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I hated going to shit like this, but even I couldn't miss giving one of my best friends his last parting wishes. I had known Robert for most of our lives. We were buds in shcool, roommates at the University, silent partners in or import business. Most of all we knew everything about each other. I hated him for not still being around. How do you just take something out of your live and forget about it. Anyway, I said my good bye, put my class ring next to his on his hand. There was a lot of people there and I think I talked to them all. There she was! Roberts wife. She had only seen me once, and that was so fast, I knew she would not know who I was. It is hard to explain, but Bob and I did a lot of dealings together and thought it was better that no one we did so. It would take to long to explain, so I won't. When Robert and I would get together for a drink or some business deal he would alway talk about her. How much he loved her and now how he wishes he was strong enough to give her the kind of loving he at one time was able to do. He had told me about the arangement they had set up, so that she could have what he could not give her. He said at first she would have nothing to do with it, but as time went by he convinced her that it was something that he truly wanted her to do. He also told her that it was the only thing that got him excited. You see Robert would set her up with different men to fuck and he would watch. He would bring pictures of her and tell me all about, how she would get her pussy eaten, or how she got into giving the guys blow jobs. I must tell you she was a knock out. A body that anyone would love to have. Sexy, sex just spilled out of her. I told Bob many times how hot I thought she was and how I wish I could put my cock into his wife. He knew what I was talking about, but really thanked me for being his friend and never tring anything. I won't be around for much longer and that is when I want you to look after her for me. Show her all the papers about our business and explain to her why we kept things to ourselfs. I am going to give her my share of our businesses. Every one was leaving and heading to Bobs favorite bar or some shit kicking Irsh wake. As I arived at the bar I saw his wife and headed her way. I introduced myself and offered her a cocktail, telling her that we saw each other once before. She smiled, excepted the offer of a cocktail, and told me how Robert would often talk about me, but never really tell her much. My eyes were became glued to her chest. The top of her dress looked like it was velvet or something like that. I could see the whole shape of her tits in the dress, her nipples were unreal, poking out as if they wanted to excape there confinment. As we sat on a couple of stools I wasn't sure but I think I see her pussy through what look like some kind of netting that made up the rest of her dress. We talked for a bit, but I needed to use the restroom, so away I went.