Amy had wanted Jack since the moment she had met him. Even though he was dating Julia, one of her best friends, and regardless of the fact that she too had a boyfriend, for as long as she had known him, she had secretly lusted for him. There was just something about him that she could not get out of her head. He was a good looking guy, taller than her boyfriend Pete, but not quite as muscular, and certainly not as nice. Quite the opposite actually, as he usually came off as a bit of an asshole when people first met him. Still, there was a certain something about him that stirred something within her. At first she tried to push her dirty thoughts of her friend's man out of her mind, passing them off as a sort of taboo fantasy, lusting after someone you should not, and certainly would not, ever have. But as time progressed, she found it harder and harder to keep her illicit desires suppressed in the back of her dirty little head.
To add to Amy's difficulties in smothering her impure thoughts, she found herself spending a great deal of time with Julia and Jack as her boyfriend not only worked shift work at the local factory, but took overtime every chance he got. The extended draughts of intimacy with Pete as a result of his heavy workload, added to the increasing amount of time she spent in Jack's company, equalled an almost non-stop series of indecent fantasies revolving around her forbidden fruit.
So intense was her naughty desires and fantasies, that Amy often found herself reading sexual innuendos into nearly every word spoken and every action taken by Jack when he was in her presence. Whether it be a sarcastic comment or an accidental brushing of arms, her mind constantly searched for sexual undertones hidden in each act. She even began imagining scenarios in which her unmentionable lust could come to fruition, often even involving lesbian encounters with Julia, simply as a means to be with her fantasy man.
Like most men, she was quite sure that a threesome between herself Jack and Julia would most definitely be of interest to him. Unfortunately, she could not see Julia being remotely into it, and quite frankly, outside of your typical college-girl bi-curiosity, Amy had her wanton sights set solely on Jack, though she did allow herself to visualize such a three-way encounter on several occasions while pleasuring herself.
Outside of her unattainable threesome set-up, Amy wondered to herself if Jack secretly held the same desires she did. She figured all of her illusory interpretations of sexual intimation she read into his actions around her were merely products of her overactive imagination, but still, she could not help but constantly scrutinize their situation and wonder to herself if it were possible. She was certainly an attractive young lady, and actually shared many similarities with Julia. Both women were brunettes, and had their hair permed curly and hanging mid-way down the back. Each were in decent shape and always maintained their good looks, complimenting them with conservative make-up to highlight their natural beauty. Amy was a fair bit shorter than her friend, who was closer to Jack's height, but she made up for any deficiency in stature by besting Julia in the chest department, easily outscoring her with an ample 36C bosom. Overall, both girls were definitely desirable and one could easily conclude that if a man were attracted to one, it was certainly conceivable that he would be attracted to the other. Of course, that is the deduction Amy settled on in her mind.
As time went on, her constant fantasies of Jack continued to fill Amy's mind relentlessly. So much so that she even began to picture him while making love to her boyfriend. The guilt she felt for thinking of another man while having sex with Pete was tremendous, but easily paled in comparison to how amazing her orgasms were when she did it. If she could justify her adulterated thoughts in any way it was that at the very least, her boyfriend was having some seriously mind-blowing sex with her, even if it was the result of her never-ending depraved imaginings.
Now at the peak of her sexual fantasy frustration, Amy looked forward with great anticipation, to the wedding of one of her and Julia's good friends. Not so much for the celebration of their girlfriend's nuptials, but rather for the opportunity to spend more time around Jack, particularly at a venue where they would both be dressed up and looking their best. The mere thought of getting the chance to dance with him at the reception was enough to charge a mighty tingle in between her legs. Adding fuel to the fire of her eagerness for the upcoming time with the star of her dirty desires, was the fact that the wedding was out of town, and both couples had booked hotel rooms for the night, sending her mind racing into even more wayward daydreams of illicit midnight meeting with her dream lover.
It was with great disappointment that Amy reacted to the news that Pete had to work overtime the weekend of the wedding. Disheartened, she cancelled their hotel room and called Julia to let her know the sad news. Of course, once she was on the phone with her girlfriend, it did not take long for Amy to be convinced to come to the wedding with her friend and crash with the couple. Even though Julia told her that Jack would call and change their reservation to a room with two double beds rather than one king, Amy could not resist letting her dirty mind race to picture spending a night in a hotel room with her fantasy man.
When they arrived at the hotel, Amy's mind again raced into overdrive as they found their room to only contain one king sized bed. Immediately she pictured herself and Jack together in that big bed, the images almost causing her knees to buckle. Jack called down to the front desk and was told that the hotel was sold out and unfortunately they were unable to switch rooms. As Amy continued her private arousal at the situation, Julia was quick to shrug off the inconvenience and suggest that the three of them were adult enough to crash on one bed together.
Jack went into the bathroom first to get ready, citing how long it would take for both ladies to prepare themselves for the festivities. A short time later he came out looking as handsome and desirable as Amy had ever seen him, in a classic navy suit and open collar white shirt, a dressy yet casual look that suited him well. After giving him the once over the two ladies hurried themselves into the bathroom to begin their preparations. Following quite a lapse of time, highlighted by numerous rumblings from Jack regarding the length of time they were taking, the women emerged and proceeded to showcase themselves in front of their audience of one.
The two of them were stunning. Julia came out first, dressed in an eye-catching black dress with chain straps, cut short, falling to just above her knees, allowing her to show off her long sexy legs. Fishnet stockings highlighted them as well, topped off by a pair of almost knee-high black boots, complete with four-inch heels. Her curly brown locks were replaced by a wavy coif, pulled back and piled up on top of her head in a sexy up-do with dangling waves of hair dropping down her neck. Jack whistled softly as her he looked her up and down, his cock hardening at the sight.
Amy then entered the room, wearing a spectacular red dress with a behind the neck strap and plunging neckline that allowed her to show off some truly incredible looking cleavage. The dress hugged her nicely and, like her friend's, was very short, even revealing the tops of her garters if she moved certain ways. Matching red stilettos completed the outfit nicely. Her brown curls hung loosely and fell across her shoulders and down her back in a tousled, windswept style - a slightly untamed look that hinted some wildness. In awe, Jack sat on the bed with mouth open, and hardon raging.
The trio made there way to the wedding, and throughout the ceremony and reception, Amy could hardly keep her eyes off Jack, watching him attentively and getting hornier and wetter by the minute. Her arousal was peaked when, numerous times throughout the evening, she danced with her fantasy man. They slow danced, Jack holding her close, her breasts pressing against his chest. As they moved she felt his pelvis brushing against hers, electrifying her clit and dampening her panties. The longer the dance lasted, the more Amy thought to herself that he must have been rubbing his manhood against her on purpose. She slowly worked her body against his, and was sure she heard murmurs of approval. With their bodies so close it was impossible not to feel every twitch of his hardened cock pressed against her, almost giving her an orgasm right on the dance floor. The song would always end before she came right then and there, and she would reluctantly part ways with him, her panties sopping and her pussy aching.
That was how the reception progressed, with Amy watching Jack and Julia together and pining away as her mind spun her usual lustful fantasies. Occasionally, she would get a dance with him, repeating her near-orgasmic dance ritual, only to return to their table ultimately unfulfilled and left with her dirty thoughts. And so it went, a good time for them all, in a twisted little way, with all three of them enjoying themselves, drinking and dancing the night away.
