We have been friends since our college days. The six of us have spent countless hours together pursuing our dreams.
We had eventually paired off into couples and just last year Dana and Emily were married. I was Emily's maid-of-honor and my boyfriend Keith had been Dana's best man.
Dana had hit it big on the dot COM revolution and cleared a million dollars overnight. By the time he told Keith and Roger the opportunity had dried up.
I landed a pretty good position in an advertising agency and Keith is still looking for his career. He has dreams of being a writer but has been experiencing "writer's block" for over a year. I am bringing home enough to keep us comfortable in our east side apartment.
Sarah and Roger are also getting by. Roger's income as a car salesman is erratic and Sarah's paycheck covers their expenses most months. Sarah is waiting for the big moment when Roger asked the question while Keith and I are in no hurry to tie the knot.
"Do you really want to go tonight?" I asked Keith.
Dana and Emily had invited us to dinner. Dana fancied himself to be somewhat of a chef and liked to show off his culinary skills.
"Yea, its will be a laugh." Keith answered.
"They just want to show off everything they have." I complained.
"C'mon, you know we always have fun." Keith coaxed.
It was true that whenever we got together we ended up having a laugh.
"O.K. But I'm not dressing up." I gave in.
I tugged the tee shirt I was wearing off over my head and dropped my skirt to the floor. I was standing there wearing only a pair of flowered panties when Keith grabbed me and pulled me over to the bed.
"Keith, we don't have time!" I giggled.
Keith ignored my protest and pulled my panties off down my legs leaving me naked and receptive.
Keith mounted me and I melted, wrapping my legs around his hips pulling him into me.
We were like rabbits, fucking two or three times every day.
"You know you want to see Dana don't you?" Keith said as he drove his cock into my open pussy.
I just smiled knowing Keith's jealousy of our wealthy friend.
"You would like to fuck him again." Keith snarled as he drove me harder.
"You know he doesn't mean any thing to me!" I tried to dismiss the thought.
"Did he make you cum?" Keith persisted.
"You know I always cum."
Keith talked me into wearing a dress to dinner. With a pussy full of cum I slipped into a floor length bottle green satin gown I had recently bought for my cousin's wedding.
The dress was strapless showing the tops of my freckled boobs with a side split rising almost up to my thong. It had cost me almost three hundred bucks and none of the group had seen me wearing it.
Dana and Emily's house is one of those futuristic architect's dwellings. It is one rambling floor of chrome and glass, "open concept" with the living space divided only by transparent colored glass partitions. From any point in the house you can see what is happening in any of the rooms, including the bedrooms.
Dana greeted us at the door and showed us into the living room where Sarah and Roger were already enjoying drinks having arrived prior to us.
"You look lovely tonight Michelle." Dana remarked as he took out drink order.
Once he had delivered our cocktails Dana excused himself to return to the kitchen to assist Emily preparing dinner.