Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Group Sex Party

I was half expecting Clara and Alex to not be there, or even if they were for them not to be interested in us. But within a couple of minutes of Steve and I arriving and getting a drink, Clara had rushed up to me, welcomed me with a squeeze on the arse, and invited us to join them in the sofa zone. We were only too pleased to agree, and Steve gave me a wink of approval as we followed Clara upstairs.

She was as gorgeous as I’d remembered – tonight dressed up a little more in a long red dress, her dark hair flowing over bare shoulders and bright red lips shining out as she smiled. Alex was sprawled on a sofa, wearing a shorter skirt, a black shirt opened to the waist revealing a black bra and her tattoo, and swigging from a bottle of lager. “Hi!” she greeted us enthusiastically, “you must be Steve?”

Steve sat down on the sofa next to Alex, Clara sat next to Steve and I sat opposite them all, perched on a low table. We all introduced ourselves, and happily got chatting over a beer. I had to describe what had happened after I’d left the girls earlier in the week, which I did without too much detail, but causing much hilarity and “I told you so” type comments.

Threesome Sex

We visited five places that day: two large studio-style apartments and three one-bedroom apartments. Then we went out to dinner together at Holly's favorite steakhouse, and the discussion still focused primarily on the pros and cons of each location we had visited, with Kelly referring to her copious notes.

"There is one thing I believe you're both overlooking," I finally said during dessert.

"What's that?" Kelly asked.

"A one-bedroom apartment would be much cozier for any intimate encounters you two may have."

Holly blushed, her mouth agape at my openness. But Kelly smiled, her eyes twinkling at me. "You're more understanding than Holly intimated."

"Intriguing choice of words," I noted aloud, causing my girlfriend's blush to deepen, and Kelly simply laughed.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Horny Couples

"Ben!" exclaimed his wife from behind the wall. Laura emerged carrying a Margarita in each hand. Both were in Martini glasses, with salt, limes and everything. She had obviously spent some time planning and making them for Julie and herself, and her expression showed that she was hurt by her husband's comment.

"I'm just playin'" said Ben, quickly trying to defend himself. I'm sure Ben wanted to stay in Laura's good graces if he wanted any chance of getting laid tonight. Not that I blame him at all, as Laura is hot as hell, and I understand how hard it can be to stay on a woman's good side in order to get sex. Laura set the drinks down on the coffee table and walked over to Ben and gave him a playful punch on the arm, showing him that everything was forgiven.

Laura had just quit the restaurant the three of us still work at to become a grade school teacher. So while the rest of us were dressed in jeans and an undershirt, she still had on her dressy clothes from school earlier in the day. She wore a cotton skirt that wasn't very short for obvious reasons but still showed off her nice tanned legs. She also wore a matching vest left open to reveal a very tight plain white undershirt that held tight her breasts that were huge for her skinny frame.