All you horny hubbies out there need to pay attention to this true-life adventure.

My husband of two decades liked to think of himself as a real practical joker. Last year he tried to pull a fast one on me, and I think he’s still not sure what train ran him over.

A friend of his from college was planning to stay with us for a couple of nights. Several days before he was due to arrive, I stumbled onto an e-mail exchange between them. I was amazed to read that my dear sweet hubby had concocted an April Fool’s joke to play on me. He planned to sneak his willing accomplice into bed next to me, then burst into the room and surprise me. His friend was to massage my butt, at which point I was expected to reach into his shorts and stroke his penis. Then I would become aware that the genitals were hairless, realize that something was drastically wrong, let out a shriek, and then the merry prankster would pop in the door from the hallway laughing. I figured if he wanted a good laugh, I’d give him one. Two could play that game.

On March 31, we met Jack at the airport and got back to our house just before midnight. I headed upstairs while the guys cracked a couple of beers. I climbed in my side of the bed and picked up a book.

About an hour later, I heard the guys coming upstairs. I dropped my book on my chest and pretended to be asleep. My husband entered and gently removed the book. I stirred without opening my eyes and rolled onto my left side. He turned out the light and headed out to the hallway, leaving the door slightly open behind him. I heard the guys talking. Ten minutes later, the door opened, and someone quickly slid into bed beside me.

I could tell the body next to me was taller than Jim’s, as its feet slid down well past mine. He snuggled up to my midsection. Then, sure enough, his arm came across my hip and his hand settled on my rear end. I could sense some tension in his hand as he rubbed my butt. The door was left ajar, and I knew my husband was standing there. I let his friend rub my buttocks for a few seconds, then moved back, removed his hand, and pushed it down into the front of my panties. I could tell he was taken completely by surprise; this wasn’t in the script. I pushed his fingers right between my legs. He took the hint and started rubbing me. As I spread my legs, his first two fingers slipped into me. I was surprised that I was so wet, and decided I might as well enjoy this for as long as I could.

He kept right on playing with my clit. I started breathing heavily. I got a kick out of the realization that Jim was catching quite an earful and probably getting a little confused. I reached down the front of his boxers and took hold of his stiffening penis.

I gently stroked his cock, noting how incredibly smooth it was all the way down to the base. I ran my hand under his balls, enjoying the sleek hairless skin. I jerked him slowly, moving my fingers up over the head and back down to the base. His cock grew totally stiff and became slippery with his pre-come. Jack started moaning. With that, I pulled the covers back and moved my head over this luscious new cock and sucked it past my lips. I gave this guy the best blowjob I could, and it was perfectly obvious to Jim that I was sucking off his friend. I felt his buttocks tighten. His hips rose and his cock shot a creamy load into my mouth.

I kept my lips sealed around his cock as I swallowed his come. I rested my cheek on his stomach, keeping his shaft in my mouth. We just lay there while I lazily massaged his limp dick with my lips and tongue. This went on for several minutes until I sensed that I was getting another rise out of our guest. I straightened my head and started sucking him back to life until he was groaning again.

Then I took things to the next level. I pulled him on top of me, spread my legs, and gave him access to the big prize. I felt this guy’s cock sink past my swollen pussy lips. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, and put my mouth next to his ear. I whispered softly, “I know all about this April Fool’s joke, but you’ve got a beautiful cock, so just fuck me the best you can. I won’t tell him I knew it wasn’t him. Let’s fuck.” With that, we moved in unison like a pair of seasoned lovers. His cock moved in and out just right, and I soon felt my orgasm building inside me. I breathed heavily and let out a series of gasps. Then that glorious cock shot loads of semen deep into me as my inner walls hugged it tightly.

“Oh, God, what a great fuck!” I cried. He collapsed on top of me and rolled off a minute later. I gave him a big thank-you kiss as he left the bed. I don’t know what he told his good friend, but I know that to this day my husband hasn’t mentioned him coming for a return visit.