I think so many couples have had this conversation: Which one of my friends do you find the most attractive? We'll my wife and I had that discussion some years ago, however; I asked her back which one of your female friends do you find to be the most attractive.
Back then when we had this discussion my wife (then girlfriend) would never have considered much of anything with a girl, although she had kissed a girl in college is a close friend to this day! To this day, I believe she not so much interested in other girls, but the pleasure (both giving and receiving) she can get from them. Rarely when we are out does she mention how beautiful a woman is unless I provoke, she is intoxicated, or both! I digress... I thought this one out and did not respond quickly. We kinda' talked it out, "What about this one or her?"
I was actually worried about my answer! Would who I said offend her? Would she distance herself from that friend? Would things become "weird" around them? Should I be honest or just pick someone? I had already opted for, "I don't think there is one" and had my 'safe' response shot down before the air-raid sirens could come on to warn me. The different ideas and responses circled, but being honest was key so I said the name of who I thought was best of her friends:
"Rachel!"
When I said it there was a bit of a pause and I know my wife's eyes rolled up looking skyward as she thought. She thought for a few seconds and then responded. Never did I suspect my answer to have the effect that it did.
"Yeah... ya' know... yeah!" She said with a smile, "I see that and thinking about it now, she'd be my pick too." It was a silly game and one of which I would forget about, but my wife would not.
Rachel lived in the Midwest and was part of a foursome of girls who including my wife got together every year at least twice. Plans were made to meet, travel to someone's house/apartment and a weekend of hanging out was had. Through the years I would see Rachel, Ellen, and Anne one if not twice a year depending on when they decided to all meet. I thought of all of them as super attractive and doable, but Rachel was the one I thought was the hottest...next to my wife (of course!
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Rachel stands 5'08" with dark brown straight hair, dark brown eyes, 36C cup boobs, cute ass, and long legs. She is comparable to my wife in body type, but in mind she was something completely different.
Part of what attracted me to my wife was the fact that she GOT Star Wars, she LIKED sports, she WANTED to see super hero movies, and that she LIKED who I was. Rachel didn't like Star Wars, liked only baseball, thought professor Charles Xavier was a scientist out there curing cancer, and just didn't share my interests (which is okay). Despite this void of shared interests, when she was around, we got along just fine. She calls me a 'loveable sporty dork' which I initially resented, but have come to be 'okay' with.
Recently, while laying in bed with the lights off my wife and I got to talking about future weekends and days off. The subject of the girl's get together was brought up and how Rachel would be coming in the weekend before and they would all meet up on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday to have their girl time. This year was the year that they were all coming to our neck of the woods.
Our conversation turned to her and Cate asked me why do I think Rachel was still single. Of the other girls, only Rachel is still is single and at 35 dated a lot still, but no serious boyfriend currently. I let it slip that I thought she didn't like guy things, but she was pretty smoking hot! Immediately I tried to recoil, but I failed to save my foot from going right into my mouth.
My wife smiled, grinned, and laughed and provoked it further. She was offended and thought it healthy to look even on her good friend. So Cate pushed and pushed and I finally let out another stupid comment: "Boy, I'd love to see her boobs!"
If that was stupid, I should be more stupid next time for my wife said, "Oh, I'm sure I can help make that happen." Instant turn on! We probably talked for another 10 minutes and then just drifted to sleep ready for another lousy day of work. UGH!!!!!!
Rachel arrived this past Friday the 13th and Cate picked her up at the airport and spent their time doing good knows what besides talking. I arrived home at around 4PM to see them both indulging in wine. Judging by the empty bottle they had just had a glass or two each.
I started to make dinner as they continued to talk, but not before Rachel gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. I know it is friendly, but as a guy, I can't help think dirty. She pulled back and said told me that my hug sucked and she wanted a redo. So I played along walked back outside and came back in. She came down just the same as before and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek. I don't think she was ready for me to pick her up and she started to laugh as I lifted her feet off the ground. I teased and said, "Watch this!" Then I proceeded to lift one leg and stand with just one leg and go on my tippy toes. Then I was the one not ready for her to put her legs around me and start to giggle.
My wife laughed too, but did say, "Let's take it down a notch while the girlfriend and wife are in the room." I know at that point I planted her feet back down on the ground and we both looked like scolded kids who had done bad in front of the principal! Still we all giggled.
Rachel looked good if not great. In my neck of the woods it is damn cold hovering around zero degrees with snow on the ground so it is tough to look sexy. Rachel had on a great tight fitting top with her girls on display and had a scarf around her neck in that new fangled way of wearing a scarf you see women do. She had on riding boots and jeans and her long hair was up.
The rest of the evening we chatted and joked, watched some TV and otherwise just had fun. No stress and very relaxing. Once in bed with my wife she leaned over and said, "I was turned on watching her put her legs around you. I don't know why but I was." We lay there talking and then as usual drifted off into dreamland.
Saturday morning I made homemade French Toast and bacon. It went over very well with the ladies and then we went shopping. I should explain shopping with me included was not really shopping. I was the driver and bag holder while these two traveled to stores and such. After four hours of that shit I was done despite a swimsuit show by each. We went back to house where I in a last minute idea, swung into the wine store and picked up three bottles of wine. This idea was good, but not great. I perhaps should've grabbed four bottles, but I will never know.
Once back at the house, Rachel and Cate did a wardrobe change and both came back in bathrobes and pajamas for another relaxing night in. I opened the wine bottle and poured them each a hefty six or eight ounce glass of red wine and myself a conservative four if that. I would switch to beer after this glass, but maybe I should've had beer all along. Oh well, you'll understand soon enough.
I prepared smore's for them as well and made some chocolate covered strawberries which they downed in no time flat. We joked, laughed, and drank until I noticed the first wine bottle was empty and then the second. My back was a bit sore so I thought I'd go use the hot tub out back to relax in. I excused myself and headed down the hallway towards the back door and thinking I'd be alone, undressed by the back door and put my clothes near the bathroom door right by the door that was outside. Then I turned on the lights to the back and grabbed a towel. I had three beers with me and then opened the door to walk the 15 feet to the hot tub.
When I opened that door... Jesus Christ!!! It was cold, my penis retreated inside me like a turtle's head going in his shell and I could feel the goosebumps and my nipples getting hard. I started with a walk and then a trot to that hot tub and let me tell you, it was fucking cold. Opening that lid and sliding it off, I hopped in and right away felt the warmth returning to my body.
As I started to sit down I heard tapping from a window on our house and turned to look over my shoulder. There were Cate and Rachel looking at the window with big smiles, waving, and Rachel giving me the thumbs up sign. Fuck, she saw me, I thought.
I opened a beer and drank a tall gulp and then just relaxed as the jets, bubbles and heat did their work. Some people have hot tubs and don't use them, but I use mine quite regularly even in the summer. Our hot tub seats eight, but I've had 12 in it (not advised), but has plush pillows to rest your head on. I leaned my back and closed my eyes for a few to relax.
Either I fell asleep (NOT GOOD), lost track of time, or day dreamed, but then I heard the backdoor open, sat up, and opened my eye. Both Cate and Rachel were walking towards the hot tub. Cate was in the lead and her big C/D cup boobs bounced as she walked naked to the hot tub. I was turned on and getting erect seeing that and yet I tried to see behind her, but couldn't until she got closer.
Behind Cate was a naked Rachel who unfortunately was covered by a towel. SHIT! Cate got in and Rachel used her own hand to cover my eyes and get in so any glimpse of her naked was not happening. I protested saying, "what gives, you saw me naked?"
"Relax pal, we only saw your cute ass." replied Rachel who immediately looked to Cate who only agreed with it's cuteness. Damn. I must have missed the bottle of wine, glasses, and additional beer for me. "We thought we'd join you and relax too", Rachel said. We talked of how warm and relaxing it was for five minutes and then the conversation just turned a corner and took off.
I'm not sure what happened inside, how fast they drank that second bottle, or if something else was said, but in five minutes time they both suddenly became horny wh*r*s!
Something was said about blowjobs and Rachel said something about how easy she could take a beer bottle down to the where it started to get wide at the neck. Rachel talked a big game and then my wife took it up a notch.
"Prove it!", Cate said and a little back and forth between the two ensued. Finally, Rachel just grabbed and empty bottle of mine and went down on it four inches give or take. I was neither unimpressed or impressed, but I was tugging on my cock at the sight of her doing it.
She pulled it out and said, "SEE." With my other hand I quickly filled her wine glass with the last of wine we had and she proceeded to drink a big gulp of it.
Cate continued to provoke her in a friendly way both from being competitive and hoping to get me involved! So Cate says, a bottle is one thing, but what about the real thing? Rachel chugs a big gulp of wine in her cup and says, "I have skills in the oral department and have never had a complaint." Cate continues to provoke her saying she isn't "SURE" about these skills. Another four to eight minutes pass and Cate carefully gives her the Triple dog dare!
"If Matt pulled his penis out of the water, I don't think you could take it or handle it Rachel... I'm just saying and there is nothing wrong with admitting you can't." Good lord, if I had beer in my mouth, I would've choked. That expertly crafted phrase was perfect because...
"Oh, I could handle Matt here." She turns to look at me just nods and then returns to Cate, "If he brought it out, I could handle whatever he gave me."
Underwater I'm stroking away as best as I can without trying to make it look obvious. This is so turning me off even if it is all talk.
"Matt." Cate said as Rachel looks at me too. "Stand up and bring it over to her." There is an awkward pause and Rachel doesn't seem to know what to say or do. I put my hands on the edge of the hot tub like I'm gonna' push myself up to stand up. I start to edge forward, but am really not going to stand up.
I hear a quiet "oh..." from Rachel and sit back down.
Cate let's loose with a shitty grin and says, "All talk..." and that pushes Rachel over the edge.
"Ya' know what, Matt bring it here!!!" Rachel has a pretty serious look on her face as she looks at me and then Cate.
My wife looks at me with a serious face back and says, "If she wants it, give her what she wants." I'm confused and not sure what to think and then Cate makes it crystal clear for me. "NOW!"
I sit up and edge myself over to Rachel who again looks uncertain and opts to slam down the rest of her wine either hoping this will go away or getting the courage needed. My cock and waist haven't yet broken the plain of the water as I slowly ease forward towards her and come to put one knee on the seat beside Rachel and one in the center hole where your feet go. Then I just do it. I stand up in the Captain Morgan pose as water drops off my body and cock that is about a foot away from Rachel's face.
Rachel just looks at it as the water pours off then slowly drips off it. Then she looks back at Cate and then back at my penis. She reaches out of the water with her hand and puts it on my hip and then slides forward and devours my entire cock into her mouth. The warmth of her mouth around my cock, the anticipated excitement, and the dirty thoughts I've had just make me close my eyes as she sucks back and forth slowly with no hands.
I open my eyes and look down in disbelief and just enjoy this! Her skills are great and may surpass my wife's. I can't tell and may need to experience more to fully judge who is better...
Cate watches for a little as Rachel just glides up and back and then Cate comes over and starts to kiss my hip and thigh looking up at me.
This goes on for a few minutes and then I let my hands touch both girl's shoulders as I start to message their necks. I do eventually let my hand drop down and grab a tender cupful of Rachel's boob. Just amazing. Rachel brings her hand on my hip to my cock's base and tenderly tugs as she slurps down on me, but her hair gets in the way and Cate moves it gently as Rachel let's my dick pop out of her mouth and tugs gently on me as she glances up into my eyes and then back at Cate.
"Okay, if this going to happen... I need more wine." FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There is no more, but I mention we have beer and hard liquor and she says, "Sure! Let's go in and get it."
I let both girls get out of the hot tub first as I think this we are continuing this inside. Cate get's out first, grabs her towel and starts to walk to the door and the Rachel follows. I stare at that ass of Rachel's and give it a gentle smack as she steps on the seat to get out. She turns and gives me a playful "hey!" I look at her and then at her pussy as she steps out of the hot tub and grabs a towel. I'm next as I get out go to grab the cover I hear a sound that I can't place, but I've heard before. It isn't until I hear the next sound a dull thud that I know it was a slip and fall. I turn to see Rachel face down on the deck having slipped and fell.
Honestly, I never thought about anything other than if she was alright and we ended up helping her inside and into bed. Nothing hurt or bruised, just a sore knee and a missed opportunity. Today both girls met up with the other two and are out having fun. Nothing has been said about the other night and Rachel is either treating it like it didn't happen or maybe doesn't remember it entirely. I tend to think she more the latter than the former, but I'm not her. Oh how I wanted that to continue, but I'm just glad she is okay and didn't hurt herself.
That night upstairs in the bedroom, Cate finished what Rachel started and I ended up covering her in cum as she sucked and tugged on me until I sprayed her. I loved it, but... Well you know. If only had another bottle of wine and had hopped out to get it and brought it over. Who knows what could've happened. To quote Homer Simpson, "DOH!!!!!!!!!"
