You come home from work and notice a strange car in the drive. As you walk in you notice I have a nice fire going and something smells awesome in the kitchen. You hear a strange feminine voice as you walk closer. You stand in the door of the kitchen silently for a minute, smiling, watching me and who you recognize from pictures as my best friend from college. You clear your throat and smile as our eyes meet. I walk over and kiss you, sliding my arm around your waist. "Baby, this is Ashton. You remember me telling you about her."
You and Ashton exchange pleasantries before you excuse yourself to go shower. You can tell that I have had a little something to drink. When you get out of the shower, there is an ice cold Mike's Lime waiting by your clothes with "I Love You" written in the frost on the side of the bottle. You glance at a picture of Ashton and me back in college and notice that neither of us has changed much. She is gorgeous and tall, with long blonde hair and huge tits.. every man's fantasy.
You join us at the table and listen to us telling old college stories. The more we drink, the racier the stories become. You notice I blush several times when she talks about some of the things we used to do. One time I kick her under the table as she starts talking about one party in particular. This really gets your attention and you make a note to ask me about it later.
We finish eating and I excuse myself to go freshen up, leaving the two of you sitting in front of the fireplace talking. I lean over and kiss you before I slip out, whispering to you to not listen to half of what she says while I am gone. You just smile and slide your hand over my ass before I leave, giving me a quick wink.