by Tina Long
Brenda was more than relieved to hear the door opening. Anything that would shut Sarah up was good enough for her. And just to make her night better it turned out that it was Fiona who was an hour late as she usually was. She was surprised. Had it really been an hour of just listening to the self-proclaimed Queen bee going on and on about her life?
"Fiona, I'm so happy you made it. With the way time was flying I wasn't sure you would be coming at all," Sarah said as she ushered her friend to the kitchen where Brenda was still sited. She was genuinely glad to see her.
"Of course I was going to come. I just had some problems with Michael and I ran late. I'm really sorry about that though," Fiona replied referring to her husband. She went over and kissed Fiona on the cheek and sat by her side.
"Don't you get tired of always arguing with Michael. You know if you tried to resolve your issues with him, things could work out really well for both of you. Like Denis and I," Sarah offered her advice.
Brenda almost laughed at the suggestion. She had been sleeping with Sarah's husband, Denis for three months now and according to him, their marriage was not as great as she thought. He'd been complaining nonstop about having to deal with Sarah and it was actually getting on Brenda's nerves. It wasn't like she was his marriage counselor or anything. She'd have to get rid of him soon.
Fiona, on the other hand, was offended by the comment. She knew her marriage was not perfect but she did not need anyone constantly pointing it out. That was exactly what Sarah had been doing since she'd genuinely decided to tell her about her troubles.
"I've had Michael get us a cassette player so we could watch the same exact cassette I have of Sound of Music like we used to back in college," Sarah said excitedly," This is going to be so much fun."
It was a whole hour filled with more inspirational quotes from Sarah's own life experiences before they were actually settled down to watch the movie. The movie itself seemed longer than Brenda and Fiona remembered. They had never really liked it and had only watched it because that was what Sarah wanted. They were pretty much accustomed to doing what Sarah wanted.
The night went on very quickly with them talking, watching more movies and eating popcorn. To Saar it was a magical night but to Fiona and Brenda the magic would only begin once Philip was back and their friend was sound asleep. That was how it had always been since they started having sleepovers and how they wished it would remain for a long time.
"So I thought you said Philip was coming over? I haven't seen him since I got here," Brenda asked casually in the middle of a conversation.
"He went out with his friends. He'll be back by two o'clock," Sarah said trying to suppress a yawn. She was getting really exhausted and her friends were far too keen to miss the signs.
"Honey, you look tired. How about we get you to bed?" Brenda asked jumping at the opportunity to get rid of Sarah.
"But it’s just eleven. We've been up longer than this before," Sarah complained.
"We're in our late thirties. Of course you can't expect us to stay up late like we used to in our twenties," Brenda pointed out, "let's just all get into bed and we could try this again some other time. It's not like we are going anywhere."
"You're right," Sarah said giving up, "let's just go to bed. Besides why did I think a bunch of old women like us could pull this off."
"We're not old honey. Just mature," Fiona said finally chipping into the conversation. She had always been the least talkative of the three. Brenda walked Sarah into her bedroom and later went to the guestroom where she found Fiona sitting on one of the twin beds.
"We finally got rid of that bitch," Brenda said to Fiona and threw herself on the next bed.
"But what if Philip never shows up?" Fiona said as the thought finally occurred to her, "Sarah says he'll be back at two."
"I got us covered there," Brenda answered slyly as she took out a mobile phone from her pocket. It was Sarah's.
"What did you do?" Fiona asked getting curious.
"Nothing too big. I just sent him a text saying that I urgently needed him and by me, I mean Sarah."
“Do you think it will work? What if he doesn't come?" Fiona was getting worried. She always did this. Thought too much about things till they seemed impossible to her.
"Of course he'll come. Why wouldn't he when his big sister needs him?" she answered getting rather tired of Fiona's questions, "you worry too much honey."
"That's why I'm glad I have you," Fiona said shyly. Brenda smiled at this comment. Ever since she could remember, she had always had Fiona's back. It wasn't that Fiona was weak. She was just too timid for her own good. That was why Brenda, being more reckless, had to act like her big sister or else nothing good would ever happen for her. The good thing was that they balanced each other out. Brenda could never do anything too reckless and Fiona could be a little bit braver.
They were about to go over their plan when the doorbell rang. Fiona rushed over to get it while Brenda went into the bathroom to slip into something more comfortable.
"Phil?" Brenda feigned surprise when she saw him," I didn't expect to see you here. What a pleasant surprise."
"Neither did I," Philip said genuinely, "is it me or are you getting hotter?"
"Oh, that's just you," Brenda said as she fluttered her eyelashes at the tall hunk standing in front of her, "How rude of me to bar you from your own sister's house. Come in"
"Speaking of my sister," Phil said stepping into the house as Brenda moved aside, "where is she?"
"Oh she's asleep. We were having a sleepover and she got herself drunk. You know how she can be a lightweight."
"Yeah I do. So the text she sent me must be because she was drunk."
"She sent you a text?" Brenda asked making use of her good acting skills. She hadn't been to all those acting classes for nothing.
"Yeah. Here it is," he said as he took his cell phone from his coat pocket. He showed her the text he had gotten from 'Sarah'.
"Sorry about that. If I knew she would do that I would have taken her phone away from her," Brenda said looking very apologetic, "you must have been worried and now you came all the wat here for nothing."
"I'm glad I came," he said seductively as he checked her out. He hadn't had the chance to look at her since he came. He had been too worried about Sarah. But he liked what he saw now. The woman hadn't changed much since college when they used to sneak around behind Sarah's back.
"Why don't we take a seat," Brenda said while motioning to the sofa. They were just getting comfortable when in walked Fiona in nothing but a red silk robe that was loosely tied. Just on time because Phil was just about to ask for her.
"Phil? What are you doing here?" Fiona asked sounding a bit too rehearsed and went over to give him a hug. Luckily for them, Phil was much too engrossed in the sight of her body to notice or even give a damn. She sat herself next to him and crossed her legs so a bit more of her skin was revealed. Phil's breathing was getting faster and more labored due to the closeness of their bodies to his. Being like this with them reminded him of how it had been years ago. He had often wondered how Sarah had managed to get friends as hot as this. Not that she wasn't attractive but she had just been too geeky and careful to have any daring friends.
"Something tells me that this was no coincidence," he said, "Sarah didn't send me that text, did she?"
"I don't know what you mean Phil. We had no idea you were in town," Brenda said as she ran her hands delicately down his leg. Phil sucked in a deep breath when her hand settled on his crotch. Fiona’s hands on the other hand ran up and down his chest in slow strokes.
"Since you are here anyway and Sarah's asleep, I could think of a lot of things we could do so this sleepover doesn't go to waste," Brenda said. Phil looked over at Fiona whose breasts were practically pouring out of her robe. She bit her lip shyly before moving over for a long passionate kiss. Brenda felt so turned on at seeing her friend's lips move over Phil's. It was very rare that she would make a brave move such as
that.
"I think we could make this work. Just for old time's sake," Phil replied as his breathing got even heavier. He moved over to Brenda before kissing her also. It was longer than the first he had shared with Fiona. Not wanting to be left out, the shy woman got on her knees on the sofa and ran tiny kisses down Phil's neck. Phil drew away from Brenda after a while and watched the two ladies for some time.
"Kiss her," he demanded of Fiona while pointing to Brenda. She had always liked it when he took charge. She moved over to Brenda and straddled her laps. She kissed Brenda's soft lips who moaned in response at the contact. Phil was liking the effect the two women had on him if his erection was anything to go by.
"Touch her," he demanded again. Things were getting more and more heated. Fiona opened Brenda's robe to reveal a revealing translucent nightdress. She moved her hands over Brenda's breasts and bit at her nipple over the nightdress causing Brenda to moan. She moved her hands to Brenda's thighs and slowly started to lift the dress. Her hands reached up to her pussy since the flimsy material was bunched at her waist. Brenda was dipping wet. Fiona's fingers worked their magic as they stroked her and pulled at her clit softly until she friend came. She withdrew her fingers and started to kiss Brenda's throat. Phil was getting tired of being out of the picture so he got up and went to stand behind Fiona. Fiona could feel his hot breath fanning her neck as he bent over her and started to kiss her.
Phil moved his hands across Fiona's chest took the robe off her body and threw it across the floor. Fiona arched her back as Phil's fingers found their way to her nipples and begun to tug at them. Brenda's hands were now all over her. She dipped two fingers into her pussy and begun to move them into her gently. Fiona was coming in a matter of seconds. She came over and over again till she felt like she had no more strength.
Just when she thought it would stop there, Phil grabbed her by the hair and lay her roughly on her back on the floor. He carried Brenda by the waist and placed her on her fours with her head just above Fiona's pussy.
"Taste her," he demanded and Brenda not being one to shy off buried her head between Fiona's legs. Phil watched for a while before taking off his pants and kneeling behind Brenda. He slammed it her so fast and without warning that Brenda had to stop pleasuring Fiona for a while before her head went back between her legs. He then started to slam into her repeatedly hard and fast making Brenda moan into Fiona's pussy. This only made Fiona come more and more each time. They were so loud that at one moment Fiona was worried that they might wake Sarah up. But that was just until she came again from the way Brenda's tongue sucked at her clit. Brenda had come four times before Phil also came inside her. He withdrew and put his pants back on as Fiona had her final orgasm. Brenda and Fiona lay spent on the floor as Phil sat watching them on the sofa as if nothing had happened at all. They had always wondered how he could have so much energy.
After a few more minutes, they gathered themselves up and put on their clothes hoping that Sarah would not come downstairs to find out that they had fucked her brother.
"We should get to bed," Brenda said to Phil after they were all fully dressed, "we wouldn't want Sarah to catch us here."
"So can I join you girls?" he asked knowing their answer before they could say anything.
"You know you can't. Sarah's room is too close to ours. She'll definitely hear us," Brenda said.
"It's a miracle she didn't hear you screaming five minutes ago," he said pointing to the two women, "That woman sleeps like a log."
Fiona blushed at the comment remembering just how loud she had been a while before. Phil noticed this and winked at her mischievously.
"How long will you be around? I'm sure we could work something out," Brenda asked.
"Long enough for you to have another sleepover next Saturday," he answered seductively his eyes set firmly on Fiona who looked like she was waiting for the floor to swallow her.
"Then we'll see you then," Brenda said. She would surely suggest another sleepover next week. She walked over to Phil before kissing him and walking to their room. He watched her leave appreciating the beautiful body of the cunning woman. Fiona was just about to walk past him when he grabbed her waist and kissed her. He had always had a soft spot for the shy one. She blushed again and walked after Brenda very fast fighting the temptation to look behind her. He watched her too as she practically ran off after her friend.
Phil on the other hand left the living room and went to his own room where he could only think of the two insane women who would do anything to have him fuck them. He surely couldn't wait for next Saturday. But this time he'd be more prepared. They wouldn't catch him off guard.
The End
Daddy’s Best Friend For Threesome
Jamie had been travelling for two hours by bus and was dead tired of being cramped together with all those sweaty people some of whom probably did not have an idea of what colon was. So when the bus actually got to his stop he was more than relieved to leave the terrible atmosphere he'd been in. The first person he saw when he got off his bus was his best friend Patrick who he hadn't seen since he went to Africa. He had known from the moment he stepped foot in his own country that he would want to see his friend and had taken a bus immediately since no plane had been available at the time. He had always been one to do things out of a whim.
"Hey Patrick," Jamie called out to his best friend who was still searching through the crowd for him. In his hand he held a cardboard that had Jamie's name written on it. The recognition when Patrick saw his best friend was instant and if he had been one to show his emotions he would have run to meet him and perhaps even shed a few tears. However, he just walked slowly towards Jamie portraying the calm demeanor he had come to be known for.
"Did you really think you won't recognize me when you saw me," Jamie asked jokingly while pointing at the piece of cardboard in his friend's hand.
"You never know what sixteen years can do to a man's memory. Just yesterday I saw Billy from high school and I didn't know who he was till he introduced himself," Patrick answered. They both laughed as they embraced each other warmly.
"You wouldn't recognize Billy if you saw him a day after prom," Jamie said in reference to Patrick's bad memory and they laughed harder.
After a few minutes where the two did nothing but just offer many heartfelt greetings and compliments to each other, they decided to walk to Patrick's car while chatting excitedly as if no time at all had passed between them.
"Emily will be so happy to see you," Patrick said to Jamie once they were in his car. Emily was Patrick's wife and had also been good friends with Jamie. They had in fact known each other before Jamie and Patrick met and it had been Jamie who had introduced the two.
"Oh I miss that woman. How has she been?" Jamie inquired.
"She's good. Bigger but still good all the same," Patrick replied at which they both started to laugh.
"We both saw that coming. Especially when she wouldn't stop eating chocolate a few months after your guys got hitched," Jamie said humorously and they both started to laugh again.
"What about Alicia. How is that little girl doing?"
"She's not so little anymore. She works at the police station now. She might just get a promotion soon."
"Like father, like daughter," Jamie said referring to Patrick's old job at the station. Patrick smiled at his friend's observation. He was proud of Alicia for following in his footsteps and also what she had grown up to be. A young beautiful successful woman. Though at times he was worried that she was too innocent for her own good. That was his fault. He had pampered her too much. Let her grow up i a bubble. That was why this job was good for her. It would open her eyes to life's realities.
"I am so proud of that kid," Patrick said
"It's just like I always say. Do it once and do it right," Jamie said referring to how Emily and Patrick had chosen to have one child whom they had raised perfectly. Jamie himself had never wanted to have children or his own family for that matter. He was cont
ent being by himself. In no time at all, Patrick and Jamie had reached Patrick's house and were met outside by Emily who had been waiting for them the whole time. She was really excited to see her old friend and unlike her husband, Patrick did not bother hiding it.
"Jamie, it's so good to see you. You look really good," she said giving him a hug.
"You don't look too bad yourself," replied Jamie while observing that Emily had indeed put on a lot of extra weight as Patrick had mentioned earlier.
"Come in you must be tired," Emily said as she reached for her friend's hand and led him to the door of their house, "Forgive me for the untidiness, I didn't know you were coming until yesterday night."
"It's alright. The house looks great. Besides you didn't have to prepare anything for me because I've known you for so long you are practically like my own family," Jamie answered knowing his friend was obsessing over nothing. The house was completely spotless save for the carpet he'd just stepped on with his mud covered boots.
"Sorry about the floor," Jamie said feeling guilty about the mess he was causing.
"Nonsense it's like you said before, you are our family. What is a little mud to our twenty year relationship?" Emily replied. Nevertheless, Jamie still took of his shoes and left them by the door so he wouldn't have to create a further mess. Being tired, Jamie walked up the stairs to the guest bedroom he'd been given and went to bed to get some rest. He decided that a shower was in order before he fell asleep. He had taken all of his clothes off when he heard someone singing in the shower. It was a woman he could tell by the voice and immediately took a towel out of his suitcase to cover himself when the water stopped running. The lady in the shower had just turned off the water. He was about to quickly get dressed when he heard people talking. There was not one but two people in the bathroom together and they were both female. He had no time to respond because just then the two women got out of the bathroom holding hands. They were as surprised to see them as they were him. There was a moment of awkward silence when Jamie did not know what to say to the women who stood before him in nothing but their extremely short towels which really left nothing to the imagination.