Jenny kicked herself mentally, what was she thinking? Dean was her best friend. That was all. She cleared her throat loudly, and the blonde saw her be...ore Dean did. She grabbed a blanket and futilely tried to cover herself up. Her tanned face turning bright red. Jenny stood there, arms crossed, an eyebrow raised at Dean. She grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that were lying on the floor and tossed them to her best friend, trying not to look at his surprisingly toned ass, and well-endowed. "Yeah," Dylan said."Then let me see your staff," Violet said. She slipped her fingers between the wrap around his groin, unzipped his pants, and pulled his semi-erect penis out. "Mmmm," she moaned.Violet pressed her lips against Dylan's and slowly tugged on his penis with her index finger and thumb. Dylan pressed his hands to Violet's breasts and gently squeezed them. They were pleasantly firm. Dylan found they were enjoyable to squeeze as he ran his thumbs around her nipples.Violet slipped her. "Oh Yes, you can count on that" was herretort flung over her shoulder as she led the way to the hall closetwhere I helped her on with her coat. We exited into a night filled withfalling snow. I scraped the accumulating white mass from her car, andclimbed in, mindful of just how strange the evening was proceeding.We decided to have a lite dinner at a local restaurant that was alsoknown for outstanding coffee. After shedding our coats, we chose abooth near the window in the back. As I began. "Bad day?" the bartender named Ben asked."My date hasn't shown up," she sighed, heavily."Guy or woman?" he placed her drink in front of her on the bar."Woman. I suppose that's the price to pay for what I do for a living." She noticed me looking at her. "What are you looking at?" she asked, nastily."Nothing, sorry," I said. I went back to my drink and sipped it. I felt my head starting to spin as I was getting a bit tipsy. "Just you look like someone I know."She sighed. "I'm sorry. I was.