We hope you enjoy it as we did doing it. Comments appreciated, thank Rick n Jeannie. ~MY BEST MALE FRIEND~ (#4of 29) I knew my w...ife (Jeannie) would/wanted to fuck my best male friend. I knew my best male friend (Scott) wanted to/would fuck my wife. Back then a few months ago and I had a good feeling he still would be up for fucking my wife now today. I ask him if he had ever fucked my wife without me knowing? He replied never had but a few times he sure did want to. Then. It had been two weeks since she last saw him and she never imagined how much she would miss him. Tucking a stray tendril of her dark hair behind her ear, her soft pink, lace panties felt good against her smooth mound -a special treat for later on she thought with a smile. As she pulled into the car park space she checked the time - he would be here any moment. Checking her appearance in the mirror she straightened her pony ail, again tucking stray tendrils behind her ear so they softly framed. Even so, it was a long time before anything definite happened, and it was not until my last year of high school that they finally bought a big house on four acres at, (you guessed it), Carters Mountain. I was going to become a Mountain Man. We moved up there in the school holidays in early autumn, and because I was born in February, I had just turned eighteen years of age a few months earlier but I still had seven months of high school left, because the school year ends in December in. The muzzles of our howitzers were pointed almost straight up as we were firing at targets so close. The batteries would fire through their basic loads in three-four hours. The Chinooks, heavy lift supply choppers, would fly in with pallets of ammo hanging from slings taking NVA fifty-one caliber fire all the way. They would unhook without landing and takeoff with all the speed they could muster.Then anyone not otherwise engaged would swarm to the landing pad and start humping shells and boxes.