Have you ever fucked your friend's significant other?

Only once when i was younger and felt horrible and eventually told her that I did...even though they broke up for other reasons...lost a good friend sadly but I deserved it...should have fucked his brother hahahaha
 
100's of times?? he's fucked my wife but I'm about that same number fucking his wife. Many years with the 4 of us doing this, guessing 30 years
 
I could have but didn't. I was friends with both of them and since he didn't know it would have been cheating for her. I was single at the time.
 
With two friends now... The first lasted about five years, the current for about eight years now. He looks the other way but he's no fool. He knows I'm fucking his wife. I have asked him more than once, "Do you want to know?" and he just shakes his head. "Happy wife, happy life."
 
I haven't, but I'd be lying if I said I've never wanted to fuck multiple friends of mine SO's....just being honest 🤷‍♂️😬
 
I've hooked up with ex's of friends a couple of times and friends of my own ex's. I was younger, more impulsive and usually a little drunk. Eventually figured out why the drinks kept coming for free, liquid courage usually led to sober regret or if not regret, at least guilt. Usually there was attraction on both sides before the drinking started and we were using alcohol as a scapegoat. I don't drink now.
 
I've hooked up with ex's of friends a couple of times and friends of my own ex's. I was younger, more impulsive and usually a little drunk. Eventually figured out why the drinks kept coming for free, liquid courage usually led to sober regret or if not regret, at least guilt. Usually there was attraction on both sides before the drinking started and we were using alcohol as a scapegoat. I don't drink now.
Congrats on being sober, its rough, but worth it
 
No, closest was in college. I had a friend who would leave campus just about every weekend to compete or practice in his sport. His girlfriend (since high school) also went to the same school.

One weekend his girlfriend and I bumped into each other in a bar when he was out of town. We left together and made out, but even with hormones and alcohol clouding our judgement we decided not to take it past that, which was the right call.

Thankfully, it wasn’t awkward between us whenever we were all together. They ended up getting married.
 
Not exactly. BUT I did fuck a friends best friends wife. Then the friend called me and said you know she is married. Told him I didn’t make her do anything she didn’t want to do. That was the mom that orgasmed the moment she slid my cock in her.
 
I had a fun day with my friend’s wife this weekend. As you all know most of the country was enveloped in wild cold and while it wasn’t near as bad, South Florida did get cold (for us.) My buddy texted me asking if I minded passing by the house to help his wife take down some boxes with their winter clothes from a loft in their garage.

We have been fucking for over eight years now and she still almost never texts me directly but asks her husband to ask if I can pass by, usually with some random task.

I let myself in the house and found her in the garage, the boxes already down. When she caught me noticing, she just bit her lip.

“Where are the girls?” I asked. She has two twin daughters that know more about us than they let on.

“My mom picked them up,” she said as I sidled up behind her and kissed the back of her neck, “I told her to call me when she was bringing them back to make sure I was home when they arrived.”

“Going somewhere?” I asked reaching over to cup her breasts over her shirt. She mmm-ed and leaned back into me.

“No…” she breathed out.

“Good girl…” I whispered in her ear as I placed her hands on the workbench in front of her, next to her hubby’s unfinished models. She didn’t protest as I lowered her leggings and only pushed back and sighed as I sank into her frothy, steamy pussy.

She kicked off her leggings at some point and followed me into the house bare-assed in ankle socks, eager to get my cock back in her bald little pussy. We fucked on the couch like teenagers, eventually pushing my cock in her ass while she kept an eye out the window.

Later, my buddy texted me thanking me for giving his wife a hand, apologizing because he knew how heavy the boxes were and how crazy she must’ve made me moving stuff around in the garage.

I told him, I’d help anytime.
 
Yes...on the floor next to their bed while he was past out drunk. Sounds far fetched but he always drank in excess. I admitted to it a few months later when he asked. Remained friends but I know he kept a grudge. I know I would have if I was in his shoes
 
In the early 2000s I went to a 70s disco night with a couple who I got to know well through an ex girlfriend. I lived closer to the venue than they did and had offered them my spare room for the night so that we could all drink. On the way back to my house from the venue, about a 2 mile walk and way past midnight we staggered along with the woman in the middle, the husband to one side with his arm around her and me on the other side with my opposing arm around her. She had always flirted with me and my drunken mind decided that she wouldn't object to me slipping my hand inside her top and feeling her breast as we walked along with her husband only inches away.
She allowed me to continue almost until we reached my front door. Once inside, her husband bolted upstairs to find the lavatory and she immediately grabbed my head and kissed my face off.
Before he came back downstairs she told me that what I'd done was a total surprise but a wonderful one. For her it was the beginning of something that would be a welcome change from her dull marriage.
Once the husband had rejoined us, the three of us continued to chat as normal and he was completely unaware that I had just sexually interfered with his wife.
The next week she phoned me, told me what a great weekend it had been and could we meet up to take things a step further. I lived on my own at the time and coincidentally had a week's holiday booked off work so it was easy for her to come round and visit me during the day. At the first visit she revealed that she wanted a full-blown affair with me but had no desire to leave her husband. This was perfect for me because all I wanted was regular sex for as long as possible without commitment.
We fucked almost every day that week and at every opportunity that we could manage for 3-4 weeks afterwards. Her husband was a bit naive and believed every excuse that she made for being out of the house for longer than normal and occasionally getting back late. She even confessed to her daughter about the affair knowing that her daughter, who was at the rebellious teenager stage didn't really get on with her Dad and had urged her Mum to get together permanently with me.
I didn't want this and we both pledged to keep the affair going but after around a month I began to think hard about the situation and about how many people would be subject to upheaval should the arrangement become public knowledge.
So after a while we agreed to leave it at that. We remained friends for years and still got together occasionally including the husband who remained clueless about what had been going on.
She later told me that she had no regrets about her affair with me because it had been the wake-up call that her marriage had needed and that things had never been better between them.
I of course was missing the guaranteed casual sex but it was something that wasn't destined to last and there was no way that I wanted to be responsible for her leaving her husband.
It was another seven years before I hit the 'Affair Trail' again but this was with another completely different female, an altogether different story.
 
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