” Matt said. “Well, we’ve made out a couple of times in high school so of course. But still Matt…” I said. “You can’t be serious right n...w.” “Alright fine peanut gallery. What about what Dan thinks?” Matt said, turning his attention to Dan, ignoring my plea for his sanity. Matt got up from behind me and headed back into the kitchen. “Ok, so I’ll admit that yeah, I’ve thought about it. But I’ve never had a threesome, and this kind of thing can ruin a friendship.” Dan said. “Ok fine. It was. Invite him over. Hell, invite him to spend the night. He can take care of your problem." Can't, Daddy," Emily said and returned the phone to it's holder. "First off, Hartwell family tradition. From Thanksgiving to Christmas, they leave town every weekend to go visit relatives. You should know that."Dave hadn't remembered but did once Emily mentioned it. The Hartwell's were a very family-oriented clan. Between Thanksgiving and Christmas they would leave town every single weekend to go off and. As soon as we were on the road, she introduced herself as Jessi. My mouth unhinged itself from my top jaw and I had to make sure that I was not dreaming any of this. So, I pinched myself and sure enough it hurt like hell, the pain from the pinch that I had given myself was a small sacrifice. Here I was sitting next to my dearest and closest friend, though, I could not stop looking at her.As I was looking I could not help but think "damn she is gorgeous." Jessi informed me that I would not be. I ran my fingers up her leg and found her pussy through her pants. I could feel the moisture though the two layers of fabric between her and my hand. She let out a soft moan into my mouth as I rubbed her. I pulled away, took her hand, and led her to the front desk. I could tell she was nervous, but she was holding together quite well. Much better than my first time. (Which is another story all together.) She sat down on the desk, my standing over her, and we took off our shirts. Her breasts.