Keeping secrets (closed)

Erica88

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Emma, 24 years old, 5'7, C cup, brown hairs, brown eyes, slender build

When she was 'younger' Trouble and Naughty were the nicknames her friends used for Emma. She was the most likely one to disappear with a guy after a prom or night of clubbing. But three years ago she had found a guy worthy of being monogamous for. She loved him like she had loved no other guy before and knew that he would be the one she would marry and grow old with.

But still it was hard at times. She loved attention from other guys, one might even say she was addicted to it. Still she saw her female friends often, for movies, for a drink or to go clubbing and those evenings were without her boyfriend. And at times... under the influence of some drinks, she still kissed other guys and some even were allowed to slip a hand under her short skirt. But to most standards she was fateful.

What made things extra hard on her was how her boyfriend spend a lot of time working or with his friends. Quiet times with just the two of them were rare and it wasn't uncommon that her boyfriend then was too exhausted to make good use of the time together.

Lately it wasn't much different and for Emma it was way too long ago since her boyfriend had fucked her. So this evening she dressed herself in something sexy and softly kissed his neck.

- "What would you like to do?"

She asked him tempting and kissed his neck again.
 
Mike had just sat down with a beer when his girlfriend came sauntering into the living room, rocking an incredibly sexy little pink party dress, and started kissing on him and asking him what he wanted to do! He couldn't be more excited, in spite of being tired. Unfortunately...

"Baby, you look amazing, but..."

Ding-dong! Went the doorbell.

"The guys are coming over to watch the hockey game..." he said. "I'm sorry, I should have told you, I just got so busy today at work..."

The guys, of course, just let themselves in; three of them. Aaron, John, and Tommy. All three of them were Mike's frat brothers from college.

"Holy shit, Emma, looking good," Tommy spouted off. "Hey, can you put these in the fridge, thanks babe," he said, handing her a couple bottles of booze, vodka and rum. Aaron and John both carried twelve-packs of different beers.

"What's going on buddy?" Tommy said, plopping down on the sofa next to Mike, just as Mike's phone rang.

"Fuck, it's work, hang on," Mike said, getting up to go take the call.
 
The look on Emma's face was in disappointment when Mike started with 'but' followed by the doorbell and the entrance of his friends. Inwardly she was cursing and yelling that again she was less of a priority than his friends but she did her best not to show that part. She even managed to change her frown to a smile for the guys, but her eyes kept showing the disappointment.

She blushed a bit when Tommy complimented her looks. The outfit had been just for Mike and not for them, but in her frustration she had already forgotten about the sexy thing until now. Tommy clearly was the most handsome of the friends, with his muscles Emma at times found him even hotter than Mike. There were nights she fantasied about him when she was enjoying her fingers or a toy.

Aaron was alright while John at times made her cringe a bit. The way the guy could look at her and often found her breasts more interesting than her face... he was not someone she wanted to be alone with and her female friends had often shared that feeling as the guy seemed to hit on all of them.

She put the drinks in the fridge and then went back to the livingroom, just in time to overhear the last part of Mike's call. She made sure no one saw her roll her eyes as she understood Mike was going to leave.

- "Well, so much for the hockey game..."

She said, expecting his friends were going to leave as well. Of course she didn't mind that too much. She didn't care that much for sports and most likely would enjoy one of her toys and perhaps put the tv on a porn channel.
 
"Okay guys, here's the deal," Mike said, hanging up his phone. "I screwed something up today and I have to get back to the office to fix it before morning. It shouldn't take long, though, so just hang loose and enjoy the game and I'll be back for the third period," he said, grabbing his jacket and keys and briefcase.

"Thanks sweetie," he said, giving Emma a quick kiss on the cheek on his way out the door.

Meanwhile, the guys were stretched out across the furniture, getting comfortable as they turned the TV to the hockey game.

"So you gonna be our cocktail waitress tonight Emma?" Tommy asked with a smirk, his eyes clearly raking over her body, enjoying the fact that the dress clung to her like a second skin.

"That's gotta be why she wore a dress like that!" John commented, his eyes fixated on her luscious cleavage.
 
Emma would have liked it better if the guys had left so that she would have gotten some one on one time with Mike when he returned, but clearly they were his priority again. Still she smiled when Tommy made the comment about her being their cocktail waitress, but that smile quickly changed when John seemed to undress her with his eyes.

She turned away from his eyes and towards the tv. She slightly bend to adjust the volume but as she did her already short dress crawled even up higher. She prayed her ass wasn't exposed just yet, but it had to be awfully close.
 
Tommy watched as Emma bent over in front of them, adjusting the TV volume. Damn she had a nice ass, and from their low vantage point on the sofa, he could almost see her crotch. Almost. But those killer long legs and round ass were plenty distracting!

He stood up and walked towards her. "Why don't you help me make up some drinks, sweetcheeks?" Tommy said, giving her proffered butt a playful smack as he passed her on the way to the kitchen.
 
Had it been John or even Aaron then all hell would be unleashed from her, but Tommy got one pass and just an upset glance. Part of her felt responsible as she was dressed so hot and had it happened at a bar she would just have smiled and perhaps even winked. Not at one of Mike's friends of course, but she would have at a random guy.

- "Sure"

She then said, following him to the kitchen. She opened a bottle of wine for herself and filled a glass with it and then poured the drinks for the guys.
 
"You look real fucking hot in that dress Emma," Tommy said, once he'd shut the kitchen door behind him. "Ben's a damn fool leaving you to go back to work," he said, winking at her as he sidled up next to her, his hand falling on the small of his back, rubbing, his fingers grazing the curve of her butt for a dangerous moment.

With practiced hands, he pulled down a couple of shot glasses from the cupboard and filled them with vodka. "C'mon, do a shot with me, we'll get this night started right." His smile was seductive and dangerous, his eyes locked with hers.
 
It was a very dangerous look that he gave her and already Emma could feel it affecting her. She might have been offended by his first string of words, but the look in his eyes and his agreement that Mike was a fool... not the word she would have used... for leaving her, worked wonders on her.

Eventually she broke the moment between them and nodded.

- "Sure, but just one..."

Mostly because she had no idea how this was going to end if she let herself go.
 
Tommy smirked, watching Emma pick up the glass. He clinked his against hers and they both downed the shots, and slammed the shot glasses back on the counter. "Whoo!" Tommy said, grabbing a beer and taking a long drink to wash the taste away. "I don't do shots very often," he admitted. "But you're worth it for sure!" He winked at her, then looked at the drinks she'd mixed up for him and the other two guys.

"And definitely mix one of those up for yourself," he told her.
 
Emma didn't react too much at his words this time, not too sure if he was flirting or just teasing, nor was she sure what she preferred.

- "I will stick to my wine instead..."

She told him and added a little red wine to her glass so it was completely full again. Of course red wine wasn't really that much better than the drinks the guys had. Maybe it was actually a bit more dangerous as a wine glass in her company quickly went empty. Then she took the drinks back to the other guys.
 
Tommy followed along behind her, enjoying the view of her ass in that tight little dress as she sauntered along with the tray of drinks. He plopped down on the couch with his beer, just as the game was getting started.

But it seemed the guys couldn't take their eyes off Emma and her sexy little dress.

"You mind if we smoke, Em? Mike's always cool with it," Tommy said, pulling out a fat marijuana joint and sparking it up in the living room. He puffed it to life. "Come here and have a toke," he said, patting his lap and winking at her.
 
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Emma smiled when Tommy showed the joint. In the past she had smoked marijuana herself, but as Ben didn't smoke, it was rather rare that she did it these days. It might not be wise with how things were already going, but with a smile she accepted the joint.

- "It is bigger than I am used to."

She said innocently
 
"That's not the only thing that's bigger than what you're used to!" Tommy said with a chuckle. His hands reached out for her, and pulled her down onto the sofa across his lap. "Know what I mean?" he asked, the meaning rather obvious as he placed her hand right on his crotch!

Aaron just shook his head, turning his attention to the hockey game, but John was definitely watching them from the other side of the couch, his eyes eating her up as she toked on the joint...
 
An aroused shiver ran though her body as Tommy pulled her onto his lap, his hand ending up between her legs. The way too sexy dress had made it impossible to wear any kind of underwear, as she had planned to have her boyfriend's cock deep inside her within moments. And she could feel what Tommy meant under her.

It felt good to arouse him after feeling rejected by her lover. If it wasn't for John and Aaron, this would have gone out of control by now. A hard cock under her... and it was very well possible that John could steal a glance of her crotch by now if Tommy didn't block the sight with his hand.
 
Tommy had his hand between her legs, and took full advantage of the opportunity, grazing upward along her crotch, his fingers tickling along her slit and clit before moving on up her body.

"Damn, this really is a killer dress," he said, hooking his thumbs under some of the open fabric along her hip. He pressed her body down into his lap, his crotch digging into her ass.

"I think Emma puts on a better show than the hockey game, don't you guys agree?"
 
This time the shiver that ran over her body was accompanied by an equally aroused moan. She changed her position slightly, so that the hard cock was exactly between her ass cheeks and started to massage him slightly. His fingers were arousing her to the point that she was going to do very stupid things.

Before she started to date Ben, there had been a party where she had been fucked by two different men in a couple of hours... but never she had been more than with one guy at the same time. Not that she was planning on changing that... but she had no idea where this was going.
 
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