I always worry about what to wear. Tonight is different though – I need sexy underwear and a dress I can pull off easily. It’s not that warm so boots and a coat are in order. Casual, but chic.
I get the same train as him. He’s told me which carriage he’s in, but I’m fucking useless at counting carriages. It’s clammy and I’m already flustered. Eventually he finds me and we sit together, unable to comprehend what is about to happen. I brush my fingers over his cock to feel a tight package in his suit trousers, he reaches for his rucksack to hide us.
We get off at the station and it’s not easy to get a cab. We’ve still not had any word from our destination. Luckily Uber still works there and we are soon at a front door, him in front of me ringing the bell. My heart is in my mouth.
She answers the door in a white silk robe and has no shoes on. She grins a welcome and we go inside. No going back now.
Upstairs, I quickly visit the loo and check my reflection. My hair is frizzy from the heat and my lipstick is smudged from the champagne glass. But hot. I grin.
She already has a teddy on, I suspect Ann Summers. She has slipped off her robe and for a moment we all stand there. And then I pull my dress over my head and whirl it around like a toreador. I stand there, looking at her and notice she’s a little bigger than me. There is an unspoken bond between us already and we unbuckle his belt together, I rub my hand over his pants and then motion for her to feel. We both grope him, she pulls his trousers right down and then his pants straight after. She doesn’t hang about, I note. His hand is fumbling with her pussy, her knickers come off and are kicked across the floor. He kisses me, and then her.
We both kneel to take his cock, I tell her he likes having his balls sucked. We alternate for a bit, and I relax. This is a lot of fun, like being in a porn movie. She talks about her sex drawer and I pull out some bondage tape – she helps me bind his wrists and I laugh at how much I enjoy it.
We lead him to the bed and he remarks how now he can’t touch us. I sit astride his face and enjoy his tongue fucking me, almost tempted to suck his dick but realise our friend needs something to do. She’s there already, and it’s hot to watch her technique and feel him beneath me at the same time. Her hands grab my breasts and he moans. I tell her to swap and we clamber to alternate ends.
I can taste her on his cock, which is odd but again a new turn on. She’s moaning now and I am jealous of her riding his face. I spit on his cock and rub it, licking the end. He’s rock hard now and my cunt twitches.
I’m on my back, she’s licking my pussy and I can’t quite cope with how good it is. I look down and her hair is in her face so I hold it up for her, cradling her in my hands gently.
He’s licking and sucking my tits and I close my eyes, flailing a bit and amazed at how good this feels.
I hear a condom packet being opened and my eyes flick open. He’s fucking her from behind now, the devil! This makes her stop licking me and she groans and pushes herself back on him. And then her lips are on my pussy and his cock pounds into her pushing her into me. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever done.
He mouths “I’m fucking you next” to me, giving me a thumbs up and I giggle. I love the concentration on his face, the way his stomach wobbles as he fucks, and his hands on her hips, the sheer force he uses. Her eyes are screwed up in pleasure and she comes loudly. It’s beautiful.
And then we move around to swap positions. I’m suddenly confronted with a pussy in my face ready to be pleasured. Weirdly, it’s like looking in a mirror.