Amanda answered the phone. It was Dylan. "Hi babe," he said. "Guess what?"
"I don't know," she answered. "Good news?"
"Yup, I'm off work early today. Be home in about two hours."
"Oh, wow!" she said. "That's a surprise."
"I had fun last night," he whispered into the phone.
"Me too," she giggled. "You fuck me sooo good!"
"I'm still horny," he whispered.
"Me too," she moaned. "Get home and fuck me! The girls are in school 'till three."
"Put on that black dress that I like," he said. "No panties or braw either!"
"Is that right?" she quipped. "Aren't we being demanding!"
"I'll have a surprise for ya," he whispered.
"Mmmmm, I like surprises. Don't buy me any more toys though, save your money. That last one is the ultimate."
"No, I was thinking of something much better," Dylan laughed.
Amanda could hear other laughter in the background. "Who's there with you?" she asked.
"My buddy Chris," he answered. "Thought I'd introduce you guys."
"Is that right?!" she retorted. "And you want me all horny and dressed slutty when he meets me for the first time?"
"Here, say hi to Chris," said Dylan as he passed the phone."
"Hi Amanda, how are ya?" Chris asked.
"Hi, ummm...I'm good, how are you?"
"Not bad, I don't know what Dylan is up to, he likes to tease."
"Yeah, you boys get together, the testosterone starts overflowing!"
"Ask her if she's horny," laughed Dylan.
"I'm not asking her that!" belts Chris.
"Ask me what? said Amanda.
"He wants me to ask you if you're horny," Chris whispered, somewhat seductively.
"I should ask you the same thing!" she replied. "But I already know the answer to that! A couple of dirty dogs!" she said.
"Ha ha," Chris laughed. "You have a nice voice on the phone," he flirted.
"Is that right! You're a smooth one!" she replied.
"So, are ya? he asked. "Horny?"
Amanda paused... her breath caught in her throat... "Yeah... I am," she began to play along. Another long pause....
"Does me asking you, make you even more horny?"
"Actually... yeah," she answered"
"I can't wait to meet you!" he said. "Dylan's told me so much about you!"
"I'll bet!" she replied.
"So, what's for lunch?" Chris asked.
"What do you want?" she asked, knowing very well it was a loaded question.
"I'm thinking.... you," he whispered into the phone.
"Is that right!" she mussed. He and Dylan chuckled, having fun tormenting her over the phone.
"Well, here's Dylan," he said, handing the phone back.
"Hi baby," Dylan whispered.
"You guys are bad!" she said.
"So, ya wanna be bad?" he asked.
"I'll play along," she replied.
"Black dress?" he asked.
"Maybe... I don't know if I should take you guys seriously," she exclaimed.
"Well, if you wear it, we can't back down."
"I would hope not, after getting a girl all hyped up!" she retorted.
"Ok, don't start without us," Dylan chuckled.
"Mmmmm...maybe I will," she teased.
Amanda hung up the phone, fluffing back her hair, thinking she'd better take a shower. She hurried around, doing a quick tidy job, throwing last night's dishes in the sink to soak.
She got in the shower and thought about that phone call as the hot water rained down over her back. Lathering her hair with shampoo, Amanda wondered what Chris would look like. Dylan had described him as bald and good looking.
She imagined her hands on his bald head as he went down on her, Dylan watching from somewhere else in the room. She rinsed her hair, the suds pouring down over her naked breasts.
Amanda's eyes were closed as she began touching herself. The thought of this Chris guy, she hadn't even met yet, maybe fucking her in front of Dylan, turned her on. Her pussy started getting slippery wet as she played with herself in the hot shower.
Amanda grabbed a shampoo bottle, inserting the end into her aching cunt. She placed one foot up on the inside edge of the tub as she worked the bottle in and out of her wanton pussy. "Oh yeah, fuck me!" she said aloud, as if talking to Chris, wishing he were there right now.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, as she worked her other fingers against her twat. She thought about his cock, filling her pussy, as she feverishly worked the bottle in and out. "Ohhhh...f...f...fuck!" she blurted as she came all over the shampoo bottle.
Her legs trembled as she finished her shower in a somewhat horny frenzie. She dried off, scurried to the bedroom and sat naked on the bed, drying her long dark hair with the hair dryer. Amanda took the time to straighten it with the flat iron, thinking it would add a sexy touch to the black dress.
She put the dress on, low cut in the front, and just short enough to show some thigh. She then dabbled some perfume on her neck, between her breasts and inside her thighs.
Finally, she pulled a black thong on, "Can't make it too easy for them!" she said to herself.
She made the bed, fluffing up the pillows. Amanda just loved their new four poster bed, they got when they bought their new house. She pulled down the sheer opaque canopy from the top, adding a touch of sultry romance to the room.
She lit an incense candle adding an exotic scent to the room and pulled down the blind. The room was dark and very sexy.
Amanda went into the kitchen and proceeded to do the dishes as she enthusiastically waited for the guys to arrive. Her pussy ached as she wondered how this would all go down. She was somewhat nervous, but excited at the same time.
Her and Dylan had done something similar at a party once before and it had been a lot of fun. Dylan seemed to thrive on the thrill of seeing her fucking someone else. It had only happened the once, but he had talked about it many times since.
She became aware that she had been rubbing her twat up against the door handle of the cupboard beneath the sink as she washed dishes and fantasized about the hours to come. She started to sweat, doing dishes on such a very hot day.
Just then, the door opened and in they came. Amanda's breath caught in her throat as she heard them coming up the stairs behind her. She focused on the dishes, almost afraid to turn around.
Dylan came up behind her, putting his arms around her and kissing her neck. "Hi gorgeous," he whispered.
"Hi yourself," she whispered back.
"Wow, you smell good," his hands were on her breasts, caressing them as he spoke. "This is my buddy Chris."
Amanda turned, drying her hands with a towel and saying, "Hi Chris."
"Hi Amanda, pleased to meet you," he answered, looking her up and down as he blatantly checked her out.
"Want a beer?" Dylan asked him.
"Sure," Chris answered as he continued to stare at Amanda. She returned to finish the dishes, aware that Chris's staring eyes were upon her. Chris leaned up against the counter as Dylan opened the beers.
They slugged back on their drinks and Dylan was behind her again, kissing her neck. Amanda paused, tilting her head to the side. "Mmmmm.... she moaned. His hands were on her breasts again, caressing them.
Amanda glanced at Chris who leaned back against the counter, watching them intently. He was, as Dylan said, good looking. Young, about 28 and in good shape. He licked his lips and swallowed hard as he stared at her.
"You're hot," Dylan said.
"It's a hot day," she whispered.
Dylan ran the cold water, filling his cupped hands and placed them on her breasts again. "Aaahhh!" she gasped. He squeezed them gently, her nipples getting hard under the cool wet material. "Mmmmm..." she moaned again as he strummed her nipples with his thumbs. "You're bad," she whispered, as Dylan turned her around, kissing her between her breasts.
"What do you think?" Dylan whispered in her ear.
"About what?" she asked. "You like him?" Dylan asked.
"He's cute," she whispered.
Dylan took her hand and with a gentle spin, twirled her backward, into Chris's arms. Chris hugged her from behind, gently squeezing her wet breast.
Amanda grabbed his beer and took a swig, freeing his other hand to do the same. She set his beer on the counter and placed her hands over Chris's as he fondled her.
She could hardly breathe as he caressed her tits. Amanda stared back at Dylan as she grinded her hips up against Chris.
"I don't know if I can do this in front of ya man," said Chris.