"Can Ruth come round once we're finished at the pub?" Erica's text, while never an issue, was a slight surprise. She'd gone out tonight with a few old high school friends - there was no doubt she'd come home nicely tipsy and I knew I was on for some tipsy sex. She'd laughingly told me earlier that day to expect a blowjob when she got home. It was still fairly early in our relationship at this point - we'd only been seeing each other a few months - and while the sex was great, she didn't go down on me often, and usually only after a few drinks.
I certainly hadn't expected her to invite anyone round. As I say, not a problem, but I was looking forward to having my cock sucked! Erica had proven to give a very enjoyable blowjob, although she said she had less practice on men than on women... Erica had told me the first time she'd gone down on me that she much prefers pussy - also the first time she'd mentioned she was very much bisexual! Again, not a problem at all, but at this point (for those who have read my other stories), not something I had benefited from.
"Of course! It'll be nice to meet her," I responded. Ruth was a good friend from high school, apparently, and one she'd kept in touch with over the years, although she and Erica had gone to different colleges and universities. They had remained friends, with regular meet ups when they were both back home from uni and the occasional visit to each other's uni houses. I knew there were a few other of her high school and college friends meeting at the pub tonight, but Erica had been most excited to see Ruth, and it would be nice to meet one of her friends.
I'd been invited to the pub with them, but I'd had to work late due to a school disco, and as this was before we'd moved in together, by the time I'd finished at work, got home, got changed and then driven over to Erica's house to let myself in (I did have a key at this point), she'd suggested this morning that rather than rushing around to go to the pub, I just see her when she got back. I knew she had had a few drinks, as pictures of shots on her Instagram and an earlier message I'd received after telling her I was setting off - "Great, I'll be back probably around half 10/11, so make sure your tongue is warmed up for me because these shots are warming my throat up for you ;)" - told me that she was definitely a little tipsy and very much in the mood. I was already onto my second vodka and coke as it's always better if you're both a little tipsy, in my opinion, than if one has been drinking and the other is stone cold sober!
"We'll be home in half an hour or so - Ruth didn't want to wait any longer to meet you!"
Lovely - in fairness I was looking forward to meeting Ruth - she sounded like a good friend to Erica and a good laugh - Erica had told me they'd shared a snog in the past, although Ruth was straight.
I returned to my laptop - Football Manager and vodka would see me through the next half hour - and I had my tongue warm ups to do as well!
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The half hour came and went - I thought it might, to be honest - Erica often loses track of time when she's having fun, and in the end it was nearly an hour before I heard the key scrabbling in the lock. I smiled to myself - Erica was still getting used to me having a key and every time she would go for the lock, even knowing I was there. I went and sat on on the stairs facing the front door with a smile on my face - it was the fourth time I'd done this and Erica jumped every time so far, although this could be the most fun as she'd been sober the other times.
"Oh for fuck's sake what is wrong with the lock?" I heard Erica grumbling from the other side of the door.
"Didn't you say MysteryTe was here?" a cheery voice I didn't recognise responded as I heard Ruth for the first time.
A small pause was followed by giggling from both women and Erica's voice came again. "I swear to god if you're sat on those stairs laughing at me again there's no blowjob for you!"
The door opened and I grinned at my gorgeous girlfriend. I'd been blown away the night I first met her, her long ginger hair catching my eye even before her pretty face and slim, toned, very hot body. She was wearing a black, sequined top over her jeans and black ankle boots and looked as stunning as the day I met her.
"Dickhead," she laughed, smiling widely, as she placed her purse onto the table by the door. "Shouldn't have told you Ruth was coming - bet you'd have had no pants on again - that would have taught you!" I chuckled back - the last time I'd greeted her at home she'd messaged to say she was horny as she set off and I had indeed greeted her sat on the stairs with my cock out, and after the initial jump after messing unnecessarily with her keys, we'd fucked on the stairs.
"Erica told me about that - I'm a little disappointed!" All three of us laughed as I stood to welcome Ruth with a handshake, quickly brushed aside as she pulled me into a hug. Ruth was hot. Not actually my usual type, with a more gangly build than sporty like Erica, and quite thin arms and legs, but something about her was just... hot. She had a naturally pretty, though thin face - very little make up on, I thought - with a really genuinely gorgeous smile, and wore her dark brown hair pulled back in a pony tail. She had on a deep blue top with a see-through strip across the top of her chest and the shoulders. I thought her chest was probably a B Cup, like Erica - I can't help myself - sue me. She was also in jeans but had brown strappy sandals on. The description probably isn't making her sound all that hot... but as I say, there was just something hot about her, and her smile made any apprehension about meeting someone new melt away.
"Sorry to disappoint! I thought I'd better at least say hello before I take my pants off!" I joked, and the pair laughed again as Erica closed the door behind them and the pair removed their footwear. I knew Erica wouldn't mind the joke - she's very flirty and open about sex, which is one of the things I fell in love with about her - and she'd clearly already told Ruth about fucking me on the stairs last time. "Anybody want another drink?" I asked.
They both nodded and Erica told me to open the bottle of Rose wine in the fridge, which I duly poured for three as Ruth and Erica disappeared upstairs, presumably to the two toilets, as I heard the creaky floorboard in Erica's room as she visited the en-suite.
I moved into the living room, sat down and took a sip of the wine as I heard the floorboard creak again. A few minutes had passed and I wondered if Erica was getting changed into her comfy clothes - she often changed straight after getting in, but I did wonder why Ruth hadn't come back down yet, until I heard the two giggling at the top of the stairs - clearly they'd just continued their conversations from the pub.
I heard footsteps on the stairs and then, "Do we have drinks in there?" Erica asked from the kitchen.
I shouted to confirm they did, and the footsteps sounded again, bare feet crossing the wooden floor before the door to the living room opened and the pair strode in.
In lingerie.
Both of them.
