had a couple of drinks and went to Gino’s club. Gino threw his arms around me and gave me a big hug when he saw me, he kissed me too. I kissed him back; it was naughty and fun; I’d never kissed Gino before though, so I hoped he understood my boundaries.

“So where’s your husband this evening?” he asked, “And who’s your lovely friend?”

“This is Karen, and she’s a married woman so don’t get any ideas.” I said as he reluctantly let go of me.

“Come into the back!” he said, noting that we had no guys with us.

We had a couple of more drinks, watching the dance floor through the half-mirrored glass.

Gino sat close to me and put a hand on my thigh, leaning close. He started to tell me a story about another club owner we knew, having an affair with an employee. As I giggled and flirted, his hand moved to the small of my back, slipping it under my shirt. Karen was watching the action through the window.

Gino kissed my neck and nibbled my ear. I should have stopped him at that point, and everything would have been fine; but I was a little drunk, and I was having just a little bit too much fun.

I dress like a floozy, but I’m a successful businesswoman. I flirt like a schoolgirl, but I’m a mother in a solid relationship. Gino knew all that.

Now Gino; like I said, a bit of a goon. Big connections in city hall, big club, big guy. He was older than me, but I found him really sexy. I was turned on too, and I got off on him making a fool out of himself for me. But I was the fool this time.

I leaned back and he reached across me with his other hand, and without thinking I was kissing him again. But there was a difference; at the door, in public, my kiss was a greeting. A naughty flirtatious greeting, but excusable. Even if Dick had been there, I would have done the same, it’s how I am, he knows that.

Here in his office, with no one there but my friend who was pretty out of it herself, I had no business kissing Gino.

But it sure was fun.

I love kissing; it’s so sexy and exciting, yet harmless and safe. Everyone kisses; parents can kiss their kids, brothers can kiss their sisters, friends can kiss. They can kiss me any time.

Gino was exciting and dangerous, strong and powerful in more way than one. I surrendered to the moment, putting my arms around him and opening my mouth to his hot tongue as his hands stroked my face.

I sucked his tongue for a minute or two, and then suddenly realized that I was in deep water.

Gino could make a lot of trouble for me! His hands were on my tits, it was 2:00AM, my man was at home asleep.

I got up, making an excuse that I had to pee. Karen and I went into Gino’s office toilet.

“What the fuck are you doing, are you nuts?!” Karen hissed. “He’s a sixty year old Mafioso. Married too.”

“I don’t know, I just ... don’t know. You’ve got to help me get out of here.” I said.

“He’ll never leave you alone now.” Karen said.

“I have to get out of here without ... you know. Going any further.” I said.

“He’s got a hardon like a baseball bat.” Karen said, “If he thinks you were just teasing him, he might get really pissed off. Why the hell were you kissing him like that?”

“I’m allowed to kiss.” I protested, “But you know I don’t cheat. Gino could really fuck me. You know, like get my permits pulled I mean.”

“I know what you mean.” She said. “What if you just blow him or something? That’s not really sex, so it wouldn’t be cheating on Dick.”

“Would you do that?”

“I wouldn’t have sucked his tongue.” She retorted.

“Let’s try to get out of here.” I said, taking hold of the doorknob.

As we came out of the toilet, Gino was waiting. He grabbed me in his arms and his mouth was all over my face.

I was wearing a hot little dress that could barely hold my big tits and just covered my ass; four inch heels and patterned black stockings. My hair was freshly blond with highlights, and hanging down my back.

Gino was tall and lean in a tight silk shirt and casual trousers, towering over me, his short grey hair in my hands as his tongue poked at my mouth again. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my hips; Karen was right, he was a well hung man.

Karen was pretty; long legged and skinny, long auburn hair, and wearing a slinky stretch dress that showed it all off.

Karen was my best friend. We didn’t hang out too much, since we’re both busy most of the time, but I love that girl, she’s a rock. Everyone thinks I’m a slut, and Karen is a virgin. Married with a kid, but still a virgin. You know what I mean.

So I really didn’t expect her to get on her knees and fish out Gino’s big cock.

I had a deal with Dick; I could flirt, tease, flash a little leg or whatever. I could kiss our friends as much as I could get away with, but that was the boundary. As long as I stayed inside that frontier, we were cool.

Karen knew it. So she pulled out the big Italian sausage, and started to suck him.

Fuck, I couldn’t believe it! He was huge, and my prissy straight friend was doing it to him, right there in his office. Her long hair was waving like a flag as she bobbed her pretty young face over that big old rod.

“Come baby.” I whispered in his ear, “Right in my friend’s mouth.” And I pulled his face down and took his upper lip between my teeth.

He cried out and came; and kept coming for a while, too. He let go of me and took Karen’s head in his hands, pushing the top four inches in and out of her face as he squirted her full of his gini goo.

We took a taxi home.

“Thanks.” I said as I dropped her off.

“Just don’t get me into that kind of trouble again.” she said.

I kissed her; I don’t kiss girls much, but this time I gave her a good one right on the mouth.

“Use some mouthwash before you get in bed with Jake.” I told her. “Your mouth tastes like old booze and fresh come.”

I really like Karen’s old man, Jake. I felt a little bad about what had happened, even more so because actually, I’d been getting into some trouble with him too. I resolved to keep my mouth closed at least, and keep flirty kisses down to a few seconds each.

I knew Jake a long time, since before I knew Karen or Dick. We even went out a couple of times, but nothing came of it. I knew why; I was fat at the time, really fat. I understood; he liked me, but some guys are just turned off by fat girls. And I knew he has a small cock. I liked him, but I like a big cock. Or Dick. Later, when I lost weight, he was with Karen. And soon after that I met Dick.

I love Dick. Let me say that again; I LOVE DICK. Seriously, he’s my perfect man. He’s rude, tough, clever, hard working, and the best fuck I’ve ever had. I mean, he’s REALLY good in the sack. Or wherever.

I used to do it a lot, I had multiple partners [not in bed at once, although I would have liked to], lots of relationships. I was married twice, had kids, divorced. So I know what I’m talking about.

My whole family hated Dick; he was broke, useless, short, and as I said, rude. But I let him move in with me anyway. Now he’s successful, but still rude. Few people like Dick, even now. Jake is one of the few. Jake is so cool.

When Dick is really rude, Jake has a good laugh and gets rude back. Jake’s a handyman, Dick has a wholesale vegetable service.

When I got home from Gino’s club, I was so horny I could’ve fucked a goat. Dick was asleep, it was 3:00AM and he had to be up at 5.

My job goes late, his starts early. We never had sex during the week, except when we were on vacation. We do it on weekends, usually all weekend. I couldn’t wake him up, knowing he’d gone to sleep late. I took a shower and then sat on the sofa in my bathrobe. I spread my legs, and then took care of myself with a vibrator. I thought of Jake and Gino, both at once. Mmm.

When Jake and Karen came over, or when we went to their place, I got to kiss Jake.

At first, it was just a normal flirty kiss, like I give most of my friends. But since it’s Jake, and he’s cool, I’d just hold on a little longer, and kiss a little wetter.

And if Karen wasn’t looking, it would just last a few seconds extra. A ‘hello’ or ‘goodbye’ kiss for most people would be about a second, 2 seconds would be flirty. We were at about 6. Think about that; count off 6 seconds. With my big tits pressed hard against my friend’s boyfriend, with my lips on his mouth, with just a touch of secret tongue. Mmmm!

I wouldn’t let off if Dick was watching, but if Karen was there we’d ease off to 3 or 4 seconds because it pissed her off a little.

“Does it bother you when I kiss Jake?” I asked Dick as we went to bed that night.

“No, why?”

“You were staring at us, and I was getting a little flirty.”

“Baby, that was more than flirty. That was more like ‘spread me on the table and fuck my brains out’. It was hot.”

“Wait a minute; you like it when I kiss other guys?”

“It makes me crazy to think other guys want to fuck you.”

I kissed him as I pulled on his stiff cock. It didn’t end a 6 seconds either. Or 60. Mmmm.

So I kissed Jake longer and longer. We invited them over just for that kiss; Jake would hesitate at the door as Karen went to the car. No one said anything, but he was into it too.

I sucked his lower lip into my mouth, he sucked my tongue, I pushed my thigh between his legs and felt his hard little dick. Jake was a good kisser, he held me just right, not too tight but firmly. He put his hands on my ass and squeezed. I’m a little sensitive about my ass, because I know it’s a bit big, so I love it when a guy I’m kissing cops a feel.

Dick just stood there and watched from a decent distance.

Dick said “Hey Karen, kiss me baby.” As she came to the door, and she gave him her little customary lip brush. Dick grinned like a cat who’d caught a female cat.

And as soon as Karen and Jake left, we were up stairs in a flurry of flying clothing, in the bed and at it.

Of course, Jake wasn’t the only guy I was into kissing, but he was the only one I was really getting into. It seemed like harmless fun, just another of the many games and variations Dick and I got up to.

We did role play, light bondage, costumes. We did it in odd places, like in the woods or out on our balcony at night. So you see this little kiss thing seemed pretty lightweight to us.

I met Jake at the door, in a sheer black backless gown. I wanted to have his rough hands on my naked back.

“Where’s Karen?” I asked him.

“She had to work late, she said she might make it later.”

“Oh.” I hesitated; without Karen, there was no one to stop us from going too far.

I opened my arms and Jake stepped forward. Mmmm...

He was hot and sexy against me, I could feel his stiff little dick in his trousers and his mouth was all mine. His hands on my back were warm and strong, and if I wasn’t already spoken for, I would have taken him to bed for sure, small cock and all.

We kissed; delicious and long long kiss, hands on my ass and neck, my knee in his crotch, my big tits crushed against his chest. There was no Karen...

“Hey where’s Karen?” Dick asked, closing the door. I broke apart from Jake. “She might come later.”

“She’s not someplace coming now?” Dick asked with a stupid grin. “Sorry, that was rude. Come on in, kiss my wife again, I don’t mind.”

We didn’t kiss again though. Until after dinner.

It was getting late; Jake tried Karen on her cell but she didn’t pick up. “I guess she isn’t coming.” He said.

“Maybe she’s coming, just not here.” Dick said with his stupid grin again.

“Dick!” I protested.

“Right, sorry. Hey Jake, kiss my wife.”

“I’m not your wife.” I said.

“Same thing, common law baby.” He said.

“See this hand? Has it got a rock on it?” I asked, waving my left hand at them.

“Hey baby, give me time all right? Jake, give her a kiss and get her off my case will you?” Dick said.

“Yeah, come over here.” I said, patting the couch next to me.

“Really?” Jake said doubtfully.

“Go on.” Dick said. “I have to check my mail in case there’s any late orders.”

It was Sunday night, my night off, but Dick had to deliver in the morning.

Dick came back in a couple of minutes later. I was half lying down, Jake was half on top of me, tongue in my throat. I’d pulled his shirt up and my hand was up his back. My dress was up around my hips and I had one leg around his ass.

“Shit.” Dick said. “You two will burn the house down. Alright, listen; nothing below the belt. Like boxing, you do what you like, but above the belt.”

Jake broke away and sat back.

“This is a little weird.” He said.

“Come on, you like it.” Dick said.

“Well yeah, but it’s weird.” Jake said.

“You kiss my wi ... my old la ... my girlfriend. You can even play with her tits. She’s got better tits than your girlfriend man! And then you go home and make Karen come five times, you know what I mean?”

While he was talking, I pulled the strap of the gown over my head and let it down. I was wearing a heavy bra, and I took that off and let the puppies out.

“Kiss my tits!” I declared.

Jake buried his curly head between my boobs, taking one in each hand and pushing them against his face. He inhaled deeply through his nose, like a tit-scent connoisseur.

I stroked his neck and back as he sucked on my nipples and nuzzled me like a cute pet. I grinned at Dick, and he grinned back. We were going to have a great night together after Jake went home to Karen.

Jake kissed my throat and nibbled my ears as I pulled his shirt off. We embraced, stroking each other’s backs as our chests squeezed together. It was hot; Mmmm...

After an hour or so, Dick had enough.

“You better go home to your wife, Jake; or call her up and tell her I’m coming instead, and I’m going to...”

“Dick!” I interrupted.

“I wasn’t going to say anything rude. I was going to say I’d go over and make Karen a cup of tea, you know.”

“Yeah, sure you were.”

Jake and his hardon left, and I was flat on my back with my legs in the air 5 seconds later, with Dick’s dick in my well doing what Dick does so fucking well.

I was just getting up the next morning when Dick came home from delivering.

“Hey Lena, you’ll never guess what I heard from Gino’s cook.”

“Which one?”

As well as the club, Gino had a couple of restaurants.

“At the club. He told me your friend was there last night, looking hot. Tall and skinny with long hair, it must have been Karen. She fucked Gino in his office.”

“How does the cook know what went on in the office?”

“You think I’m the only rude guy in town? He said Gino told him she fucks like a whore and comes like a virgin.”

“Holy shit.”

“What do we tell Jake?”

“Are you nuts? We can’t tell Jake! This is all my fault!”

“How’s that? She was doing it with Gino last night, so it couldn’t have had anything to do with you playing with Jake.”

“All that flirty kissing.” I said. I didn’t want to admit that I’d gotten in trouble with Karen at Gino’s two weeks before.

I called Karen right away.

“You slut! You were at Gino’s last night.” I said. “Can you talk?”

“Yes; but I’m not sure I want to. Who told you?”

“It’s a small town baby, word travels fast.”

Dick lay down next to me on the bed and put his hand on my crotch, tickling me with his finger through my panties.

“I just stopped by to say hello.” She said.

I was worried she might say something about what had happened between Gino and me with Dick listening, so I pushed Dick’s head down between my legs. It’s his favorite eating spot, and he can’t hear a thing when I clamp my thighs around his ears.

“I heard you did more than that sweetheart.” I told her as Dick got to it. “I heard you got down and dirty in his office. What’s the story?”

“I don’t know, I just felt like stopping in for a drink, and one thing led to another.”

I opened my legs so Dick could hear my side of the conversation.

“Yeah, right. Here’s what I think happened; You were itchy between your legs all day, you couldn’t stop thinking of him. A bit thuggish, a bit rough, a bit older, a big cock. We’ve all been there darling. Was he good?”

“Really good.”

“Did he spread you out on his Mahogany desk?”

“Yes.”

“Lick your pussy?”

“Lena!”

“Did he?”

“Yes.”

“Then he slid that big rod right up in there?”

“You sound like Dick!”

“Talk to me, what was it like?”

“Well ... it was awesome! I felt terrible about cheating on Jake, but at the same time, that huge cock ... wow! I’ve never even imagined a feeling like that.”

Dick’s tongue in my pussy combined with Karen’s story in my ear was starting to do it to me.

“But the man is old enough to be your daddy!” I said, as much to Dick as to Karen.

“Granddaddy even, who cares?” Karen said, “I don’t want to marry him. I tell you Lena, I had three orgasms! It was completely wicked.”

“He had staying power?”

“He was amazing! He went on and on, and he’s a good kisser too, of course you know that.”

“So are you going back for more?”

“I don’t know.”

“Are you nuts? Jake is a great guy, Karen! Are you really going to throw away a good relationship for a few quickies across a desk?”

“He has a cot in the back. And I wouldn’t say it was a quickie, either ... he did it to me for a half an hour! With that big cock!”

“Okay, okay, get your fingers out of your crotch and try to think straight. Gino’s rich, tough, and well hung. He’s also old, arrogant, and married.”

“I don’t want to leave Jake, Lena. I just want to fool around a little. You know what that’s like, don’t you?”

Shit! Did she know about me fooling around with Jake??

“I flirt Karen, but that’s all. I don’t cheat, it isn’t worth it. You end up losing a good guy for a moment’s passion. Believe me, I know.”

“I guess I just don’t have your will power Lena. Once I’d had that cock in my mouth, I had to have it all the way.”

“I get that, but don’t forget that there’s a nasty old Italian man attached to the other end of it. Baby, I have to go. We’ll talk later, all right?”

“She fucked him? She told you?” Dick said as I put the phone down.

“Three times.”

“I’m gonna do you four times!” he said, pulling off his pants.

Actually, it was five at least; but that’s Dick for you. Mmmm

The next night Karen dragged me to Gino’s.

“I need you to cover for me.” She said.

“I don’t want to get involved.” I protested, “I don’t want to lie to Jake either.”

“Don’t give me that crap, you were the one who started this, secrets and all.” She countered.

We went into Gino’s office and Karen was in his arms like a schoolgirl, starting with a big wet open mouther that even I found a bit much. Gino wrapped his hands around her tight little butt, swinging her right off her feet. She held him tight around the neck and held the kiss.

Oh damn, I thought; Jake’s had it.

Then Gino let go of Karen and opened his arms to me for a hug. Well, I couldn’t really refuse, could I?

He was a smooth bastard; he smelled good too. And his mouth tasted of lobster or something. His body was lean and strong against my big breasts, and I could feel that big hot Italian sausage against my thigh.

I broke away from him, feeling hot and bothered. I wanted to get out of there and go home to Dick. I love Dick, I didn’t love Gino. I did like feeling his sausage against my thigh though. It’s flattering to know a guy is hot for me, especially at my age you know. But that doesn’t mean I want to go all the way. I don’t cheat.

“Nice sofa.” I commented.

“Have a seat, it’s real comfortable.” Gino said, “Looks good in here don’t you think? Italian leather, my cousin got for me wholesale.”

Gino poured us each a shot of cognac. He stood behind Karen and massaged her shoulders and launched into a hilarious story about the mayor’s wife getting it off with her gardener.

He moved over and massaged my shoulders for a little while; I really like it when a guy I like does that, because it’s sexy and flirtatious, and my shoulders are usually sore in the evening from carrying the weight of my boobs all day. Gino, that old ginni bastard, had nice hands; strong but sensitive. I realized that the sofa was placed away from the wall for a reason.

He poured us some more cognac and still talking, went back to Karen, bending down to kiss her neck and fondle her tits.

He kept talking, kept us laughing, as he came around and sat between us, putting an arm around each of us, but pulling Karen close.

She curled over him, one knee on his lap and her hands around his neck, nuzzling him as he went on about a lady restaurant owner we both knew who supposedly blew the health inspector every month, because no matter how hard she tried, she could never get rid of the last cockroach in the kitchen.

“Of course he brings the cockroach with him!” Gino laughed, pausing to kiss Karen.