Chapter 1: Her Dream
His alarm woke him at 7 o'clock, but Everett stayed in bed thinking about the day ahead of him. It was another grey morning and it was also his 27th birthday. It was the middle of November, and he could hear the wind howling and the leaves blowing against his windows. "Great," he thought, "my hair is going to be a mess all day and I won't have time to come home and fix it before going to Grace's place." Evi prided himself on his good looks. He was tall, about 6'2", and weighed 195 lbs. He was pure muscle and was constantly working out at the gym. His dark brown hair cut short around the nape but was boyishly dishevelled no matter what length it was. His 24-year old girlfriend Grace suited him perfectly. At 5'5" and 120 lbs, she was a knockout. She was a racy brunette with hair halfway down her back, and breasts to die for. Before he had met her, he's been an ass-man, but when he'd gotten hold of her luscious melons, he'd quickly changed his focus.
They were a 36C and incredibly firm. But it was her nipples that he loved. They were nice and dark and, when she was cold or aroused, they narrowed like a cat's pupils. Even after 3 years of being together, Evi still found them to be incredibly erotic. He remembered the first time he'd seen her. She had let two guys do body-shots on her on a dare from her two blonde friends. He knew he had to get to know this girl, and he set out to meet her. That night, at a 24-hour coffee shop, they had talked until the wee hours of morning and he had gone home unfulfilled and bothered. She had told him she was a virgin. How could he believe her after her actions that night? He vowed to get her in his bed and he called her the very next day to set up a date. And they'd been together ever since. It was going on 4 years now. Shaking his head to clear away the cobwebs of sleep and memory, he reached his hand down to rub is straining cock. After a quick masturbation session, (thinking about her tits and two guys doing body-shots on her, how could he contain himself?) he climbed out of bed and took a shower. Then he dressed in one of his best suits, combed his unruly hair, and was out the door by 9 o'clock.
Meanwhile, Grace was curled up in her feather duvet. She had taken the day off sick in order to prepare for Evi's surprise party. She absently hit the snooze button and dozed off again. She was having a fantastic dream of being in bed with Allison and Amber, her two best friends, and she didn't want to wake up just yet…
She had met them during her second year of university while searching for a place to live. She had been 19 and one year of living in residence had been enough for her. Ali and Amber, 19 and 21 respectively, had placed an ad for a roommate and Grace had responded. They were all going to share a two bedroom apartment. Grace had been hoping for a room of her own, but was willing to sacrifice her privacy for the great location. So she ended up sharing a room with Ali. In the end, it turned out to be the most fantastic decision Grace had ever made. Ali and Amber were both blonde, about 5'7", slim and athletic, and they loved having a good time. They would go out to so many parties and come home drunk and fall into anyone's bed, though nothing sexual ever happened. However, everything would soon change. The turning point for the three girls came after getting home from a New Year's party, about 4 months after Grace had moved in.
They had come home wasted. Grace could hardly walk and Ali kept falling asleep during the cab ride home. Amber had been pretty drunk herself, but had maintained a bit of self-control in order to take care of her younger friends. Stumbling into the elevator, they hit floor number 8, and made it inside their apartment in one piece.
