Affair with a close friend

I diddnt mean to cheat. Neither did she. Especially not together. Here’s how it happened.

It was a nice fall day there was a fairly large get together at Bonnie and Jeff’s house. The house is on a multi acre lot on a quiet country road with trees lining the edges. Although near the not so busy road the trees offered priviacy especially within the row istself. Today was a family affair with kids of multiple age groups running around the way kids will.

The adults (about 12 of us) were split mostly men outside and girls indoors. Everyone just roaming around visiting and having good time while enjoying some cocktails. Nothing was uncomfortable or out of the norm.

Now Bonnie and Jeff were well liked by every one. Bonnie especially with her warm and helpfully personality.

Jeff was a little more reserved but still welcoming. He was built about average. With a bit of dad bod going on. Dark hair starting to salt and pepper a small goatee and thin glasses.

Bonnie isn’t what would be commonly described as beautiful or pretty. Teenage acne was un kind to her, leaving her complexion rough although her cheeks were rosey. Her warm smile showed her slighly crooked teeth that seemed to make her smile all the more sincere and inviting. Her lips full and slighly pouty and had the apperance of being very very soft. Her eves would be the first thing noticed when you met her. Big and blue and sparkeling. She was about average height for a woman at 5’6″ or5′ 7″. Her hair kind of dirty blonde and curly, down past her shoulders. Her weight was maybe what most would say her worst feature as she must weight in at about 210lbs. Although heavier she carried it better than most her size would as her ass had a nice round shape albeit a big round shape. Her belly stuck out a fair amount but diddnt hang down below her belt like some fat bitches do. And surprisingly she diddnt have the FUPA or that fat bulge below her waist yet above her public area. Maybe her belly diddnt seem so bad as she had spectacular rack. Her tits must have been F cups and though surely somewhat sagging she wore bras that held them up and stuck them out. She was wearing a top that had a zipper on it and her bra had lace trims and would peek out above the zipper at times giving hints of cleavage.

So after a few hours of the party and having finished several drinks, I split off from the adults under the guise of roaming around doing a kid check. When I got past the garage I ducked into the privacy of the tree row to releave myself. I was not yet finished when I heard someone else also walking in the trees. Unable to stop what I was doing I turned my head to see Bonnie also ducking through trees.