My best friend Dale met the girl he married while he was in college and I didn't meet her until the day of the wedding. I watched Anita walk down the aisle toward us (I was Dale's best man) and I wished to God I could fuck her - she was that nice! Well, it is one year later and I have been fucking Nita for a couple of months now and it doesn't look as if she plans on stopping, at least not anytime soon.

It happened because about six months ago I got an invitation from Nita to suck her pussy, fuck her, and do anything else to her that my little heart desired. It was by mistake of course, but I eventually found myself in a position to take advantage of that mistake. It was Valentine's Day and when I got home from work I got my mail out of my mailbox and took it to the kitchen table to read it. There were a couple of bills, a flyer from Safeway and a half dozen Valentine's Day cards. One of them had unfamiliar handwriting so I opened it first. The card was homemade and on the outside it said, "Happy Valentine's Day you fucking stud. Open the card to get your Valentine's Day gift certificates." I opened the card and inside were six photos of a very naked Nita in several sexually suggestive poses and an eight by ten piece of paper with a note attached. The eight by ten sheet had been sectioned off into little boxes that said things like "Good for one blow job, including swallowing" and "Good for one all night ass fuck." "My favorite was "Good for as much pussy as you can handle for one week." The attached note said, "Dale - I couldn't figure out what to get you so I thought I'd give you what you seem to like the most - love, Nita."

Somehow or other Nita had gotten the cards mixed up and I had received the one meant for Dale. I wondered what would happen if I showed up at his house and tried to redeem the coupons; Nita would probably call the cops. I debated calling Nita and telling her about her mistake, but decided against it. It would have caused a major embarrassment between her, Dale and I. And besides, I would have had to return the pictures. That night I got a panicky call from Dale, "Did you get your Valentine from Rita yet?" I told him no and the he said, "When you do get it please don't open it, okay? She got a couple of them mixed up and a pretty naughty one meant for me got sent out by mistake." He called everyday for the rest of the week, but I always said that I never got the card. Eventually he stopped calling, but I know that for the next couple of weeks he was looking at every one to whom Nita had sent a card to see if they acted any different around him.

It was three weeks after Valentine's Day when I saw Nita again. It was at a dance at the Elks and all night long every time I looked in her direction I caught her looking at me. The look on her face said it all; "It was you! I know it was you that got that Valentine." I danced with her three times that night and I could "feel" that she was waiting for me to make some remark that would let her know for sure. During the third dance I said, "Curiosity has been killing me for the last couple of weeks. What was in that Valentine that you sent out that has Dale in such a dither?"

Nita gave me a coy smile and said, "Are you telling me that you don't already know?"

I grinned and said, "Yes, I don't already know, but I want to."

Nita gave me a long searching look before saying, "It was something of a very, very personal nature and I hope to God that it never shows up in public."

No fear of that my sweet I thought, I'm not sharing that with anyone. I saw her again three weeks later when I threw a little party at my apartment. A little way into the party Nita came up to me and said, "Can I prowl through your digs? I've never seen the apartment of a confirmed bachelor before." I'd had a hunch that she might want to snoop around because I was certain that she was certain that I had been the one to receive the wayward Valentine. I had already taken the incriminating evidence and removed it from the apartment for this party so I told her to go ahead and feel free to wander to her hearts content, "But stay out of my top dresser drawer. That's where I keep all of my really personal stuff." Knowing that now that would be the first place she would go to I had already 'salted the mine' or 'primed the pump' by putting a lot of sexual material in that drawer. I have dated and slept with quite a few free spirited ladies and I had photos of myself with all of them in various forms of sexual endeavor. There were even a few of me in a threesome with Linda and Nancy, who were also at the party with their husbands who didn't, by the way, know about their wives extra-curricular activities. Nita was going to get an eyeful.

An hour later I was in the kitchen filling an ice bucket when Nita came in. "You old dog you. Linda and Nancy at the same time?" I looked at her with reproach on my face and she chuckled, "Save the indignation Romeo. You knew as soon as you said stay out of that drawer that I would head right for it and you know what I was looking for. I know you got Dale's Valentine." I started to say something but Nita put a finger to my lips and said, "Don't bother to deny it. I sat down and reviewed every card I sent out and only two of them were big enough to hold what I put inside - yours and Dale's." I kissed the finger that she had against my lips and said, "That may very well be, but that does not mean that our efficient postal service ever got it to my door. And if they ever do manage to get it here you know that my curiosity is going to make me open it so you might just as well tell me what I'll find." She gave me a small smile and said, "Something that will fit in very well with the rest of what you have in your top drawer. Just out of curiosity, Linda and Nancy before they got married?"

I gave her what I hoped looked like an evil grin, "Nope. Every Tuesday and Thursday."

"It isn't very gentlemanly of you to brag about it."

"Who's bragging? Until you went snooping in my bedroom there were only three people in the world who knew about it. Now you know and since you asked the question I answered it. It is still a secret unless you tell."