Can't Use Blue
Mike and Suzy Sullivan are expecting their first child and she has gone to the OB/GYN with her mom to find out the gender of the baby. Mike has his best friend, Bobby, over to help him paint the nursery in their condo.
Mike looked at Bobby with a paint roller in his hand. "Thanks again for coming over. I been meaning to paint the nursery, but I've been so busy lately."
Bobby was flipping through his playlist on his phone finding some music. "It's no problem man, after all what are friends for." The two were best buds, all the way from first grade through senior year in college. When one got a tattoo, the other got one. When one went to Spring Break the other went too. When one got married, the other stood up for him, but Bobby hasn't "found" the right one yet.
They had finished three of the walls and were about to start on the fourth when Mike saw Cindy, the next door neighbor walking towards their door. "I'm going to the bathroom. Do you want me to grab you another beer?"
"That would be great man."
"Oh, and could you get the door?"
"Huh? I didn't hear a..." just then the doorbell rang. "How did he know that?" Bobby went to the front door and opened it to see Cindy bent over facing away from him. Her apple of an ass was ripe for the picking and he was about to do that when she stood up and turned around.
"Oh! Hi Mike. Wait. You're not Mike.
"No, I'm Bobby, Mike's best friend.
Cindy extended her hand. "And I'm Cindy, Suzy's best friend." She looked Bobby up and down, "You know, you could pass for Mike. Same hair color, same scruffy beard," Cindy moved in close to him and ran a finger down his chest, "same... body type. Enough to turn a woman on." Cindy started to fan herself. "Do you mind if a girl comes inside to get out of this heat?"
"Sure, come on in." Bobby stepped aside and she walked into the foyer and he closed the door. "We're painting the baby's room. Wanna come see?" Bobby led her down to the nursery.
"Really? What color did they decide on? Blue or pink?" Cindy watched Bobby's ass in his tight jeans, she just wanted to bite it.
"Mike and Suzy don't know the gender yet, that's where Suzy and her mom have run off too." They walked into the nursery and the bare walls stared back at her. "A little bland, but a bright color will pull it all together." Mr. Brownstone came on Bobby's playlist and Cindy started jumping up and down, shaking her boobs under her top and she got his full attention by grabbing his hands. "I once sucked off the lead guitarist before the end of this song."
"What? You sucked off Slash?"
"Well not really him. A cover band, I saw a cover band and the lead guitarist was really hot and I just had to taste him." Moving in close again, running her hands all over his chest and down to his shorts outlining his growing member, "And I'd like to taste you too."
Bobby couldn't believe what he was hearing, this crazy chick next door wanted to suck his cock, did she want to swallow his load too. "By taste, you mean?"
"Oh, I mean your hot load. To feel it land on my tongue, then let it slide down my throat and into my belly. The perfect midmorning snack. I'll make a bet with you. If I finish you off before the song ends, you owe me a date at Maurice's Bistro, and if I don't, then you get to fuck me."
"Deal!" Bobby wasn't going to pass up this chance. Either way he was going to get the better end of the bet. They shook on it and she dropped to her knees.