Joel came home from work, tired, grumpy & not really wanting to see anyone, at least until he had had a chance to relax. Just as he was sitting down with his remote & beer, the phone rang. He looked at the phone with mild irritation but answered it anyway. He closed his eyes & muttered a barely civil hello & heard his best friend, Andrea on the line. His irritation lifted slightly upon hearing her soothing voice. She always sounded like she was grinning, on the verge of laughing. She asked all the usual 'starting off a conversation' things like how was his day, how was the drive home etc... As they talked, his irritation slowly went away, being replaced by a relaxed feeling that only Andrea could make him feel.
Andrea suggested that they get together that night. At first, Joel didn't really want to. All he really wanted to do was stay home alone & watch TV & veg. They kept talking & finally, she convinced him to agree. She sounded like she had something up her sleeve & Joel was curious to see what she was up to. Joel agreed for her to come over in about an hour. After they had said good bye, he jumped in the shower & ate a little something to tide him over.
About an hour later, Andrea showed up, right on time. As usual, she had her huge bag with her that she seemed to carry everywhere. Her blonde hair was caught up in a tight bun & she was wearing her customary loose sweats & flannel over her shapely body. She grinned mischievously at Joel when he opened the door to let her in. They hugged & she set the bag down with a *thud* & dropped into the nearest chair, still grinning. Joel commented mildly that she looked like the cat that swallowed the canary. He offered her a beer & they sat for a while, drinking & talking. As the time passed, the subject got around to sex. Both of them a little more than slightly drunk, started touching & feeling each other.
It was obvious that Joel was quite excited, the bulge in his shorts growing as he groped Andrea's full breasts. Previous to this, they had always been the best of friends, even sleeping together a few times when they both were lonely & without partners. Andrea kissed him gently & whispered to him in the sweetest voice he had ever heard... do you trust me? He kissed her back just as gently & nodded. Pulling back from her, he asked her what she had in mind. Giving him a sly look & massaging the growing bulge in his pants, she asked him if he would let her tie him to the bed.
Joel's eyes grew wide & he paused in unbuttoning her flannel in the effort to get at her nipples. More than a little stunned, he asked her where she got an idea like that from. Smirking, she finished unbuttoning her shirt & pressed his hand to her breast & continued massaging his erection. In her smooth, soothing voice, she told him that she had chatted with a few people that were into that & made it sound really hot. She told Joel to imagine himself helpless to her, totally in her control. Stuttering a little, he asked her what she would do to him. Stroking his cheek, still massaging his dick through his shorts, she told him only what he would want her to do, nothing more, nothing less, that his desires would be the ultimate goal.
He thought about what she had said as he played with her nipple, stroking it to hardness. Andrea had a way of making him curious about things, making him want to do things that he didn't ordinarily do. While he was thinking & stroking her breast, she told him all the things that she would do to him, how she would touch him, how she would kiss him. The more she talked, the more intrigued he became. Again, she asked him if he trusted her. He considered what she had told him, still thoughtfully toying with her breast. She made it sound so damned hot & with her hand on his crotch, rubbing so deliciously, he was leaning more & more towards what she was suggesting. He did trust her with a great deal. Most of his beer buzz was gone now but it was replaced by a growing horniness & curiosity about being tied up.
She continued to tell him, to reassure him that everything would be done for him, to make him feel good. She opened her shirt more, exposing both breasts, bringing his other hand up to cup her free breast. Looking into his eyes, she told him that if, at any time he wanted her to stop that she would, in a heartbeat. His eyes came up to hers & he finally spoke. Stuttering, his voice a little thick, he admitted that he was turned on at the idea of being helpless to her & that he did trust her. Kissing her, he told her with ultimate seriousness that he trusted her. Andrea kissed him back & told him that he wouldn't regret it.
Taking his hand in hers, she grabbed up her bag & led him to his bedroom. Joel's expression was an odd mix of excitement, a touch of fear & a burning curiosity. Once there, Andrea turned to him, kissed him gently & tugged at his clothes, urging him to undress. Without making a sound, Joel undressed slowly, his mind working. Andrea helped him, gently lifting his shirt over his head & helping to pull his shorts down around his ankles. His briefs followed, freeing his rock hard dick from its cloth prison. Andrea knelt before him, bringing his dick to eye level. She kissed the head gently, cupping his balls as she did. Joel groaned as her warm lips caressed his most sensitive spot. Already, a perl of precum emerged from the tip of his cock & Andrea carefully licked it off.