My Dear Wife

My story begins at the age of 26, when I had already known my good friend Roberto for almost 8 years, and I had been dating Patricia for 2 years or so. I lived with my parents and my older sister in a condominium with many middle-class apartments in a beach town, and my best friend, Roberto, lived in the same building with his mother, one floor above.

I'm 1.76 m, white, normal, neither fat nor skinny. I was a newly hired engineer at a large company and already aspired to rise in the position and professional growth, all due to the influence of my father, a high-ranking employee of another company, who taught me skills far beyond what we see in school, as a focus, strategic observation, organization, etc.

Roberto (Beto) is 1 year older, a little darker, approximately 1.80 m, normal body too, a little more fit than mine. Eight years ago, he moved into my building, and we soon became good friends. Son of separated parents since childhood, he lived alone with his mother. His father was a very successful businessman, he had another family, and I believe that since he didn't have much time for his son, he made up for it financially, not missing anything. I remember when I wasn't working, having enjoyed several ballads without spending a penny, with everything paid for by Beto, who wasn't sorry to spend his father's money. This facility in the financial field, I think, created a bad comfort zone, as Roberto was not very concerned about growing professionally in the company where he worked.

His mother, on the other hand, was a tough, hard-working type of woman, and I think that the hardship of life took her away from her a little bit. Maybe that's why Beto was totally different from his mother. He was always with an air of happiness stamped, since when we met. He looked on the bright side, had cool ideas, and lived life well. The day he met my parents, as soon as we became friends, he already won them over. He frequented my house as if he were a relative, with the approval of my parents and my older sister, who was engaged at the time, and lived more in her current husband's house than in ours. Over time I saw that my father was like a fatherly reference for him too, always giving important guidance, just as he did for me. I think this situation was fundamental for Roberto and I to have a solid and true brotherly feeling, perhaps stronger than that between many blood brothers out there.

At the clubs, we already got girlfriends together, we already 'got' sisters, we even had sex together with two friends we had met at the clubs. Of course I had other friends, from the condominium, the neighborhood, work, but Beto was "THE" partner for all hours.

When I was 24, I met Patrícia (Pat) at a party where I was with Roberto. He was the first friend of mine she ever met. Patrícia is 1 year younger than me, white but tanned, black hair, sometimes dyed, green eyes, 1.65m, nice body, pear-like breasts, no belly and a phenomenal ass, perky, round. Compared to the cream of the city babes, I'd give it a 9/10. When I met her, I was close to graduating in Law, and at the time of the short stories, she was dedicated to studying for competitions. Patrícia has the personality of someone who knows her potential. She was never bossy, much less submissive. In public she has always dressed well, with clothes that flatter her body, and especially her ass, without being vulgar.

As in any serious relationship, I used to go to her house and she to mine, and like Roberto, she also got along well with my parents and sister. My father especially adored her, as she was always very attentive to him, and she liked to talk and learn the lessons that perhaps her father, a civil servant in a bureaucratic sector, did not have to pass on to her. On many weekends, my parents used to go out to my grandparents' house, and almost always Pat spent the weekend with me.

Patrícia, Roberto and I went out together several times to clubs, with other friends or just the three of us, but he was never alone. In addition to being self-confident and having a good chat, sometimes he even put a vodka and energy combo on the table, or a bottle of whiskey, which made his achievements even easier. Bob liked to drink, but normally he didn't get drunk, just high. I never liked getting drunk to the point of tripping over my legs, so I'd drink less, or drink something lighter. Pat liked the drinks made by the bartender best, and from time to time she got a little high. She was still standing, excited, dancing, but you could see that she was 'with her eyes more closed'. I loved seeing her like this, because she was more relaxed and sensual.

On the weekends my parents used to go out to my grandparents' house, and Pat would wear more comfortable clothes like a cotton sleepwear (baby doll), or shorts and bra-shaped top, nothing indecent, and at the beginning of their relationship, if Beto arrived, she would change into more well-behaved clothes, or stay in my room watching TV, but over time the friendship between the two grew stronger, and with the perception that Beto was not looking at her with desire, she started not to worry if she wasn't wearing something immodest.

Beto's father has a beach house in a town close to here, about 50km away, and several times I, Patrícia, Roberto and one of his girlfriends went to spend a weekend or a holiday.

Roberto and I used to wear beach trunks during the day, even after the beach. I have nothing to complain about my skills, I'm about 16 centimeters and I'm very satisfied, but Roberto is a giant by nature. The size of his dick is not even in the size, because it must measure between 20 or 21 centimeters, which would not be scary at all. It happens to be heady and thick, which is why it causes so much attention. In addition, he left the trunks a little lower, highlighting the volume of the dick, even when it was soft.

Patrícia took a shower after lunch and usually wore short clothes, like shorts and a top like she wore at my house, for example. But it depended a lot on Roberto's girlfriend too. If she was one of those people who gets home and puts on a very closed outfit, Pat would also wear more well-behaved clothes so as not to cause jealousy. Sometimes she put a blouse over the bikini that went to the middle of the ass, covering the bikini panties and showing the pulp of the ass, and it looked like she was naked under the shirt., in which case she was more sensual than if you were only in a bikini.

Roberto and I always respected each other, but just as I noticed his girlfriends, it was impossible for him not to look at Pat walking and shaking her shirt with that perky ass, looking like she was naked. But he maintained his decency and didn't stare.

In the ardent kisses or the making out that I gave Patrícia, or that he gave his girlfriend, it was common for his cock to get hard inside his swim trunks and, as a result of so many things happening, Patrícia, who at first turned her face away and pretended not to see, got used to it and he was already behaving naturally, that is, sometimes he didn't care, sometimes he laughed or even said something funny. Once his swim trunks had the laces untied, and after he made out with an ex-girlfriend, his hard cock pushed the trunks forward. The head of the dick was covered by the swimming trunks, but the pubic area and the body of the dick were showing. When Patricia saw it, she jokingly said:

--"Beto, tighten that trunks and I can see everything!".

His ex frowned at the time, out of silly jealousy. We explained to her that we have an old friendship and Patrícia has him as if he were my brother. She apologized for the joke, and said it wasn't the first time she'd seen him in that state, that she didn't mind, etc.

I could take offense at my friend with the hard mane showing in his swimming trunks in front of Pat, but hey, we were friends, he always respected my girlfriend, she never showed more than a brotherly affection for him, besides that she looked why I wanted to, and if I was going to care about that, it would be better not to go with him to the beach house.

A while later Beto got a new girlfriend, Fabiana (Fabi), very outgoing and lively, very different from the previous one, and after 4 months of dating, Fabi and Pat were already good friends. Fabi was a light brunette, with a pretty face, falsely thin, with breasts that were bigger than Patricia's and with a smaller ass, but that matched her body well. The height of the two was close.

Roberto was adoring his girlfriend. He said she's smart, good in bed, full of fantasies, and always lively. I can also say that she was friendly and attentive, with a winning smile.

The first time we went to the beach house with Fabiana, we arrived on a Friday night, and we went to a little bar, had a drink and ate, and went back to the house. The house had 2 bedrooms, only one of them with air conditioning, so we took fans with us. We were in the living room when Roberto made out with Fabi, and he got a hard-on. She took his dick over shorts, in front of us, and said laughing that she was going to put out that fire later. It was good to see that his new girlfriend wasn't going to have silly fits of jealousy.

We took a shower and Fabiana put on a cotton tank top without a bra, which had a generous opening on the side, so that if she bent down, whoever was on her side would see her breasts in full. I was a little surprised Roberto didn't even look scared. Patrícia saw it, looked at me and made a face like 'did you see that?'. Great too, Pat didn't think it was bad and I could analyze better that little melon, whose beak marked the fabric.

We threw some mattresses in the living room and turned on the TV. Patrícia and I stayed on the couch, and the two of us stayed on the mats on the floor between the couch and the TV. Despite the light off, the TV's brightness clearly showed the outline of Fabiana's breasts. Suddenly the two kiss and he puts his hands under her blouse, taking her breasts. She laughed and said:

>>"Stop, Beto, there are people here".

>"They're not looking. Julio, close your eyes there".

>>"you are very naughty". She took his dick over the shorts and was smoothing it.

The two of us on the couch watching that makeout, me hoping to see Fabi's breasts. Patricia said:

--"Guys, the weather is warming up. Come on, love, let's go to the bedroom and let the two of you feel free".

I got up and went with her to the room, I looked at Roberto and he with that naughty smile saying good night.

Patricia and I barely arrived in the room and we started making fun and we had sex, while we also heard Fabiana's moans in the living room. I came inside. We lay down kissing. Patricia got up, put a top and a towel around her waist to go to the bathroom, as the sperm would flow out. When I returned to the room, she had a different face, as if she had something to tell. I asked what had happened, and she decided to tell me, asking me not to cause a stir. I agreed and she started talking: when she got to the bathroom, the door was half open with the light on. She opened it to go in and Roberto was in front of the toilet, with his dick in half pump pissing. When he saw the door opening he looked at the door and the two looked at each other.

--"Sorry, Beto, I didn't know you were here", in a very low voice.

And she leaned against the door waiting for him to leave so she could clean up. Then she heard the noise of the shower, and the sperm wanting to run down her leg. She decided to open the door, doing her best not to lower her eyes and asked in a low voice:

--"I need to use the toilet".

He didn't listen, turned off the shower and said:

>"what?".

--"I need to use the toilet to clean myself, can you shower later?".

>"enter. She leans against the door. Shhh", making a sign of silence.

So she did, trying not to look at him. She pushed against the door and stood there.

>"I'm going to shower with my back to you. You can use the vase and I won't look at you". She turned and continued the shower.

She had two options: she got out of there, and held the sperm in her hand, or she accepted the proposal. She took the second option. She took the towel, sat on the toilet and started to pee and Roberto on the other side of the shower, with his butt facing her. When Roberto went to get the shampoo, he turned around a little, and when he threw the shampoo on his head, he kept his eyes closed rubbing his head and turned to her side, and it was impossible for her not to look, because he had a hard cock, and she saw Beto's Jeba in full for the first time. When she told me, she said:

--"Julio, when he was peeing his dick was already big. When he stood on the side with a hard cock, my goodness, how Fabi can handle that. In addition to being big, it is thick".

-"I know Pat, I've known him for 8 years, right".

I imagined that bastard with the hard stick showing Patrícia on purpose. He's my friend but I wasn't going to miss the opportunity. I know he is proud of the 'instrument'.

As she was only in her top on the toilet, I asked if Roberto had seen her naked, and she said no, because she sat there the whole time, because she had to take a shower too to clean herself up after he left. I asked:

-"Honey, did you stay there the whole time watching him shower with a hard cock?".

--"No Julio. I only looked when he had his eyes closed because of the shampoo". She also said that it was better to stay there than to leave the bathroom and then go back in and make noise, arousing my or Fabiana's curiosity for a situation that was difficult to explain. I asked

-"How did he do when he finished taking a bath? where he dried himself".

--"he opened the box, took the towel and dried himself inside the box. He said something but I answered looking straight ahead, without looking at him. Only when he was already in the towel did I look at him a little embarrassed because he had a hard cock inside the towel. He apologized and I gave that awkward smile, then he left the bathroom and I went into the shower. That's it".

And that was the case she told me. Me, who was going to the bathroom to clean my dick to give the second one, I didn't even do that. I sucked Pat and gave her such a phenomenal push that she realized right away that she was more vigorous. Pat insisted on moaning loudly just like Fabiana had done. She likes to talk during sex, and sensing that I was in the mood, she said a lot too:

--"come on, my dog", "beat your little bitch", "put it on, hot", and I called her a little whore as usual, and she said "I'm your little whore, am I?" "do you like me well little bitch?", "come, fuck you bitch!".

I came on her tits and fell onto my side. She all smiling asked me:

--"love, were you excited about what happened?".

-" I don't know, love. Did you get turned on by seeing his dick?

--"no. You know Bob is like a brother."

And she lay on top of me hugging me and smearing me with my own gala, and we made out. Then she got up and pulled me to take a shower.

In the morning I'm already in my beach trunks, Roberto too, Patrícia and Fabiana in yesterday's clothes. Friends, Fabiana's breasts were a spectacle inside that blouse illuminated by the morning light. How delightful. Impossible not to give it a dry once in a while, even more so without any guilt, since Patricia had seen Roberto's dick the night before. I managed not to find an angle that would give me a better view of her breasts that almost showed through the side of her shirt.

We had coffee and went to the beach. My dears, when Fabiana took off her beach cover-up, a little bikini appeared that perfectly showed the volume of her pussy, which was quite fleshy by the way. Patricia came to say:

--"friend, that bikini of yours is tense huh!".

I took the opportunity to look directly at her pussy, as if I were curious to understand Patricia's speech. Fabiana smiled and replied that she likes bikinis like that because of the little sun mark it left, as if she hadn't understood that the criticism was about how the bikini showed the contours of her pussy, and not about the shape of the little sun mark it left. The subject ended there, but it was impossible to have a beer standing up and, when talking to the two, not to take a peek at the pussy evidenced by the fabric of the bikini. If you think Patricia was enjoying this, she certainly wasn't. And I swear I was trying to hide the look, even though I didn't need to, given what happened the night before. But Pat, as I said, has personality in just the right balance, and I had better not push my luck.

the previous chapter ended with the 4 of us on the beach, and Fabiana with that bikini that perfectly marked her pussy. In a moment alone with Roberto, I wanted to get to the subject of the bathroom, but I kept going round and round. He said that Fabiana was very high-spirited, and uninhibited, due to the fun on the mattress and her blouse without a bra. He replied right away:

>"and her bikini, did you see it? Delight of an expensive woman, lively and naughty, with no fresh modesty".

Then I thought: wow, he even encouraged me to see his girlfriend's bikini. How can I complain about the bathroom episode? Even so, I agreed with him and said:

-"speaking of seeing a bikini, Pat said she saw you naked...".

And he explained himself, told exactly what happened, and insisted on saying that the situation there ended up leaving him with a hard-on involuntarily, but that she hadn't seen it. I fell for the nonsense of saying that she saw everything. He, looking surprised, asked what she had told me. I said that was the only thing that happened, but that she felt sorry for Fabi because of the size of his dick, whereupon he smiled, and told me that on the contrary, skinny ones can take it more (which I already knew, and I think Patricia too).

We went back to the girls. The two of them lying with their backs up, and Patricia, who usually wears a more well-behaved bikini, tucked it further into her ass. Robert saw it and said:

>"Pat, did you decide to use dental floss?".

--"Yes, I want to change the mark. Julio, do you apply suntan lotion?".

I crouched down and started to pass by, and Roberto was standing in front of the two, talking to them. I passed Patrícia's looking at Fabi's ass, and Patrícia spread her legs wider and that was it. Roberto saw me looking. When I looked at him, he was laughing at me. I made a face that I didn't understand and he pointed with his eye at Fabi's ass. I laughed too and turned my attention to Pat's tan.

Fabi was praising Roberto to Patrícia, even talking about their sexual adventures. She didn't give another one, in a little while he already had the volume in his swim trunks. Luckily the beach was empty and he stayed there, showing off, pretending to be discreet. Pat, encouraged by the conversation, looked at his dick and laughed. The two looked at each other laughing. I was like a sniper, just aiming. Until Fabiana jokingly said

>>"I'll take care of this boy when I get home. Come here, little pervert, apply suntan lotion to me too".

And Roberto came, laughing, to the other side, passing the cream on his girlfriend. From there he had a closer view of Patricia's ass. I had already finished my service, but I stayed there. While he was applying the tanning lotion, he slapped Fabiana on the ass, who loved it and just asked for more.

>>" oh pervert. Now you're going to have to do a massage to make up for that slap".

He started to squeeze her ass and spread her buttocks. I got to see Fabi's ass path. When I looked at him, he was looking at me, with a laughing face, like "see that?". I nodded, widening my eyes. He went on to massage fabiana's back, buttocks and legs. Patricia said:

--"Honey, I want a massage too". I went there to show my skills too, and started the massage. But he outdid himself, between one trip on the back, another on the legs, massaging the groin, squeezing Fabiana's ass, and she made a face of pleasure. Patricia noticed and said:

--"I want a massage like Fabi's".

The damn thing was jealous, that's all. I started squeezing Pat's ass tighter, and suddenly he lowered Fabi's bikini to the piggy bank, and was massaging it with his finger. He looked at me and laughed showing off his girlfriend. Then he returned the bikini to the place and put his thumb inside the fabric, and went down the finger to the ass. I widened my eyes. He raised the chart too high. Fabiana started to tremble, and grabbed the yoke where she was lying with her fingernail. Patricia asked:

--"What was it friend?".

>>"he has his finger there".

--"Friend, soon you will have sex here on the beach".

>>"If there weren't people passing by, I'd give it to him right here".

And the two laughed. He was already with a hard cock stuffing his swim trunks. Patricia turned around and said:

- "love, I want a butt massage too" and she laughed. Fabiana immediately said:

>>"I want to see if his finger is as good as Beto's".

I didn't want this level of competition, but I was challenged, and now I had Patrícia's help to demonstrate a lot of pleasure by showing that I am also "THE" guy. I did everything that Roberto was doing, I massaged the groin, I put my fingers in the crotch inside the bikini, fingering her pussy, then I went to the legs and she asked me to come upstairs. I think what she really wanted was a massage 'there', as Fabi said. I squeezed my ass, opened my buttocks, and Roberto said I looked like a massage teacher. He was teasing me and laughing, but I knew he liked to give massages, because he had already told me that he did it on his girlfriends.