Ted’s presence wasn’t unusual around our house. In fact it was almost expected at least three nights a week.

He is my best friend, and since his divorce last year my wife, Carol, and I have appointed ourselves his personal support group. We’ve made him part of our family. Carol had a birthday coming up and we planned to have a traditional dinner party, so we were really busy making preparations. Ted knew we would only get busier, so he wanted to give Carol her present a few days early. It was exquisitely wrapped in dark red paper with a large metallic red bow. When he handed her the box she immediately kissed him and thanked him. She unwrapped the gift as delicately as she always does, trying not to tear the paper or make a mess. She opened the box and gazed down in silence. Then Carol lowered her hand into the box and felt around for a second. When she looked up at Ted she had a huge smile on her face and said, “I love it. Let me go try it on for you.”

Ted’s eyes widened at first as she quickly ran upstairs. We waited, each of us more nervous than the other. Frankly, I was eager to see just what the hell was going on.

After 20 or 30 minutes Carol slowly made her way down the stairs wearing nothing but a pair of bright yellow panties and matching bra. At that point I decided not to say or do anything; I just watched. She walked over to Ted and said, “It fits perfectly, don’t you think? Feel the material. It’s wonderfully silky.” Then she reached down, grabbed Ted’s hand, turned up his palm, and brought it up between her legs.

As Ted massaged Carol’s crotch her eyes closed and her hands moved up to caress her breasts. She lifted the bra and put her left nipple between Ted’s lips. He began sucking and licking it gently. Then I saw his fingers slip past the edge of her panties and inside, causing her body to quiver suddenly and collapse onto his. They embraced and kissed passionately for a moment.

She moved to the middle of the room, lay down on the carpet, and spread her legs wide open. Ted got down on his hands and knees and crawled over between her legs. He pulled the panties to the side with one hand and gently stroked her belly and thigh with the other as he buried his face in her pussy. Slowly and methodically, he ate Carol out, making her groan and shriek with pleasure.

Finally they got up, and she led him by the waistband up the stairs to our bedroom, where they stayed for well over an hour. I, on the other hand, had to be content grabbing some paper towels and quickly relieving myself. I muted the television so that I could hear the bed squeak and Carol’s cries of passion.

Eventually Ted and Carol came back downstairs, all cleaned up and fully dressed. Ted bade his usual good nights to both of us, said he would call, and left. Carol came over to my chair, sat on my lap, thanked me, then kissed me deeply. We made love the rest of the night. We never talked about what happened, nor have I seen those yellow undies since, but I’m hoping Ted gives her the same thing next year.