Jacqueline's jaw dropped as she saw her best friend's new boyfriend walk up the steps. He was tall about 6' 3, wavy brown hair, and stunningly handsome. How had Shannon gotten such a sexy man wrapped around her finger? She was a control freak, and frankly a bitch to her boyfriends. Damn, she wanted to fuck her best friend's boyfriend and she hadn't even met the guy. This was going to be hard.
"I hate not getting what I want", thought Jacqueline and dammit she wanted this sexy stranger very badly.
"So you must be Brad, I have heard a lot about you."
"Yea, and you're Jacqueline, it's nice to finally meet you."
"Oh the pleasure is all mine." Come inside. Shannon won't be here for another thirty minutes."
"Alright."
Wow, thought Brad, Shannon didn't tell me her best friend was hot. She must be a model. Everything about her was flawless. Perfect face, a beautiful smile, and a body that screams "I'm a good fuck." Her body seemed to tease him as she walked inside her house. He wondered what she looked like naked, better yet how she would moan as he entered her. The temptation to kiss her was overwhelming and he had never wanted someone this bad. Just as she turned around he was caught staring at her butt. She only smiled.
"I'll be right back. I need to change."
Her bedroom was connected to the living room, so she left the door open leaving Brad a perfect view of her. This is going to be fun she thought. She sat down on the bed, opening her legs. She slowly peeled off her shirt. Her skirt soon followed, leaving only her bra, stockings, and high heels on. With one leg on the bed she leaned over seductively pulling off her stockings, all the while with Brad's eyes fixated on her as if he was in a trance. Jacqueline lay on the bed, horny as fuck, staring at her fantasy man.
"I think I'll give him a show."