The Threesome

CHAPTER 1

Time passed and Finn got engaged to a girl named Sally. Shoulder length shiny brunette hair, perky boobs, soft and darting topaz eyes, loads of fun and a good listener. Finn had since canned the notion of a threesome happening and besides, she was a keeper not someone to share his naughty fantasies with. Not till later.

Finn graduated from college with a diploma in graphic design and landed a job at a nearby computer firm. Things were looking up. Sally got promoted to senior clerk at work, so she enjoyed an increase. They moved from their cramped apartment into a townhouse and invited mutual friends around about once a month for barbecues and drinks. Finn looked forward to those evenings. He'd dress up in jeans and a buttoned-down shirt, wax his jet-black hair and finger comb it back into a carefree style. He was easy on the eye, and he knew it, but pretended he didn't. His powder blue, narrow eyes were his trump card and he spent hours in front of the mirror as a young man practising seductive facial expressions that accentuated his eyeballs.

Sally would really let hair down at these parties and after everyone had left, they'd hit the sack, have dirty drunken sex, and pass out till noon the next day.

One night, at one of their parties, Finn noticed a very young attractive girl pouring herself a glass of red wine. Finn studied her for a minute. He was quite taken by her grace and air of sophistication. The way she extended her slender tanned arm to set the bottle down. The self-conscious turn of her head as she directed her gaze toward the occupants of the room. Her radiant, oval-shaped, indigo eyes caught Finn's, and she blushed a shallow shade of crimson and then those plum shaded lips curled into a long mischievous smile which filled her face with a joyful and seductive expression. Her blonde, shoulder length hair, parted on the right and cascaded in a bob which framed her high cheekbones. Finn gazed at her, his beer in his hand, poised at his hip. Just then Sally appeared between them in an excited and animated mood.

"Oh Finn, this is Charlene. She is my new colleague. Charlene meet Finn." She sided up to Finn but her hands in a possessive curl around his bicep and smiled with pride in Charlene's direction. Charlene extended her arm, Finn grasped it in a gentle shake.

"Pleased to meet you," Finn said slowly. Remembering to smile

"Likewise," Charlene responded. She glanced at Sally and winked, which Finn felt was unexpected, as though a private moment had passed between them. "Sally has told me a lot about you Finn. To which Sally giggled and blushed. "All the good things of course."

Sally took hold of Finn's hand. "All good things of course," she repeated.

Charlene had arrived alone and seemed very chatty with Sally. As the three of them talked about work and colleagues Finn became aware of her free spirited and outgoing nature. She held a responsible position at work, yet she could slip into party mode and mingle with ease among the guests and when everyone started leaving to go home, she stayed behind and helped Sally and Finn clean up. When it came time for her to go home, she gave Sally and Finn a hug and kiss.

Finn was not sure if it was the beer that had gone to his head or that they had had such a wonderful evening, but he felt especially horny and couldn't wait for Sally to come to bed. He undressed hurriedly and put his arms around her while she brushed her teeth. He pushed up close to her from behind and felt himself harden against her lovely plump ass.

She removed her toothbrush and smiled back at him in the cabinet mirror.

"Hey babe, she said, feeling extra frisky tonight I, see?"

"Mmm, I can't help that you drive me crazy," he mumbled as he nuzzled the nape of her neck, perfumed with a combination of Burberry and clean perspiration.