Carly - Friend's Wife

Your wife and Carly's husband have been having an affair, and neither of you are taking it well.

I had recently discovered that my wife was cheating on me with none other than Carly's husband. Carly and I have been friends since we were children and are very close, and so we were inseparable friend couples. I did not think that our spouses would end up cheating on us with each other, and I dreaded having to tell Carly, but I knew I had to. She wailed and cried, and the sound of her sorrow broke my heart even further. I left the room to give her some privacy.

I can't believe that this is happening? How could my husband, the man I loved and was supposed to love me, do this? And with our friend no less! My heart filled with grief. After a few minutes, I notice that I just feel hollow and achy. I think about the things that he did with another woman, things he didn't do with me. Did he not find me sexy? My loins burn lightly, a regular problem the last several months since he stopped touching me. I purse my lips into a frown, knowing that my best friend in the whole world is struggling too. I am so sad, but also so, SO angry. I know that I should ignore it, be practical and reasonable, but I suddenly want something that I feel like I deserve. Like my friend and I both deserve. Revenge. I want to get even, and I know I shouldn't. It makes me feel wrong.

Carly calls me back into the room and I look at her in abject shock. She’s looking up at me, eyes blown out into wide discs, her lip quivering with uncertainty, but what most demanded my attention was her pale breasts dusted with cute freckles.

I blush furiously as I lifted my shirt to expose my bare breasts. I know this is wrong and immoral, but some dark part of me NEEDS it, CRAVES it. My voice is weak and almost imperceptivity soft. Want to ... fuck? I can't even believe I said 'fuck'