by Alexis Shore
The door opened, and Mike thrust out his hand, gripping the other bloke’s firm enough to try and hurt him. He was called James or something. Whatever.
He strode past him and into the living room, pleased to see Rachael smiling at him when he entered. As he waited for the James guy to get him a drink, Mike struck a pose designed to accentuate his burgeoning muscles.
He knew Sheena was impressed by the way she was hiding behind her drink like a little mouse. At least she’d made an effort tonight though. That top really showed off her brilliant tits, and her skirt flashed enough leg to make him wonder if she was wearing panties.
But it was only when he flexed his arm that Rachael really swooned. Then she patted the arm of the chair next to her.
That was his cue. He snatched the drink from the James geezer, flashed him a winning smile and sat down exactly where she had asked him to. It afforded a great view down her dress. They were smaller than Sheena’s, but looked just as delicious.
And the way she placed her hand over them, coyly trying to block his gaze told him she was loving his attention.
Time for a joke.
Man, she lapped that up. And now she was getting territorial. The way she turned to Sheena to warn her off of him. Christ, if she didn’t end up in his bed tonight, it was because she was frigid. And man alive was he going to give her a damn good seeing to. She obviously needed it.
Mike turned to listen to James. Or was it Jay? Who cares? Either way he was marking his own territory now, telling some piss poor joke that everyone was too polite to scoff at. Stories about real life mate? Really? You can get better jokes off the internet.
His spirits rose even higher when Peter walked in. If this was his competition for the night, he might even end up with both women. Hmm. A threesome. Might be nice to have four tits to play with it. And two mouths sucking down his long fat cock was always something he’d wanted to experience.
It was making him hard now.
Worried that everyone would see his huge erection, he moved to an armchair and put a cushion over it.
A cushion?
What sort of man has a cushion in his apartment? He looked over at James, telling another piss poor joke about removal men, and wondered just how gay he really was.
He noticed though that Sheena was lapping up his camp ways. What was it with women and gay blokes? They loved it. Maybe it was the unthreatening nature of them. Sheena wasn’t turned on by James, so played a little power game by flirting with him. God did her tits look good tonight.
But Rachael wasn’t taken in by James, thankfully. Her attention was firmly fixed on Mike, pretending not to be leering at his pecs beneath this tight t-shirt by talking to Peter. He’d give it another half an hour, let her have another drink, then suggest they go back to his.
Maybe by then Sheena would have worked herself up and need a little fun too.
He pushed the cushion tighter against his lap, worried that his still swollen cock might be obvious. It was a thin barrier.
Sheena headed for the kitchen, and James soon followed. That left him alone with Rachael. Well, except for Peter, but he obviously didn’t count. Time for an all out charm offensive.
She was trying to play it cool, but he knew it was working. He began to lace in a few cheeky innuendos. Subtle, nothing too pervy. And it was nice that she didn’t turn her nose up at him like Neve.
If he ended up banging Rachael, he would definitely end it with Neve. That was almost certain now. They both had great bodies, so why should he put up with that Irish snootiness? And it would be nice to parade a gorgeous blonde on his arm. She’d be a nice bauble for the Christmas party. Maybe he could get her to dress up as a sexy Santa. Yeah, those tits would look good like that.
Now she was pretending to be interested in something else. Classic. Playing hard to get, but not really.
Mike followed her gaze, and his eyes bulged. Sheena was sitting on James’ lap, sucking his ear. And he was groping her ass. Ha, she was going to be disappointed when she found out he was gay.
But it was hot.
He turned back to Rachael, all ready for a quip, but when he saw how into the show she was, the words stuck in his throat. The little whore was licking her lips, and gently stroking at her chest.
It was getting even more uncomfortable now, and Mike shifted in his seat. His movement made Rachael look his way, and she took a long look at the bulge in his trousers.
And then, just like that, the little tart uncrossed her legs and began to finger her thigh, staring intently at her friend. Mike took another peek, and saw James’ hand disappear up Sheena’s skirt. Turning back, he saw Rachael biting her lower lip, all coy and horny.
Maybe he wouldn’t even have to invite her back.
Decision made, he climbed out of the armchair and took a seat next to Rachael. While her eyes were firmly fixed on the others, he leaned in to her neck and stroked the tip of his tongue up it.
She didn’t stop him.
Maybe she wanted her earlobe sucked like Sheena had done. It was so little and soft in his lips, and he liked how she exhaled softly through her nose. He ventured a little further, feeling his prick straining hard against his trousers, cupping his hand on her thigh and giving her a slow, sensual stroke.
“Mmm,” she sighed.
That was the only cue he needed. With a deft move, he slipped the strap of her dress down, expecting to find a bra, but instead saw her naked breast, the nipple so big and brown it was impossible not to suck it into his mouth immediately.
Her legs relaxed and opened a little wider, affording him the chance to stroke his hand higher. Her thighs were so smooth and cool to the touch, and she was loving the way he feasted on her breast.
He ventured upwards with his fingers, hoping to find her panties, but delighted instead to find she wasn’t wearing any. He immediately found her clit and began to tease and rub it, gently biting her nipple.
“Yeah, that’s good,” she whispered breathlessly.
With that, he let the nipple fall from his mouth and lifted his mouth to hers. She turned away, playing a little game, but he followed her gaze anyway.
She was looking over at Peter, who had taken his cock out.
It was huge,
Like porno big.
Mike pushed his fingers into Rachael wet pussy and watched Peter wanking that beast of a prick.
For the briefest of moments he wondered how it felt.
Eleven
Rachael looked down at her belly, so obviously bulging in her dress. How could she not be pregnant? Look at it, so swollen and bloated. And why had she chosen such a tatty thing to wear? Look, there’s a thread hanging on the hemline.
She plucked it away, hoping not to unravel even more of it. It was such a stupid choice of dress. She couldn’t wear anything underneath it, and how lazy would it look to have her hair up like this.
Oh well, she wouldn’t be staying long.
She sighed, and caught her reflection in the brass 3 and B, before ringing the bell without much excitement.
This was going to be a chore, she knew it, and she really wasn’t in the mood to fake bonhomie. But no, she’d been through this in the bath. It was either this or sitting home alone and worrying all night. If nothing else, this would take her mind off of it all.
The man in 3B answered the door with a cheery smile, introducing himself as Jay and letting her in. He was wholly unremarkable, but his voice was nice. She hoped she wasn’t the first one here though, it would be a struggle to make small talk.
Seeing Sheena sat on the sofa when she stepped in really cheered her up. And her friend looked absolutely stunning. Her plunging neckline really framed those wonderful boobs of hers. Rachael was so jealous of those, and now they were on display, they were a little mesmerising. As were her beautiful legs.
For a moment she feared Mike might think her friend had dressed up for him, but Sheena was a big girl, she could fend off his tedious advances if he got drunk.
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bsp; “You look gorgeous sweetie,” Rachael said, leaning down to give her a little kiss on the cheek. And from this angle, those tits looked even more amazing. Smooth and firm like porcelain. It took a real effort to avert her gaze.
Just then, Jay handed her a glass of Coke. Odd. How did he know she wouldn’t be drinking? She shook it from her mind, and took a seat next to Sheena. Her friend looked a little self-conscious, no doubt uncomfortable with an outfit that was so unusually daring for her. But she looked wonderful. Whoever her new man was, it was doing her good, and she should know it.
Rachael reached out a comforting hand, resting it on her knee. She so rarely touched Sheena, that when she did she was always amazed at how soft and cool her skin felt. It was delightful to the touch, and she found her finger gently stroking, before realising what she was doing and pulling it away.
Was this hormonal? What the hell was she doing flirting with her best friend? Blimey did she need those test results so she could focus and move on, whichever way they went.
Rachael realised she was being asked about her day. She mumbled something that didn’t even make sense in her own mind, and was thankful when the doorbell interrupted her.
“Everything okay?” Sheena asked softly.
Rachael smiled, reassuring her she was fine.
When Mike strutted in like an idiotic peacock, she saw the mirth on Sheena’s face. The man was so up himself he could probably see his own colon. And when he started striking poses, it was too much. As he flexed his arm muscles, Rachael choked on her Coke, and had to hold her mouth to stop from spitting it out.
As she wiped it on the arm of the couch surreptitiously, she saw that Mike was on his way over. Shit, he thought she was asking him to sit there.
Great.
And now he was looking right down her dress. If he wasn’t careful his drool would fall on her cleavage, so she tried to hide it with her hand. If he sat any closer, he would be on her lap.
Would it be too rude to stand up and walk away?
She sighed, even taking her mind off of it wasn’t worth this. Especially now he was telling crap pub jokes that were as old as the sun.
Rachael turned to Sheena and raised her eyebrows.
Help!
Her friend shrugged.
For a moment, Rachael didn’t blame her; at least she didn’t have to put up with it herself.
She turned back, and rolled her eyes at the naff punchline. Luckily, Mike’s attention was momentarily diverted by Peter’s arrival, and Rachael took the chance to sidle down the sofa away from the arm.
Seeing Peter’s clothes made her heart pang slightly. She always hated misjudging the dress code, and he seemed so self-conscious now. She gave him a friendly smile, which seemed to relax him.
In fact, everyone seemed a lot more relaxed now. The conversation was flowing freely, and everyone was giggling at the funny stories Jay was telling. Perhaps the evening would be nice after all. Certainly better than slumming it on the couch at home with a giant tub of Ben & Jerrys.
And Sheena seemed quite taken by Jay. She was even flirting with him, making sure she kept drawing his eyes to her delicious tits. And who could resist having a look at them? Rachael was even a little jealous that he could have a peek like that.
It would be awkward if Sheena caught her staring too. Mike was saying something, so she turned her attention to him, hoping he would be distracting enough. He wasn’t. He was such a bore. She tried to bring Peter in to the chat, but he seemed a little too shy to properly join in.
Mike shifted uncomfortably in his seat, covering his lap with a cushion. Didn’t men only do that when they had an erection? Oh God, she almost giggled. He was getting hard just talking to her tits.
She tried to hide her derisory smile by watching Sheena head off into the kitchen. It was nice to see Jay standing up to follow her. They’d make a nice couple. Lucky old Sheena, currying the interest of two men now.
Even luckier that one of them wasn’t Mike.
No, he was firmly fixated on Rachael now. She really wanted to go home. Ice cream was better than hearing him find a dozen different euphemisms for breasts. So when he said something about Rachael’s Christmas baubles, she decided it really was time to leave.
But just as she was about to get up and make her excuses, she saw Sheena sit down on Jay’s lap.
Intriguing.
Was she going to have a bit of fun with two guys?
Rachael couldn’t believe it when her friend began to suckle on his earlobe. Bloody hell. She hadn’t seen anyone do that in a room full of people since college.
Sheena couldn’t be that drunk. Then it dawned on her.
Jay was her new man. He was the guy she had worn the lingerie for. And she was clearly really into him. And he her. Judging from the way his hand massaged her ass so wantonly through her skirt.
God that was sexy.
She moistened her lips automatically, and as always when she was in the early flushes of arousal, she teased her fingers across her chest. Maybe she should go home and run the bath again.
Mike shifted in the periphery of her vision, and she glanced his way to see him rubbing the small bulge in his trousers. She darted a look towards Peter, who was also watching the show with some degree of interest. The bulge in his jeans wasn’t quite so small though.
Rachael followed his gaze back to Sheena, just as Jay’s hand slipped inside her skirt.
Fuck, that was hot.
Time to look away. Time to go home and have some fun alone.
Mike stood up. She knew exactly where he was headed. A million thoughts darted through her mind. Fun alone, or fun with company. A little kiss and a cuddle might be okay? It really would help her forget things for a bit.
No, go home.
Too late. He was already sat beside her.
Okay. Just for a bit.
His mouth nuzzled into the nape of her neck, his stubble scratching at her skin. It was a little distracting, but the way Sheena was reacting to Jay’s finger was properly sexy. Mike flopped his tongue around her ear wetly, not nice. But just then Sheena threw her head back and moaned.
Rachael knew that look. Jay’s finger had pushed inside her friend, “Mmm.”
She wondered how wet Sheena was, began to imagine her own finger inside her, to fantasise about pulling her top away and burying her face in those delicious curves.
She felt Mike tugging her dress strap with fat fingers, then felt her breast fall free. As his mouth wrapped around her nipple, all she could think about was wrapping her own mouth around one of Sheena’s.
Mike’s finger started to probe at her inexpertly, nowhere near the right spot. “Yeah, that’s good,” she said sarcastically, and looked over to Peter.
He had taken his prick out, and was slowly pumping it in his fist. And it was massive. Like nothing she had ever seen. And the way Mike penetrated her so easily with his finger told her just how horny this whole thing was.
Sheena pulled her top off over her head, revealing those beautiful tits in their fullest glory. Her nipples were so big and swollen, so it was no wonder Jay immediately began to feast on them with a passionate hunger. The way her friend reacted told her how much nicer it must feel than Mike’s inexpert mouth on her own nipple.