When my best friend and I were back in college we used to try what we thought were the best as well as the craziest ideas we could come up with. We tried everything from base-jumping off old, abandoned buildings, to outrunning a bear we ran into on one of our hunting trips. Now admittedly they weren't always the safest craziest ideas out there, but I do remember one idea we went farther with than either of us expected to. This idea was a "business" venture that we both came up with after telling each other about past experiences with our exes. So here it is, to the best of my recollection.
My name is James, and my best friend is Matt, we're sitting in our normal 3pm college class lecture on a Friday afternoon. Now we are sitting in the far back row of the lecture hall due to being slightly late to class that day, what can we say it was a long night with our friends. Now being in the back row gave us a few freedoms that we didn't normally get when sitting in the front half of the room. Freedoms such as low volume chit chat and some light goofing off. This day however, we were telling each other stories about us and our exes. Stories along the lines of how far we got on the first dates and what kinds of things did we do with them in the realm of sexual escapades. One random thing that I brought up was how my exe kept talking with her girlfriends about how good I was at fingerfucking her at times when we couldn't exactly get away with straight up fucking. She even told me that there were some friends of hers that said they would have gone with me just to see if I was as good as she claimed.
Now Matt is someone who looks for ways to capitalize on anything and everything. This time was no different. As soon as I finished telling him about my exe and what her friends told her they would do had they gotten the chance. He turned his head to look me dead in the face and said, "bro, I have the best idea ever." The moment he said it, it felt like my heart skipped a beat.
Later that day Matt and I were driving downtown to one of the local bars, but we weren't going alone, nope we had two of the women from our college with us. A brunette named Sarah, and a red head named Brandy, both about the same age as us, 27 and 28. Well not too long after the four of us sat down at the bar, Matt looks at Brandy and Sarah and point blank asks them. "Brandy, Sarah, would either of you pay a good-looking guy to fingerfuck you at any time during the day?" At first they both looked at Matt like he had gone crazy, but a second later you could tell that they had started to reconsider his "off the wall" question. Brandy looked at her friend Sarah for a minute while they discussed and quickly, they both turned back to us from across the booth and confidently replied "Yes", but only if we were single and didn't have any other options at the time." Matt then looked at me and asked me if I would fingerfuck a woman if they would pay me? I told him a flat out "yes".
After dinner we were all back in the car heading towards a college party that the ladies knew about. It was about an hour's drive from the bar and about twenty minutes into the drive I felt a small kick behind my seat. I looked at the rear-view mirror and saw an expression on Brandy's face. One that I knew could only be one caused by pleasure. I knew then that Matt was in the middle of getting Brandy worked up in the back seat. By this time Sarah had taken notice of what was going on as well and she convinced me to pull off the road that took us to a small clearing just off the main road. Once we were parked Sarah and I decided to walk further out into the clearing while Matt and Brandy continued their fun in the car.
