Amy's Night 2

This time it was Amy's idea to get together with Dave. He and I have actually become pretty good friends. After all, we have something in common. Well, we were supposed to get together last weekend for Amy's birthday, but he was called out of town for work, so we had to wait until this weekend for any get-together. All week Amy talked about what we were going to do on our weekend with Dave. The sex we had the week before was phenomenal. I knew she'd come around to it once she tried it, and she handled it like a pro. 

We decided to go out on Friday night to dinner and meet up with Dave later at a club. Amy mulled over what to wear for a while, and since it was a cool evening she opted to wear the crotch-numbing leather pants because Dave loves them. It amazed me that she was very much utilizing her great body in sexy clothes. We went back to my place so Amy could change for our evening with Dave. The tension was incredible, totally filled with sexual energy. I got the feeling that Amy was as anxious as I was for the evening to arrive. When Amy stepped from the bedroom in the pants, a white lace top and pumps, I knew it was going to be a rough evening for me. My dick was already stiff as a board. 

All through dinner, both men and woman gave Amy the once over. When she sat, the pants tightened up around her thighs just enough to tease and titillate. Amy made a habit of adjusting them every now and then as a trio of guys at the table across from us eyed her. I tried to imagine them with their cocks out and pushing them into her mouth, but my stomach just began to settle down, so I literally blocked it from my mind. Man, it was tough! After dinner we decided to head over to the club and meet up with Dave, which was going to be the beginning of an eventful night! 

We met up with Dave around 9:00, and he was talking with another guy. He took one look at Amy and smiled. "Damn, you look hot as always, babe," he said, then hugged her softly. His friend was giving Amy's perfect ass the once-over, then Dave introduced us to Geoff. We all sat around and had a couple of drinks (no doubt to loosen us up). After nearly an hour of talking, Geoff announced that he should leave and get home to the wife. Amy looked up from her third drink and whined, "Oh, are you leaving already?" 

Geoff looked Amy up and down as she sat there sipping her drink with her legs crossed ever so sexy and smiled. "Well, I guess you talked me into hanging out for a while." 

Dave asked me to come to the bar to get some more drinks, but when we were out of earshot of the two of them, he said, "Man, I didn't plan for him to be here tonight. He just happened to be here." I told him it was fine, but he wouldn't let up. "He's a pussy hound, man. You have to watch him constantly. You oughta see his wife. She's a brunette ex-model that is fucking stunning, but he still screws everything that moves." Dave actually sounded a little jealous. 
"Well, it's cool, man," I assured him. "Amy can handle it." 

Dave grabbed the drinks and said, "Just because you're hung like a horse, don't think that every woman wants to fuck you, you know? I don't know man, he's shady as all hell. There's just something about him that's weird." 
"Hung well, huh?" I asked, trying not to sound too interested. 
Dave nodded and rolled his eyes. "Like a goddamn garden hose." 
I wanted to ask how he knew, but I figured I'd leave it alone. Suddenly, my mind began racing again... 
Geoff was hung. Well, what would you have done? 

We got back to the table to see Geoff shamelessly putting moves on Amy. She smiled and stared intently into his eyes as he delivered a bevy of pickup lines that almost assured him a blowjob with most women. We sat down and Dave and I started talking about hockey while Geoff monopolized Amy's ears. Amy seemed really attracted to him, which left me feeling bad for Dave. Then Geoff made his move. 
"Are those pants soft?" he asked, looking them up and down her legs. 

"Amazingly soft," Amy replied. "Here, feel." She took his hand and placed it on her knee, whereupon he rubbed the fabric slowly. 
"Ooh, yeah, those are awesome pants," he said. 
Then Geoff asked Amy to dance, which struck the perfect chord in a tipsy Amy and they went off. Amy whipped up a frenzy, showing off her dancing moves and no doubt hardening every working cock within eye's view. Suddenly, I saw what was so incredibly sexy about Amy and those leather pants -- she had every curve on her lower body accentuated perfectly with the tight fabric, and she was loving every second of it. 
Dave didn't look too pleased, but I leaned over to him and said, "Hey man, I wouldn't worry about him." He smiled, shook his head and drank his beer slowly.
I figured that this was a good opportunity for me to excuse myself from the bar and go into the bathroom to adjust my raging hard-on. Man, it took everything I had not to relieve myself right there; I was literally turning purple! I knew that when I eventually had an orgasm, it would probably hurt like hell, not to mention completely coat everything within a six-foot radius! After calming down as much as I could, I noticed a dispenser for condoms on the wall, so I figured just to be safe I'd grab a couple for the night. 

When I went back to the table, Amy was sitting between Dave and Geoff, her hand resting on Geoff's leg. I figured it was the right time to suggest we leave. Amy asked if she could talk to me for a minute, so we excused ourselves and went over to the bathrooms. 
"What's up?" I asked. 

"Would it be terrible of me to say that Geoff wants to come by tonight too?" 
"What about Dave?" I asked. "You know, he's feeling really shitty right now." 
Amy rolled her eyes. "Oh shit, it's not like he owns me or anything. After all, we're doing him a courtesy, right?" I was really shocked that she was being such a bitch! "I mean, I did him already," she added. "What the fuck else does he want?" 

It was obvious that Amy had had a little too much to drink, so I said, "You know, let's forget this tonight. You're in no shape for anything now." 
She shot me the most incredible look of anger and said, "Don't tell me what I can and can't do. If I wanna go with him, then that's what we're doing. After all, you started this shit by not being able to control your sick fantasies, so live with it!" 
Before I could say anything, she added, "Now, here's what's up. Geoff wants to meet us at your place, so let's just do that rather than going to Dave's." 
"And what about Dave?" I said. 

"He can come by if he wants, he's your friend." 
"Well, he's more your friend than mine. I don't suck my friend's cock," I shot back. 
Amy smiled and said, "Nope, you just like to watch." With that, she walked away and picked up her purse on the table. She said something to Dave, then bounced towards the door with Geoff following right behind. The sight of her leather-covered ass walking out the doors was still quite the turn on, and to be honest I didn't really care at that point what she did with him, or anyone else. If she wanted to act like a spoiled slut, then let her! My thought was what to say to Dave; it was quite embarrassing, to say the least. I went back to the table and Dave looked up at me and laughed, shaking his head. 
"I'm sorry, man," I said sincerely. "She's fuckin' drunk..." 

"And that's how Geoff likes them," he replied.
"Well, what now?" I asked naively. 
Dave shrugged. "Let's just call it a night, man." 
"Well, shit, where the fuck did they go?" I asked. "I don't want to just leave her downtown, you know?" Now I was a little worried about Amy. 
Dave shrugged again. "She'll be all right. He's no killer or anything." With that, he patted my shoulder, said he'd call me during the week and left. I waited around for over an hour hoping that Amy would come back and come to her senses, but by 1:30 a.m. I knew the score and went home. 

The next morning I was awakened at 8 in the morning by a rudely ringing phone. I picked it up to Dave's voice. 
"Hey bud, I have some news for you about last night," he said. He was obviously on a cell phone because I could hear car horns blaring in the background. 
"What? What happened?" I said, cutting him off and suddenly fully awake. 

"Okay, here's the shit," he began. "Geoff was going to take Amy back to his brother's place in Lincoln Park, but it didn't even get that far." 
"Okay..." I said, still listening intently. 
"Well," Dave began, "I'm going to give you what I got from Amy this morning; just bear with me...."