The box made a loud thump as I dropped it onto the floor of our new home. It was our first house and my girlfriend Natalie and I were very excited to be moving in today. Although we didn't have a large amount of belongings it was enough to require me to enlist the help of two buddies and Natalie had invited her friend Courtney to assist as well. The girls mostly spent their time unpacking while the guys did the heavy lifting. Lucky for me that was the last box from the rental truck. We were done.
"Michael, is that you?" Natalie called from the kitchen. The house was a two-story affair with 3 bedrooms upstairs. It was a magnificent house considering we were moving from a smallish 2-bedroom condominium.
"Yeah." I replied, heading towards her voice, "That was the last box. I sent the guys home so they could shower and stuff." Entering the kitchen I gazed at her. She looked really cute. Bright red hair and shining blue eyes that matched her perfect smile. I kissed her on the cheek and gave her the once over, admiring her petite form. She looked so damn sexy in her khaki shorts and a well-worn, faded blue t-shirt that was probably one size too small. I could tell she was bra-less as her nipples poked out noticeably from her small and very pert tits. I jibed myself that my appearance had that effect on her but rationally decided it was most likely from the open refrigerator she was unpacking items into.
"Courtney still here? I told the guys we'd meet them at Trader Van's and we'd buy them burgers and beer. Sue and Melissa will probably be there too."
Natalie looked at me, her face beaming. "You guys did the hard part today. Tell you what, I'll buy ALL of YOU burgers and beer!" and she kissed me again, this time hard on the lips. "And yes, Courtney is still here. She's unpacking in the bedroom I think. Tell her our plans when you head up to take a shower and make sure she can join us. I dug out our bathroom stuff and some towels earlier. They're in the master bedroom bath. Save some hot water, I'll be right behind you."
One last kiss, "Thanks, babe. You think of everything. Hurry, I'm starving." And I headed up the stairs.
The master bedroom was at the end of the hall. As I approached the wide open door I heard a gasp. Thinking Courtney might have hurt herself I picked up my step and charged into the bedroom. Now it was my turn to gasp.
"Um, hi Courtney. Heh." I meant that to come out in my normal speaking voice but I only managed what could be best described as a squeak. There she was sitting on the edge of the bed, one leg under the other with one foot one the floor. She wasn't hurt at all. She was surrounded by small boxes containing bedroom knickknacks; candles, pictures, those sorts of things, obviously unpacking them.
I guess I had walked in moments after she had opened the box that contained our sex stuff. Over the last year or so we had collected all manner of items to enhance our sex lives. A couple of vibrators; some porn DVDs; various other stuff. In her hands she was holding a 10-inch vibrator. It was one of those realistic-looking penis-shaped vibrators. I think it was supposed to be an actual replica of some semi-famous porn star but I can't recall the name. Besides, that was the last thing on my mind at the moment.
"Um, hey, Michael. I, uh...I was…" she stammered badly. I could tell she was embarrassed as I was. Her face, from behind her gorgeous blond hair, was turning eight shades of red. She absentmindedly continued to hold the fake cock, sort of at half-mast now.
I looked away quickly, unable to look her in the eyes at the moment. "Um, I came up to take a shower. Heh, I'm not sure Natalie meant for you to unpack that particular box." And to break the ice I smirked and added, "No big deal though. I'm sure it's not anything you've never seen before." And I winked at her. I thought it was a pretty safe thing to say. Courtney and I had flirted playfully many times.
"Oh yeah, sure. I've seen them. Hell, I own one. But I've never seen one so big, fake or otherwise. Does Nat really like this?" I could understand Courtney's relative naivety. While no virgin, Courtney, for reasons I never understood, was fairly reserved when it came to sex. I always imagined her as a missionary position-only type of girl and frankly was quite shocked to hear her admit she owned a vibrator. I will also admit that upon learning this tidbit of private information, I was starting to feel the stirrings of a hard-on in my pants.
And why not? Courtney was pretty hot. She was the same age as my girlfriend. Both had just graduated from college. She had a fantastic body with the cutest apple-shaped ass and amazing boobs that pointed high on her chest. I'd always thought she was a cutie and often had secret fantasies of the three of us together when I masturbated.
