You arrive for the weekend visiting your newly married college roommate cold, hungry and tired. You’ve never met Kristi’s husband before, but even when she picks you up at the airport you can already tell she has the clear, rosy complexion of a woman who’s getting fucked regularly, and fucked well.
A short drive later you’re at their country home nestled in the snowy woods. Upon entering you ‘re hit with the wonderful smells of the meal Robert’s preparing. On the livingroom coffee table is a bottle of Chambertin, breathing, and 3 glasses.
Robert walks in with a tray of appetizers and a big grin. He’s exactly what you’ve been led to expect. Medium height and build, rugged but unpolished good looks, a quirky smile and a devilish twinkle in his eyes.
Immediately you’re thinking how much you’d love to have him do you too, but he and Kristi are newlyweds and the whole idea is absurd. You try and put the idea out of your head, but already you’ve got that tingling, wet feeling in your pussy.
He invites you to take a seat, have some wine and appetizers while he finishes dinner. Kristi and you while away a half hour or so, chatting about the old days, when Robert announces dinner is ready.
You’re seating in their comfortable, but not ostentatious, country diningroom. Dinner is well prepared but nothing fancy. All three of you are leisurely enjoying your meal and the good conversation along with it. Still, you can’t help yourself and begin casting glances at Robert, wondering just what he’d look like naked and what he’s like in bed. You find yourself antsy to have the dinner end, so you can hop in bed and relieve the sexual tension building in you.