The Wife Next Door ch. 3- Best Friends

About a year after Pim and I had started our relationship a terrible accident happened. My parents were riding a boat owned by a friend of my Dad’s, a famous cardiothoracic surgeon and a cigarett boat ran into them and both my parents were killed. I was 24 years old and I was alone in the world. My parents relatives all lived far away and I had little contact with them growing up. With the help of my Dad’s law firm I was able to get a very large settlement from the insurance company because the guy driving the cigarett boat was drunk. So there I was, 24 years old and owning a beautiful house and having a lot of money, but very messed up. I went into a serious depression and dropped out of my university engineering classes. Pim was a great help at this time and would often get a sitter for Chrissie and spend the night with me holding me in bed and having gentle sex with me. Pim was really the one who got me through this terrible period of my life.

A few months went by and I was starting to feel more normal. I started to go back to the gym and work out. Finally Pim said we needed to go out and have some fun. She told me her friend Judy (who I had met at her birthday party) was also in a “foul mood” because she had recently broken up with her boyfriend. Apparently Judy had been dating a 47 year old wealthy stock broker who had dumped her for a 21 year old. I said that was ridiculous because I remember Judy looked like she was 21, but I guessed that she was 25 or 26 and was certainly the hottest Korean chick I had ever laid eyes on. You would be nuts to dump a woman who looked like that.

Pim told me all Asian women looked younger and mostly remained slim, but actually Judy was 33 and had bad experiences with men. Judy was a finance specialist for a major airline and did complex finance transactions to lease fleets of airplanes. She had graduated from Yale with a Masters degree, so not only was she hot, but she was smart too. I was a little intimidated to see her again, to say the least. She’s my good friend and she needs our help. You’re depressed, she’s depressed, we need to go out and have fun. I’ll get Chrissie to stay at her friend Angela’s house so we can have the whole night to spend by ourselves.

Pim knew we were going to drink so she arranged for an Escalade limo to pick us up. She told Judy to meet her at hot yoga in the afternoon and then to come to her house to get dressed. The plan was that we would leave for dinner around 7:30 and eat at a new Asian fusion restaurant. After dinner we would hit the new hot club, Mr. Smith’s, where Pim’s other friend Julie had arranged for us to get VIP access. I put on my nicest slacks and shoes and a crisp expensive white shirt and a crocodile belt with a nice simple silver buckle that matched my platinum Cartier watch with its crocodile strap. Pim had not only taught me the intricacies of lovemaking and a woman’s body, but she also taught me how to dress to look sexy, but also elegant and sophisticated. I put on some Rocabar cologne by Hermes that was Pim’s favorite and walked next door to her house.

As usual the front door was unlocked and I entered. I called out to Pim.

“We’re up here. We’ll be down in a minute.” She called back. I went to the fridge to get some Perrier and had some water. I knew Pim’s house well now and turned on the iPod to get some music going. I was a little nervous to hang out with Judy again after learning how smart she was and how she had gone to Yale. Pim was a housewife, but going out and having a conversation with a senior finance executive was a little above my level.

After a few minutes Pim slowly did her “glide” down the stairs. She was, as usual, extremely well turned out with a spaghetti strap black dress that stopped mid-thigh. The dress was cut very slim and showed off her incredible waist and the underwire bodice fit perfectly beneath her firm breasts making them look larger than they really were. The bodice fabric cut just across the tops of Pim’s upright breasts exposing the beginning of the swell, just enough of the swell to tantalize a man and cause him to fantasize about the rest. The dress was sleeveless and scooped low down Pim’s back leading the eye directly downwards to her incredible rear end. Pim’s bum had been shaped and firmed by many hot yoga sessions with Judy and Cindy and I thought of how I would pleasure it later that night.

A soft whistle escaped my lips. Pim looked me in the eyes with her sexy sparkle and giggle, “So, are you duly impressed young man?”

What could I say? She was truly beautiful. She leaned in and whispered in my ear.

“Tonight is for Judy. She is one of my best friends and she needs her spirits lifted. OK? Please, do it for me. Pay lots of attention to her.”

I told Pim I would do my best, but I was very worried that Judy was “out of my league.” Pim looked at me shocked with an expression that said, “What do you mean?” She laughed and hugged me affectionately.

“Rob, over the last year you have become the most attentive and patient young man and the most accomplished lover any woman could ask for. Judy is my friend and she is a WOMAN. She is not just a business executive. Just pretend she is “next door Pim” and you will be fine. I promise I won’t be jealous.” She gave me a firm hug for encouragement and a kiss on the cheek to bolster my confidence.

We heard sounds from upstairs and Judy appeared at the top of the stairs.