I hated being third wheel but that's exactly where I was at. I sat in the truck with my friend and his girlfriend she sat in the middle between us as we attempted to make conversation on our haunted house hunt. It was a boring night and his girlfriend had come up with the idea after watching to much sci-fi channel. So we had loaded up in his truck and were headed to an old abandoned house I had seen on a back road one day. Finding the house was pretty easy getting back to it was a little harder none of us were really dressed for fighting the brush and crawling through the wire fence that guarded the house. I ripped the sleeve on my new t shirt crawling through the fence and my buddy covered his new shoes in mud when he took a wrong step into a puddle. His girlfriend got the worst of it when she tore the butt of her jeans on the fence and followed that by tearing a button off the top of her shirt on an unseen tree limb.
My eyes had never wondered on his woman but with a bright moon shining I couldn't help but gaze at her now as we stood on the porch. She had worn a tight pair of jeans and I could see she was either wearing a thong or no panties as I got a good look at one of her ass cheeks. She turned and ask, "are you sure no one lives here?" my eyes automatically went to her huge tits that were now easily visible due to the missing button at the top of the button up shirt. Noticing what appeared to be the edge of a tattoo on her left tit.
A little flustered I replied, "no one has lived here since my parents were kids." To prove my point I pushed the front door fully open revealing an empty living room with a partially caved in floor. We carefully entered I led the way followed closely by my buddy and then his girl. Looking around the best we could we go through the kitchen finding a few empty jars and an old fork. This was the worst idea ever I thought to myself as we walked to a door that seemed to have a light shining from under the door seal. Turning the knob I pushed the door open.
The room was amazing it was in perfect condition. It looked like something from an old 50s hotel. It was lit by several lamps with a large bed in the center of the room and a couple of chairs on each side of a small round table. I immediately wanted to leave but Jamie's girlfriend burst past us to investigate. We both yelled Danielle as we chased in behind her. As soon as I stepped in the room I suddenly felt more at ease about the strange room. I suggested we should leave but Danielle seemed to be having a good time looking through the room and Jaime took a seat in one of the chairs.
Jaime gave me a shrug and said," sit down man let her do her thing then we'll get out of here." for some reason I didn't argue and when and flopped down in the chair on the other side of the table. She seemed thrilled to find a dresser full of folded lingerie. She unfurled several pieces and laid them out on the bed.
Looking at us she smiled, "the style is old but they look and feel brand new. I'm going to try them on." once again Jaime just shrugged his shoulders. Stepping behind a changing shade we could see her toss the tops of her clothes over it as she switched into the lingerie.
I looked over at Jaime and said, "I better leave you two man so ya'll can do your thing."