While working at a start up Dot.Com Company in the late 90âs I was part of a service support team that was made up of many people from all over the country. After the usual conversations and get-to-know-you type of stuff a few of us started becoming chummier than the rest.
Three of us in particular, one female another male and myself, hung out more than the rest and became very good friends. The type of friends you build when you are under lots of stress and in a fast paced work environment. We always joked around, flirted and talked about things that you shouldnât talk about in todayâs Politically Correct World.
One day our female buddy, Tracy, was very upset. I was in her cubicle giving her the usual shoulder rub when I talked to her (this way I could rub up close to her which she liked and I could get a peek down her low cut blouse.). She was pouting about something but still reluctant to tell me what. So, Jared (the third part of our group) helped me pressure Tracy into telling us what the problem was. She always told us everything, mostly about how her current boyfriend was an ass and selfish. We in turn would tell her to dump him, as most guys would say in hopes that she would hook up with us. I know, men are pigs.
Tracy finally told us about her Goose. It wasnât what your thinking, but close. She always had this stuffed goose sitting on her monitor. We never asked the significance of it nor did she tell. Well today she did.
The Goose was sort of a trophy that her and her old college roommate passed back and forth when one or the other âwonâ it. We asked how she would win âitâ. Tracy told us that the roommate who had the wildest or strangest or most daring sexual experience won the Goose for the period of time until the other won it back.
We were astonished; we had thought only guys would be so trophy oriented. I had heard of men collecting points for scoring with certain girls but never had I heard of females awarding each other trophies for acts of sex. We sat stunned until Tracy asked us if we were going to ask her how she had won it originally. "
Hell yes!" We both said wanting to know the details.
So, Tracy told us how she had given her boyfriend a blowjob during dinner at a popular restaurant. WE couldnât believe it. She laughed and said that she had one too many margaritas and got really horny, her boyfriend was being uptight as usual so she decided to relax him a bit. They got caught and thrown out of the place but she had won back the goose.
Immediately we asked what her friend had done to win the Goose back. Tracy was hesitant but told us after much prodding. She said her friend was at a popular nightclub in the city she lived in with some female friends. They all got drunk and started dancing. One thing led to another and her friend ended up going home with one of the other woman, had her first female on female experience thus winning the trophy Goose back.
"Damn", I said thinking that would be hard to beat. Jared immediately spoke up as I was thinking about two girls going at it, he said to Tracy
"we could help you win back the Goose."
I stopped daydreaming and stared at him not believing what he was saying. Tracy laughed and asked him how that was possible; her friendâs last sex-capade would be hard to beat. So Jared asked if her friend had ever taken on two guys. She paused, thought a moment and then said no she hadnât. He then asked Tracy if she had. She stared at him long and hard. This was something that she had joked to us about a lot. You know, the flirtatious comments about how she could tame any guy and we were no different than the guys she had before. We always commented that we could rock her world but she only laughed and said she had more than she needed at home.
We knew this to be false because her current boyfriend was a jerk who went out on her all the time.
Tracy finally answered no, she hadnât done that before and then it hit her. She started smiling, looked at both of us and smiled even bigger. I couldnât believe that she was thinking what Jared and I were thinking. This wasnât possible, I was going to finally have a threesome, not the kind I though about (two girls and me) but this one was just as good â one girl horny enough to take on two guys. Jared prodded her,
âWell?, how about it?â
âSure.â She said without a second thought. âI donât want to give up this Goose and I couldnât think of two better guys to have fun with than you two.â She reached out and squeezed our knees. My dick started to get hard.
âJust a few ground rules first. I donât want anyone else to know." She said. "You canât be telling everyone and No photos, video or anything like that. I donât want to be treated like some porno slut AND we do this at my pace not yours.â She looked at us long and hard to see if we understood. We did and agreed.
The next week we made arrangements to meet at a local hotel after work. Jared and I made our own preparations for Tracy. We agreed to make this her night and her show so we tried our best to do so. Once at the room and after we got beyond the nervous giggles we opened a few beers. I asked Tracy to go into the bathroom while Jared and I prepared the room. She warned us that she didnât want any cameras or kinky shit. We said okay and pushed her into the other room.
While she was hidden away we spread out white sheets over the old hotel bedspread. We shut the lights off and lit up thirty or more candles all over the room. I took out a bag of rose pedals and spread them all over the bed and floor. We turned on some Dave Mathews Band music (not the most romantic but we all liked it). Then we asked Tracy to come out.
When she opened the door and saw the romantic setting she started to cry. Being typical males we thought we had done something wrong, but she said ânoâ everything was perfect. Her biggest fear was feeling like a slut doing this but now she felt special, catered to even. Thatâs when we told her she was in control; we were going to do whatever she wanted.
An hour later and after two six packs we were all on the bed in our underwear. We had played a few rounds of strip poker. Tracy grabbed the bag we had on the floor beside the bed and asked.