As far as I knew, my friend Ida was a happily married wife and mother, so I was puzzled when she called me, sounding hysterical, and asked if she could come over and talk to me right away.

When she arrived she was so distraught she could hardly say anything. Finally she burst into tears as she blurted out, “I’m pregnant, and it isn’t Al’s baby!”

Trying to hide my surprise, I put my arms around her and soothed her. “But how do you know that?” I asked her. “I mean, even if you’ve strayed once or twice, it’s more likely to be Al’s than some guy’s you had a quick fling with, right?”

Ida was weeping so hard she could hardly talk, but she managed to sob out that Al had had a vasectomy just after their last child was born. She then confessed that she had been going over to some guy’s apartment several times a week, but that he had always told her he was infertile, and she was so hot for his big dick that she couldn’t stop fucking him. But now she was pregnant, and she was afraid her husband would divorce her, or worse.

I kept telling her not to panic, and that there had to be some way things could work out. I then remembered something my sister-in-law had told me. She had cheated on her husband and got herself knocked up. After thinking about it, she had come up with a little plan. She got her best girlfriend to seduce her husband, this making him as guilty as she was; so that when she told him about the baby, he said something like that could happen to anybody, and they had raised the child together.

When I told Ida about this, she immediately asked me if I would be willing to seduce her husband. This was something I hadn’t expected. I told her I’d always thought Al was a hunk, but had never given a thought to bedding him. Ida pleaded with me, saying that if Al was going to be with someone else she really wanted it to be me, as she trusted me; thought of me as her best friend. So how could I refuse?

As it happened, my husband was out of town that week, so we decided that Ida would tell Al there were a couple of odd jobs I needed help with, knowing he would be glad to pitch in. So it was that a couple of days later, Al came over to my house with his tool kit.

I had dressed to catch his eye, wearing brief bikini shorts and a blouse tied at the waist, leaving plenty of cleavage and boob flesh on display. I was happy to see that Al had a hard time taking his eyes off of me long enough to check out the little chores I was explaining to him — most of which were located in the bedroom.

I took every opportunity I had to lean over so that my ample breasts hung out just inches from his eyes. The invitation was blatant, and he finally gave in to it. At one point he grabbed me and pulled me down on the bed, kissing me hotly while mauling my breasts, then pulling my top off so he could suck on my nipples. Then my shorts were gone too, and he was on top of me, working his cock into my pussy as it moistened quickly with my juices.

I knew he wouldn’t last long, so I wasn’t surprised when I felt him spurting into me after 10 seconds of wild humping. He collapsed on top of me for a moment, but he was still rock-hard, and he soon began to fuck me again, using very short but strong strokes. I enjoyed his cock, but the fact is that he wasn’t a very good fuck, so I faked orgasm when he dumped his second load inside me. He was very proud of himself, and screwed me yet again before getting dressed and leaving, telling me he would be back the next day to finish up the chores.

I called Ida to tell her I had bedded her husband, but told her not to say anything to him yet, because he was coming back for more, and we wanted him to feel guilty as hell when she told him she was pregnant.

I didn’t resist him when he came back the next day, and I kept telling him how good it felt to be with another man. I said I could understand why women had affairs, as it got to be pretty routine, doing it with one’s husband all the time. I just hoped some of it would get through to him.

A few days later, Ida confessed to Al that she was pregnant, though she told him she had only cheated once, and would never do it again. They had a long talk, and Al finally told her he could understand how it might happen — though never admitting that he had cheated too.

Ida eventually gave birth to a healthy baby boy, who Al now calls his little man, and loves like his own. They are now a happy, loving family. What Al doesn’t know, however, is that Ida is still seeing her old lover with the big cock — although now she’s on the Pill, and makes sure to take it every day.