The Sight of Mindi’s Climax Was All It Took
They wanted each other, and it finally happened.
A gentle breeze whispered through the half-open window. Mindi’s eyes met mine, and she had a knowing smile on her full, glossy lips. She stepped closer. Her scent, fresh from the shower, teased my senses. She slid her arms around my waist, drawing me into her embrace.
We stood there, my body pressed against hers, the warmth of her skin seeping into me, hinting at the passion building between us for weeks. Her firm, dark chocolate breasts pressed into my chest, and I could feel her hard, thick nipples digging into my skin, begging for attention.
I felt a jolt of desire shoot through me as I took in the sight of her naked torso. My cock, already hard, pulsed in anticipation, pressing against her soft, toned tummy.
Mindi and I had danced around this moment for so long, our friendship a delicate thread stretching taut between us, threatening to snap under the weight of our illicit desires.
Yet, here we were, defying the boundaries of friendship and marriage. Her husband, my best friend, was out of town on business, unaware of the storm brewing in the very heart of his own home.
Mindi took the final step towards me, her breasts swaying slightly, and my eyes followed…
