Chapter 4

I kept a vigil, staring out the window, extremely horny, impatiently waiting for Rachel to arrive. At ten to five, a car turned off the street and parked in the driveway. Out came Rachel, at least I thought it was her! There were definitely a lot of changes to my minds-eye image of her. The dowdy dress was gone, replaced by bright pink pants and a tight fitting white lace top that showed off her ample boobs. No nerdy glasses (contacts?) and her hair was cut rather short and dyed blonde. She was extremely hot and my cock, that was already at half mast, swelled to a full erection in an instant.

I was waiting by the entrance, slightly apprehensive with my tent clearly visible in my shorts, as she opened the door, walked in and embraced me.

“Oh my god, Richard. You really are glad to see me!” she said, her right hand sliding slowly down my t-shirt and then grabbing the big bulge.

The last couple of month’s entries in my blog had prepared me for the seemingly insatiable appetite that Rachel had developed for sex. Apparently at first, she was rather shy and reserved, but that all changed after our first few encounters. Her pent up lust from so many years of abstinence burst out and then she couldn’t get enough of my body. The record was five times in one day!

“I’m a bit surprised since I woke you in the night to fuck me and then I sucked you off this morning before work. But I’m not complaining.”

She dropped to her knees, quickly unzipped my shorts and yanked them off. My cock sprung up very close to her waiting lips. She circled her tongue around the tip and ever so slowly moved her mouth in an out, staring at me with her big blue eyes. I was getting very close to cumming when the phone rang.

“I’d better get that, it might be Josh,” I said, pulling back, walking over to the phone with my dick bobbing up and down.

“Josh, great to hear your voice! What are we up to? Oh just hanging around waiting to hear from you. Come on over and have supper with us.”

I gave him our address and walked towards the kitchen. Rachel intercepted me.

“I can finish you off if you like, please, please!”

“We better throw something together for supper. He’s only about ten minutes away.”

She came up to me, gave me a big kiss, stuck her tongue in my mouth, then sucked deeply on mine to the point where I was afraid it might get uprooted.

‘‘Okay, I guess I’ll just have to wait,” she said, pushing me away and looking in the fridge for some leftovers to heat up.

“So tell me Richard, what’s so special about Josh? You’ve said that he was a great friend of yours. What is it that you like about him? I really want to know more about him before he gets here.”

My first thought was - Well you see Rachel, he has this nice big cock and I really liked to suck it when we were teenagers. Not sure how that would go over with her.

“He was someone who I could talk to about anything and I mean anything. Girls, school stuff, what we wanted to accomplish in life and we had a shared interest in sports, especially baseball. We drifted apart after graduation; he won a scholarship at a college thousands of miles away. I’ve really missed him and wish that I’d made more effort to see him over the years.”

“Is he married?”

“Not that I’m aware of. Guess we’ll do a lot of catching up when he gets here.”

Shortly after we put some lasagna in the oven, there was a knock at the door. I opened it and there was Josh. He was mostly how I remembered him, definitely older, but still slim and muscular.

“Hey man, how’s it going?” he said, offering his hand for me to shake. I shook it, but then we both sensed that this wasn’t enough after all these years so we drew near and hugged.

“Josh, this is my girlfriend Rachel.”

“Hi Rachel. Great to meet you.”

‘Hi Josh,” she said, giving him a short hug, “Richard has told me a few things about you, but I’m looking forward to learning more.”

They talked for a bit. I was watching them and couldn’t help noticing that although Josh was engaging with her, his eyes kept flickering downward to check out her cleavage. When she turned around and bent down to take the lasagna out of the oven, he openly stared at her ass. Was that a swelling starting to appear in his jeans? This could turn out to be a very interesting evening.

“Would you like a beer Josh, rum and cock ... er I mean coke if you prefer? I remember that it was your drink of choice many years ago.”

“Yeah, that’s fine, I still like it. Hey Rich, I’ve got something to ask you that I’ve been thinking about for a long time.”

Rachel was in the kitchen, preparing a salad. We were on the sofa, drinking beer. He leaned in a bit closer to me and said in a quiet voice - “Do you remember the night we had the sleepover? I think we were about fifteen at the time.”

“Yes, I remember it well.”

“Well, I’ve been racking my brain a hundred times or more, trying to figure out what really happened that night. I know that I impulsively took your hand and put it on my stiff cock. Not sure why I did that but I think it had something to do with my wanting to feel someone’s touch on it other than my own.”

“Yeah, I was a bit shocked by you doing it, but I didn’t take my hand away ‘cause it felt pretty good. And I really liked you feeling mine!”

“Okay, here’s the weird part. I have this other memory that a lot more happened that night than us just touching each other. Did I suck you off? And did you do me too?”

“That’s what happened, and it wasn’t just that one night that we did it.”

“Really, I guess I must have blocked that part. To be honest, I have jacked off numerous times thinking about it. Don’t get me wrong, I love women and haven’t done what we did with any other guys. Okay, well that explains a lot. Have you told Rachel?”

“No, I’ve never said anything about it. I’m not sure what she would think of it. We haven’t been together that long but I get the feeling that she’d be cool with it.”

“She’s very hot ... hope you don’t mind me saying that.”

“Yeah, I saw you leering at her and getting a boner. And it looks like you’re still turned on now!”

His cock was staining his jeans. Rachel called us over to the dining room table. Josh hid his crotch as best as he could, sitting down across from us. I’m not sure if Rachel noticed or not.