It had been just over a week since the fateful day my ego had been making promises I was increasingly unsure my body could deliver on. And tonight Sandy was coming over "for a few drinks" and to see what happened. I flitted between bouts of extreme nervousness and extreme excitement. I would often find myself picturing scenario's in my head and they were all red hot. I was probably giving Sandy way too much to live up to and was currently feeling pretty confident should anything happen tonight.
I was still unsure anything would happen, I kept expecting Chrissy to tell me it was a huge joke they were both playing on me. Who knows maybe they'd both burst my bubble when Sandy arrived.
Talking of which it was now 7:20 and Sandy was almost due. My palms were sweaty and I went and poured myself a JD and coke to try and calm myself down a little.
A couple of minutes later the doorbell rang and I heard Chrissy shout "I'll get it". I heard her clonk across the wooden floor in her heels and welcome Sandy. There was some quiet chatter and then lots of laughter and they both walked into the room together.
"Hey lover boy, How are you?" Sandy was her usual bubbly self. I dragged myself off the sofa and went across to say hi and give her a peck on the cheek.
On my way across the room I couldn't help but notice how fantastic she looked. I'd always thought she was very attractive with her wavy strawberry blonde hair and a smattering of freckles across her nose.
She was a good 5 inches shorter than Chrissy but had the most fantastic legs. They weren't long and slender but shorter and she had the most awesome strong and toned thighs, all topped off with a really nice curvy butt. All of this was accentuated by the black wetlook leggings she was wearing, She really did take my breath away and I think she could tell.
I gave her a peck on the cheek and she put both arms around me and gave me a big hug. She smelt just as good as she looked.
"So, how you been Paul? Made any more silly bets lately?" Cue sniggering from both of them.
"I bet you like Sandy's leggings don't you dear?" said Chrissy.
She knew I would as I love her wearing them and always pester her to wear some for me on special occasions. She's pretty good and will usually if I go on enough about it, still on Sandy they looked just as good and didn't she know it!
"Just call me Sandy D" she said and started singing summer nights into an imaginary microphone, cue more laughing.
"Drink Sandy?" i asked.
"Ooh, yes please. Can I have a Gin and Tonic?"
"One G&T coming right up"
"Hey, Paul?"
I turned to look at Sandy who has a mischievous look on her face.
"Make it a large one babe" and she gave me a wink.
I must admit I was rather enjoying this, I'd always liked Sandy's sense of humour and probably flirted with her more than I should have. I got on really well with her and had another pang of worry that things may be about to change forever.
We sat around for a couple of drinks and Sandy regaled us with a couple of funny stories, I wondered if it was going to turn into just another meet up with us ordering in some food and watching a film but out of the blue Chrissy just came out with it.
"So, are we going to carry on with this whole bet thing or not?"
I didn't really know what to say, I looked at Sandy and for the first time since she'd arrived I sensed she was maybe a little nervous or uncomfortable.
After a moment she spoke up. "Well it's really up to you guys, you know me I'm always up for a bit of fun but obviously I don't want any of us doing something we might regret"
"Oh I don't think you'd regret going to bed with Sandy would you dear" Chrissy said.
This was the moment of truth, I looked at both of them. I sensed their eyes on me waiting for my decision.
"Well if you're sure Chris, I mean I don't want you to get upset"
"Hey, don't put all the responsibility on me. I've said yes, and if you seal the deal with Sandy we'll all stay in and have a few more drinks and let you bask in your glory"
"Ok" I said "Let's go for it"
Sandy sprang up from the sofa like a little jack in the box, and immediately stopped and looked at us both. "Oops, I guess I'm not supposed to be that excited about sleeping with my best friends hubby, am I?" and we all burst out laughing.
"Oh it's ok Sandy, I bet this is doing wonders for his ego"
"Well of course it is, having a hot little thing like me waiting to jump in the sack with him!" "Anyway Chris, how is it going to work, are you going to come in there with us?"
"You know what Sandy, I'm fine with it but I'm probably going to go take a walk around the park for a while. I'll give it an hour or so and head back. We'll take the rest of the evening from there" "Just let me put some flats on and I'll get going"
Sandy grabbed my hand and led me off to the guest bedroom. I'd not really given that much thought but I guess doing it in our marital bed wouldn't have been the best idea.
"Okay lover boy, I'm just going to go into the bathroom and freshen up and then I'll let you do the same"
I watched Sandy bounce off and into the en-suite, I couldn't quite believe my luck. Sandy, here in the bedroom with me. And I have to say she seemed really keen!
She was out in a couple of minutes and she'd taken her top off. She was in a powder blue satin bra and her tits looked magnificent in it. Added to the high waisted wetlook leggings they really got my heart racing, and a lot of the blood it was pumping was heading straight between my legs.
"Ooh Paul, you do flatter me. Is that a little semi I see in your pants?"
"I don't know what you're talking about" I said with a cheeky grin.
"Well it's your turn, I'm just going to get my bag as I bought a couple of bits we may need. You go and freshen up and strip off and I'll be waiting on the bed" With that she made a claw of her hand and a comical growling noise, spun on her heel and walked out of the room laughing at her own joke.
I went into the bathroom, gave myself a good clean up, cleaned my teeth, stripped down to my shorts, looked at myself in the mirror, pinched my love handles and wished I could have got rid of them, took my shorts off, put them back on again. Debated it for about 20 seconds and decided they were staying on. There was quite a little tent on the go down there. One last look in the mirror and I turned the light off and left the bathroom.
I'd expected to find Sandy on the bed or in the bed stripped off and ready for action. Instead she was still in the state of half undress and putting something I didn't quite see back into her bag.
She turned to look at me and I felt her eyes on me, They seemed to linger a very long time on my shorts. She jutted out one of her hips, put her hand on it and looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "I thought you were supposed to be stripped off?"
"You can hardly talk, you're still dressed exactly the same as when I went in the bathroom!"
"Ok, ok, fair point. Still why haven't you taken your shorts off, are you hiding something?"
She walked slowly across the room towards me never breaking eye contact and stopped about an inch from me. My by now very hard cock poked into her belly and she mouthed a barely audible "Ooh". I was pretty transfixed looking into her striking green eyes, my mouth suddenly felt dry.
Quickly she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and yanked them down. Dropping down herself so that she ended up squatting face to face with my achingly hard cock.
"Hello there, you're a little cutie" She looked up with a smile on her face. "I'm not going to lie, I always thought you'd be a bit more well hung"
"Hey, come on now. I've never had any complaints!" I hated the small whine I heard in my voice.
"Oh come on Paul, don't go getting all defensive on me and ruin the mood. It's just I am used to quite large ones and yours certainly doesn't fall into that category" "And as far as never having any complaints, haven't you only ever been with Chris?"
"Well yeah" I didn't really know what to say. I was going to make some protestations but decided whining through more denials wasn't going to sound great.
"Well he is a little cutie, and I've not had many uncircumcised men so that will be different. Who knows we may be a perfect fit and you may be just the right size to hit my G-spot every time" " I did think you'd have more than about 5 inches though, that's not even average Paul"
"Hey, now I know you're trying to get to me, I'm definitely more than 5 inches" The whine was back but not as noticeable as before.
"Trust me, you're 5 inches. Probably a little under. I tell you what we'll have a little measure and see shall we?"
She got up and strolled over to her bag, looked in there for what she wanted and came strolling back over.
"Come on, on the bed" she said and I quickly got on the bed. She placed something I didn't see at the foot of the bed and then climbed on with a decorators type tape measure.
I laid on my back and she crawled up my legs. Her shiny leggings felt very slippery and cold on the bare flesh of my legs and I must admit totally wonderful. She reached down and touched my dick for the first time. Her touch was like an electric shock going through my body and I felt myself let out a moan as she drew back my foreskin with her thumb and forefinger.
"Ooh, you like that don't you." It wasn't a question, more of a statement. One that I certainly couldn't deny. "So, shall we see what you're packing?"
"Sure, go ahead" I was curious now.
Sandy extended the measure out to what I could see was 9 inches. "Don't think we're going to be needing all of that are we?" she gave a little teasing laugh and reduced it down to 6 inches. "Hmmm, getting closer"
