I glanced to where my husband was reclining on the sofa and watched with interest as two women knelt naked before him. They began taking turns sucking his cock; passing it back and forth between their mouths while their hands massaged his legs and chest. Not only was I not jealous, but watching other women blow him turned me on and made me happy that he had both a blonde and a redhead attending to him. Unfortunately, I didn't get much of a chance to watch them as Tiffany was impatiently waiting for the rest of the story.
"Come on Mel, finish your story. I promise we'll take care of you when you finish. The party is just getting started."
"Senior year flew by," I continued. "My course load was easy and I had started seriously dating a guy shortly after Winter Break. A friend fixed me up on a blind date with Jonathon and our first date went great. I liked him so much that I was worried I wouldn't hear from him again. Fortunately, he called me back the next day and from then on, we spent almost every weekend together.
During graduation week, I had a lot of free time and spent much of it in DC with Jon. Friday evening we barhopped in Georgetown with a bunch of friends and by chance ran into another group of mids we knew. Jenny happened to be in that other group.
I waved her over and introduced her to my Jon. They hit it off so well that I left for a few minutes to get another round of drinks. When I returned, they were busy chatting about science fiction books they had both read. While watching her and Jon yak, I decided I wasn't going to let her get away this time. We continued talking at the bar while the rest of our friends ran off to a dance club.
"Jenny, before Jon and I go out dancing tonight, we were planning on going back to our room to change clothes and have some drinks. Come on up for a drink while we get ready."
While Jon and I talked about sex every chance we got, I had never told him about my brief encounter with Jenny. If he had known, he probably would have figured something was up when I invited her up to our room. Better that he would be surprised, I thought.
Jenny and I took the elevator up to our room while Jon went out to his car to get the bag of mixers and alcohol we purchased earlier in the evening. Jon surprised me by getting us a room at a nice hotel. I appreciated the gesture since he was not allowed in my dorm and his room had a single bed that really wasn't that comfortable for two people. With this luxurious queen sized bed, I was really looking forward to some hot hotel sex. And I was really going to make the most of it since he was leaving for his job in California the following week.
When Jon showed up, he took drink orders and mixed an Amaretto and OJ for Jenny and a Kahlua and Crème for me.
With drink in hand, Jenny stretched out in one of the beds while Jon and I sprawled out on the other. Glancing at Jenny, I admired her well-shaped legs. She had her back against the headboard and her legs stretched out and crossed. The short skirt she was wearing really showed her firm, tanned legs. I couldn't wait to rub my hands all over them.
While we were drinking and chatting, I noticed Jon checking her out, but he would quickly look away when he saw me catch him. I certainly understood why he was looking at her. Her blonde hair cascaded across the pillow and she did a remarkable job putting on her makeup. While guys looked studly in uniform, women always looked better made up and wearing anything except a uniform. Jenny was no exception. While we were both blondes, she had a much more appealing figure. She had a slim body with breasts that filled out her top and would turn heads. In contrast, I got stuck with my father's broad shoulders and stocky build. Jon was sweet and was always telling me how much he liked my body, but I wished I looked more like Jenny.
She must have had no lack of dates. But did she go after guys or did she still prefer girls?
The pear cider from earlier in the evening was still giving me quite a buzz. Just enough of a buzz to be very horny and lack any kind of self control. Steering the conversation to sex, I began taunting Jon.
"I bet I know what your favorite sexual fantasy is."
"How would you know, Ms. Drunken Psychic?"
"I read an article in Cosmo this morning listing the top ten male fantasies."
"Oh psychic, what does your crystal ball tell you?"
I blurted that he'd like a threesome with two women. It was a safe bet since I was already giving him blowjobs and hot sex in every imaginable position a man could want. And recently he persuaded me to try anal sex and I found it much better than I expected. So I figured the only thing left for him to desire was a threesome with two women since I doubted he was into guys or would want to see me fuck another man. More importantly, I wanted to get in Jenny's pants and if Jon would join us, so much the better.
"So would you like that," I persisted.
"What guy wouldn't? But it's not likely I'll ever experience that."
"Why not?"
"Come on, real women don't do that. The only guys who have threesomes are porn stars and guys who make up stories for Penthouse."
"Oh, some women would do that," I answered.
"Like who do you know who's done it?"
Jenny was sitting back quietly and sipping her drink. My raunchy talk didn't seem to shock or horrify her so I attempted to get her into the conversation.
"Jon, sometimes you are so sure of yourself. Jenny, you would be up for that, wouldn't you?"
"Oh, leave Jenny alone," he admonished.
