This is my first submission, I greatly appreciate all feedback.
Big thanks to Whoredinarygirl for the editing.
There are already 3 more chapters in the works, I hope you enjoy.
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My name is Dan. I consider myself to be average in every way: dark brown hair, hazel eyes and medium build.
I used to think at 6'3 I was tall, but more and more everyone else seems to be getting taller.
I have a mundane job in data entry, but I at least have had opportunity to work with some great people.
Emma is my best friend, not just at work but a real best friend. We understand each other, tolerate each other, and work very well together.
Personally, I would have taken things further if not for her long term boyfriend or me being married when we first met and her insistence that I'm like her brother.
I respond by telling her she's like my stepsister. I love her in a non-sexual way, but I can still admit she is very sexy: with blonde hair, green eyes, and a gorgeous smile. She also has a beautiful figure, D cup breasts that I'm sure would only sag slightly if set free, sweet curves, and an ass I know I've been caught checking out as she bends over at work a million times.
Seeing me through my divorce brought us closer and probably pushed my friendship into adoration and a longing for someone who can understand me and support me like she does, but still think of me sexually.
Sitting at my desk watching the clock on a friday afternoon Emma comes over to lean against my desk
"What's the plan for your weekend?"
I take a moment to think it over and try to see some cleavage, but am thwarted by the layers of tops she constantly wears at work.
"Dunno, watch some movies, go for a run, nothing exciting. You?"
"Mark and I are having some people over for a barbecue on Saturday night."
I'm not expecting an invite at this point because although Emma is my best friend, she has a much wider circle of friends, most I've never met. She seems to be thinking it over and comes to a decision.
"You should come. It's all people you know but it's also all couples."
I've never been uncomfortable around people and being single after so long, I do like a chance to pickup, but not seeing anything better on my schedule I think stuff it.
"Sounds cool, need me to bring anything?"
"Just yourself and your drinks," she replies, rewarding me with one of those killer smiles.
Finally knockoff time rolls around and heading out to the car, I wait for Emma to confirm Saturday night.
"Who else is coming for the barbie?"
"Erica and Tom, Rachel and Brad, Natalie and Darren, us and you now."
"Great, I guess I'll see you all there, then." I was starting to look forward to Saturday night as these were people I knew pretty well.
At the last company both Emma and I worked there, Rachel, Natalie and Erica all worked with us there as well.
Being familiar with everyone going I knew it wouldn't be an awkward night.
Brad was into video games and rugby like me, so he was easy to talk to.
Darren was always good for a laugh and just had heaps of stories to swap. Mark and Tom were car guys. Having some previous experience in the car industry but not being interested, I could at least hold a conversation.
Saturday was all pretty much wasting time until the barbecue.
I made sure to shower, wash my hair, and shave.
I always tried to keep my pubic area well shaved as hair itched and drove me insane.
You also never know when someone might be in the area.
Driving out to Emma's house, I stopped by the bottle shop for supplies and was there before the others.
Emma opened the door wearing a black, vintage style dress that made her look stunning.
At work she wore layers to hide herself. Her theory was that her body was for her to show off to those she chose, to not everyone that passed by.
This dress certainly showed her off; her breasts were pressed together and lifted slightly, resulting in some gorgeous cleavage from my higher vantage point.
The dress stopped just short of her knees, giving the occasional flash of some very soft inviting looking thighs.
I was ushered inside and said hi to Mark with a handshake.
Mark was maybe 5'6 and another guy I would have described as totally average, but I had to admit he has some very piercing blue eyes.
Making small talk asking about his work and his drag car earned me a trip to the shed to see the latest round of work.
By the time we returned, Natalie and Darren were in the kitchen chatting away with Emma.
Natalie and Darren are a very fit couple, training together they both maintain themselves nicely.
Natalie still has some impressive D cup breasts and an ass that is supremely firm from her fitness. She was wearing simple jeans and a t-shirt that really shows her ass and legs off well.
Mark starts prepping the barbecue and Emma has her hands full of salad when the next knock comes.
"I'll get it for you, Em," I call out heading for the door.
Opening it reveals Rachel and Brad.
Another fitness driven couple. Brad is more a lifter and muscle builder than Darren and it shows, but Rachel, while fit, still has some very soft looking parts to her womanly figure.
With her weight loss her boobs shrank, much to her horror from a C cup to a B, but she was genetically blessed with a nicely rounded ass that never disappeared.
Both wearing shorts and t-shirts, I wave them through with a handshake and a hug just in time for Erica and Tom to pull up.
Watching this gorgeous little pixie exit the car was making me regret wearing jeans myself, and I predicted that this wouldn't be the last time for the night I had to try and secretly adjust myself.
Erica is a tiny thing, barely weighing more than 50kg, and the youngest of the gathering at 21.
But with bright red hair and a gorgeous smile, she was still captivating, being young enough to still enjoy wearing small dresses that made men keep looking to try and see something peeking out.
Tom was your typical looking football player wearing the much seen t-shirt and jeans of the evening.
With everyone gathered, we all exchanged updates on life and enjoyed a great dinner with plenty of drinks and good friends.
After the food, most people broke off into small groups of discussion around the lounge room.
Not being caught in one of these groups, I sat in an armchair to reflect on being single in a room full of couples.
Slowly I was considering making my excuses and going home while there was enogh time to watch a movie before I got too tired, when Emma wandered over and sat on the arm of the chair.
"You aren't leaving yet," she says.
With I chuckle I tell her, "Get out of my head Em, you might find some stuff that will scare you in there."
Leaning in with one hand resting on my leg for balance she said, "Really? I think you'd be surprised at what it takes to scare me."
My cock is very aware of her hand on my leg and starts to harden, making me shift slightly to allow it some room to grow. Emma leans in a little closer with her lips brushing my ear and whispers,