Dana slipped silently into Tyler's room trying desperately not to stumble over the piles of clothes strewn wildly around the room. Tyler never kept his room in very good shape, she snickered as she made her way over to Tyler's bed. She had planned this weeks ago with her boyfriend Lane. Tyler and Lane were best friends and shared a house together, they had lived together for almost a year now and during that entire time Tyler maintained one rule, no sex in his bed.
Dana had never dreamt of sleeping in Tyler's bed until he had mentioned it, and since that day she had been dying to have Lane in Ty's bed. Tyler was a nice guy but a venerable idiot with women, he hadn't been with a women since Dana had known him and that was pushing two years now. Meanwhile Lane had been delivering great sex night after night in the room just two doors down. It was no secret that Tyler had crushed on Dana before Lane had made his move, and since it was no secret Dana mercilessly flaunted herself in front of Tyler.
Just this morning before work she had slipped out of Lane's room wearing nothing but a long T-shirt. Tyler as usual was getting ready for work, while watching ESPN as always. She came out walking seductively around the room while Tyler silently ignored her eating a dry piece of toast. She strolled by the TV he was engrossed in, lifting her arms high over her head in a fake stretch, letting her shirt ride up her smooth tanned legs to stop just short of her bare pussy.
Tyler took it all stoically only allowing his eyes to linger for a few seconds before he buried his head in the morning paper. She smiled to herself as she slithered sexily into his bed. She almost wanted Tyler, just to see if his lusty glare equaled his bedroom fervor.
Her mind strayed to thoughts of Tyler slipping his tongue inside her, that same sex filled look on his face as he forcibly fucked her for everything he was worth.. Dana's hand drifted to her wet box as she seductively teased herself beneath her red panties with the word slut embroidered on the ass of the panties. Lane loved her slut panties, and matching red bra. She took her hand from her panties and gave herself a look over. Lane would be here soon, they were going to have to do this quick because Tyler would be home in another hour. Her long brown hair hung just short of her shoulders, almost framing her perfect C-cups. Her olive brown midsection highlighted by the diamond star stud she had in her belly button. The panties she wore framed her wide hips nicely giving her the hour glass shape that men adored so much. Then her pride and joy Latin jewel, her beautifully shaped ass, which drove men wild everywhere she went. She looked good, and knew Lane would be more then turned on for this naughty little fuck.
The door opened and Lane's figure slipped into the room, he expertly maneuvered the dark room silently making his way for the bed. He slipped his shirt off over his head and dropped his pants as he made his final steps to the bed. Dana's hand shot out caressing his leg as he started to sit down on to the bed, she almost shrieked as Lane jumped at her touch.
