Bet You Can't Guess
Dan and I grew up together and we were always best of friends, and always hung out together. Whatever we did, we did together. We looked pretty much alike and people often took us for brothers. During our teens we dated lots of girls often sisters or best friends and if one of us broke up with a girl, the other always felt obliged to do the same. That is until in our early twenties. Dan fell head over heels with Sandra. I split up with my then girlfriend and wasn't surprised when Dan continued to see Sandra. They were married within the year and I was happy for them both. She was good for him and him for her. I moved away from the area for work purposes, but often returned on a regular basis to stay with them for a couple of days at a time. We all got on very well together and Sandra became an extremely close friend. This went on for several years, and each time I looked forward to my next visit.
One summer after working away on a well-paid contract, I decided to return to my home town and spend a few weeks, rather than the usual few days. It was a gloriously warm and pleasant summer. We spent our days relaxing, eating and drinking which I was happy to finance. Dan had recently lost his job and I had more money than I could spend.
One particularly warm afternoon spent sunbathing and the occasional beer or gin and tonic in the garden I asked "Fancy a Chinese takeaway for dinner?" Both readily agreed so off I went to pick up it up.
We opened first one then another bottle of white wine and after the beers from the afternoon we were soon all pleasantly blitzed. We were watching a TV drama in which a woman was in bed asleep when a character who she thought was her husband entered the room in the dark and got into bed with her. She only realized it wasn't her husband who had just made love to her after she switched the light on.
"What a load of tosh, as if she wouldn't know!" Sandra said.
"I think it's quite believable." Dan said.
"Me too. "I agreed.
"All women would know. I certainly would know, and I will prove it. Blind fold me, and both of you just hold me around the waist and I will tell you who is who."
"OK Dan said. Go and get a scarf and then one of us will hold you around the waist from the back then the other one will do the same and see if you can tell if it's me or Tim."
Sandra came back in with a silk scarf which Dan then tied around her head.
"Ok, one of you hold me around the waist."
Dan obliged and held her from behind, holding her around the waist with his hands across her stomach. "I think I know who that is" she said. "Next!"
I swapped with Dan and held her exactly as he had.
"Are you guys trying to trick me? It feels like the same person."
I had let go before Dan answered that it was indeed each of us who had held her.
"Alright, again from the front this time."
Dan indicated that I should go first, which I did, holding her with my hands crossed just above her buttocks.
"Switch please." She said.
Dan switched places with me and held her closer than I did.
"Switch back with the first one holding me just as close, so I can compare."
Dan disengaged, stepped away and before I could step in asked "Don't you know?"
"I think so, but I am not sure."
I held Sandra tighter this time and was very aware of her curves pressing up against me, so much so that I could feel the first swelling of a boner coming on. I quickly let go before I embarrassed myself.
"Tell the difference yet?" Dan asked.
"To be honest I have to confess it's not as easy as I thought it would be. Sit on the couch with me, one on either side."
We led her to the couch and sat her down in the middle with me on her left and Dan on her right. "Caress me on the knees and kiss me on the cheek, both together." We did as we were bid, Dan had a big smile on his face, he was enjoying this. His caress was higher up the thigh than mine and I copied his action. While we were doing this, her knees parted slightly, whether accidently or on purpose, I couldn't tell. "Kiss me on the mouth, the one on the left first." As she turned towards me her left leg turned with her opening her legs a little more. Neither of us had removed our hand from her knee/thigh area in fact Dan's had moved a little higher. I kept the kiss going until Sandra broke away and asked "now the one on the right." Dan kissed her, and as she turned towards him, I also moved my hand a little higher. She didn't protest but actually moved slightly forward making her dress move higher up her thighs.
She put her arms up and touched our shoulders, and across our backs and the nape of our necks.
"Take off your shirts so I can touch your skin. I will be able to tell by the feel."
We stood and were taking our shirts off when Dan said "Pants as well?"
"Of course, I need to check out your legs." She giggled.
He was already taking off his pants when he said "OK, but you have to take off your dress as well."
Without hesitation Sandra stood, reached behind her, unzipped he dress, slipped it over her shoulders and stepped out of it, revealing matching pale yellow bra and panties. That boner was starting to stir again.
She reached out blindly searching for where we were standing, until we reached for her hands and stood either side of her. "Turn away from me. I am going to feel down your back and legs and this time I am sure I will be able to tell who is who." Sandra turned to me first on her left again and starting at my head ran her hands down over my shoulders, back, bum and legs before turning to her right and doing the same to Dan. "I don't know" she admitted.
"Last chance," said Dan. "Do the same from the front and if you can't guess who is who you have to remove your bra and pants and we get to touch you all over while you are still blindfolded then you can guess who is touching you."
"Dan! I can't do that."
"What a load of tosh you said. I thought you were confident?"
"Alright, I will, who's first"
"Turn to your right" Dan ordered and manoeuvred me to her right.
As she began again at my head, Dan came up behind me and dragged down my shorts, before removing his and taking up his position on her left. Sandra progressed down over my chest, stomach and hips bending at the knees to a squatting position, my boner suddenly grew harder and harder until my cock was pointing directly at her face, she was completely unaware of my erection until I moved slightly forward and my cock caught under her chin.