JOURNAL-002: “A NEW FRIEND” - Sex Stories

JOURNAL-002: “A NEW FRIEND”

... Jenna was dressed very similarly to Belinda. Short shorts and a tight fitting white sleeveless top. From thirty feet away I could easily make out the points of her always erect nipples pushing against the tight fabric of her top. She hugged Belinda and I hello and introduced us to Nick. Jenna dated a lot of guys in the short time that I'd known her, and each new guy I met left me more confused than the last. She could have had just about any guy she chose, yet she seemed to dig as deep into the douche-bag pile as she could, time after time. Nick was no exception. You know the type. Fitted V-neck tee shirt with some ridiculous print involving a skull or a dragon, manicured eye-brows, getting ready to light a cheap cigar that he thought might make him appear more sophisticated... You know, douche-bag. Thankfully, Nick didn't talk much. In fact, for great chunks of time throughout the night, he would disappear entirely. The conversation between Belin, Jenna and me mostly revolved around our new house. Jenna was one of the few people that Belinda had entrusted with our little secret about Marcella. She knew all about our bizarre love triangle and, if anything, seemed to think it made us 'cool.' She had no gripes about Belinda's bi-sexuality either. Though she never claimed to be bi-sexual herself, Belinda had told me that she and Jenna had made out on numerous drunken occasions back when they worked together. That made me like Jenna even more. After another brief appearance ...

... from Nick, Jenna asked us when she could see the new house. Belinda began to tell her about the house-warming party we would eventually have when I reached into my pocket and withdrew my key ring. "Baby, they gave me the keys this afternoon." I smiled as I dangled the keys in front of her smiling face. After a quick stop by our apartment to grab a portable i-pod player, some playing cards and some booze, we were headed to our future home with Jenna and Nick following behind us. "Where does she find these guys?" I asked Belinda. "Who, Nick?" she replied. "He seems alright." "Are you kidding me?" I scoffed. "That guy is a monumental douche-bag... Like 'king of the douche-bags." Belinda snorted. "Oh, he's not that bad." "I don't get it." I went on. "Jenna's a cool chick, plus she's smokin' hot! I don't see why she keeps going out with these frat boy types." Belinda giggled at me. "You think Jenna's 'smokin' hot?" "Sure." I said, trying to downplay the situation. "You know we made out a few times, right?" Belinda taunted. "Yes, I know." I smiled. Once we got to the house, we gave Jenna and Nick the tour. We then set up shop on the back patio, as there wasn't a stick of furniture in the whole house, save for a dusty old sofa in the garage that had been abandoned by the previous owners. Luckily, the back patio came furnished with a nice wrought iron set including a large table and umbrella along with several chairs as well as four chaises for laying out by the pool. I got the music ...