Fantasies. We all have them one time or another. I know I did. But I learned sometimes it's best to keep fantasies in your imagination rather than actually making them come true. After you read this, you'll understand why.
My name is Eva, and I'm 26 years old. My story goes back to last year. I was living with Chris, my long time boyfriend of three years. He and I were in love. We had so much in common and I felt he was going to be "the one" that I would end up with for the rest of my life.
I used to love watching him sleep. His curly hair messy on the pillow and his light snoring didn't bother me. He was tall at least 5'11" with a slight muscular body from having played sports in college. His eyes were sky blue and his eyelashes long. You could say most girls would envy me when he and I walked down the street together. He was very handsome and I was so in love with him.
One night we were sitting up and talking about fantasies. I had confessed to him that my biggest fantasy was to have sex with a stranger. He liked that. He wanted to hear more and I told him everything. He mostly liked the part that I said I'd like to be treated rough by this strange man.
"That sounds kinda hot," he said.
We lay on our bed that late Sunday night. There was a small thunderstorm outside and the power had gone off that evening. We had turned on a few candles to light up the room.
"You wouldn't get jealous then if I had sex with a strange man?" I asked playfully.
"Well… maybe a little but as long as you were enjoying it, I couldn't stop that."
He leaned down to kiss me and snuggled next to me. "OK so now my turn," I said, "What's your most ultimate fantasy?"
He smiled wickedly and thought about it for a few seconds. "Well I'm going to tell you but don't get mad ok?"
"I won't," I said nervously.
He turned to look into my eyes. "My biggest fantasy has always been to be with two women at once."
I didn't think anything of it. "Really? Well that's no surprise because isn't that most almost every male's fantasy?"
He laughed. "Yeah I guess so. But I have to say that is my ultimate fantasy."
"Would it be anyone in particular?" I dared to ask.
He raised a brow. "Well you of course… and… I don't know one of your friends."
I raised my head and narrowed my eyes at him. "Are you secretly crushing on one of my friends?"
He gave me an innocent look. "No! Of course not!"
I playfully hit his arm. "Good because then I'd really be jealous."
He scoffed. "Well you asked."
"Ok now be honest with me. In this little fantasy of yours, do you have one of my friends in particular you'd like to join us?"
Chris looked away and I could see his face turning red. "Well… no I'm not saying anything because then you'll get all mad at me."
I put my hands on his face making him look at me. "Please tell me. I promise I will not get mad. I just want to know."
He sighed. "Ok fine. Susan. It's Susan."
My heart sank. Susan was my dear and true friend. She and I went back to grade school. Not that I blamed Chris for eyeing her, what guy wouldn't? She was tall, slender with shoulder length brown hair and stunning gray eyes.
"Susan?" I echoed.
He groaned. "Yes. You asked. I'm sorry."
I took a deep breath. "That's ok. I mean this is fantasy we are talking about right? I don't have anything to worry about."
He put his arm around me and held me. "That's right. You are and always will be my number one girl."
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A few weeks later, Susan and I were out at the mall shopping for some new shoes. Susan talked mostly about work. She had been single for over eight months, which had been a shock to us all. She usually hung out with me and Chris or stayed at home.
"I don't like these pumps, they hurt my feet," Susan whined as she walked showing me a pair of red pumps that she wore.
"Well then don't buy them silly."
She laughed and sat down next to me taking off her pumps.
Ever since Chris had mentioned the fantasy of us three being together, I couldn't help but look at Susan in a whole new light. I was beginning to find her attractive myself! Her breasts were a nice b-cup size while mine were a c-cup. She wore red lipstick to show off her pouty lips and her hair had curls that day.
"Why are you so quiet Eva? Is something wrong?" She asked curiously.
I shrugged. I didn't want to bring up the whole three-way fantasy thing with her, at least not yet. I had to admit the whole three-way fantasy intrigued me as well. "Nothing's wrong. I'm fine."
She put the red pumps back in the shoebox and sighed. "Don't try to kid me Eva. I've known you almost all of your life. I know when something is bothering you."
We walked out of the store and back to the halls of the mall. I kept quiet but Susan kept nagging me to tell her what was on my mind.
"Ok, look I have to ask you for a favor, and you can say no but I really need to ask you," I began.
Susan nodded and signaled me for us to go take a seat at one of the benches. She set her bags down and stared at me. I felt my heart racing. I couldn't believe I was actually going to ask my best friend to join my boyfriend and me in bed!
"Listen, I've known you for a long time right?"
She nodded.
"Ok so you feel pretty comfortable around me right?"
She nodded again.
"Now Chris and I were talking the other night and he and I were making sort of confessions if you must call them."
"Ok," she said slowly.
"Now I asked him what his biggest fantasy was and he said to sleep with two girls at the same time."
"That's every guy’s fantasy," Susan said to me.
"I know, but I would… I would really like to fulfill his fantasy," I managed to respond.