The Game ... First Time Sex: Part 9 Isis Arrives

I didn't ask if the dress was casual or not, so I dress casual. My gray Baja Mar 2 Fleece pants are warm enough for this time of year. Instead of a hoodie, I put on an Asos long draped front cardigan over a J. Lindeberg - Warren Slim Checked Poplin shirt. Marcus resists wearing a hoodie to dinner too. He wears light gray Hartford linen trousers with a drawstring waist with a Ralph Lauren Slub Cotton Jersey Polo shirt. We are in a somber mood. I am a little nervous. Marcus was just totally cool if not indifferent.

Tonya calls to say they are ten minutes away from my house. Marcus and I go downstairs and sit on the couch in the living area to wait on them to arrive. When we see Donna's car coming up the drive, we go outside to meet them.

Marcus pepped up a bit as he hops in the car and kisses Donna. I scoot in the back next to Tonya and kiss her deeply. Tonya puts her hand between my legs immediately, and I am hard. Since I won't be with Tonya tonight, we could do it to her on the long drive to Donna's house, but it wouldn't be fair to Marcus. Donna reaches out and holds Marcus' hand and drives with her left hand on the steering wheel.

As Donna pulls slowly out the drive, and it suddenly gets a bit somber. I imagine a long black limousine driving our corpses to their burial. This isn't fun at all tonight.

Tonya breaks the ice, "So, what have you guys been doing until we arrived?"

"We beat off knowing we wouldn't be seeing you guys all week," states Marcus.

Everyone pauses, and I start laughing. Donna laughs and Tonya tickles my ribs. The mood livens up, and I am less tense.

"Too bad because I could have taken care of you guys one at a time in on the way to dinner," Tonya laughs.

"He didn't beat of in my bed. I'm not letting him get cum all over my bedspread again," I laugh. "On the other hand, he did take a long time in the shower."

"I am full and ready to erupt, so not to worry about me being ready," Marcus adds.

"Well, just keep building that momentum. I will drill your well soon enough and feel that gusher cumming inside of me. A little patience builds up your urge," instructs Donna.

Guys don't need patience. We are panting with desire and need only the least bit encouragement when anything about sex enters our brains. A short skirt, a tanned pair of legs, knee socks, manicured toes, cologne, see-through dresses, nipples protruding under a shirt, cleavage, hair tossing, cute asses, watching girls drink using a straw, licking lips, and a million other cues are genetically programmed into our nerves to make us get a hard on. We don't need patience added to that list.

"We dressed casually. We don't need coats do we?" I ask.

Donna laughs, "Of course not. My dad is retired military, and you know we don't do coat and tie dinners like you guys."

"Okay, truth time," I say.

"What truth?" asks Donna.

I explain, "Marcus is bummed out about meeting Donnie."

"Hey, don't speak for me," he says as he looks over the back seat at me.

"Well, speak for yourself then. You haven't said much since you got in the shower," I explain.

"What's wrong?" Donna asks Marcus.

"This isn't part of what we agreed on," he says.

"Good point," I say to back up Marcus.

Tonya pokes my ribs.

Undaunted, Donna explains, "Wow. I thought you guys would jump at the chance to meet Donnie. He still means a lot to me. Remember, if it weren't for him, none of us would be here tonight. I would appreciate it if you guys would perk up when you meet him."

"I will perk up for you," says Marcus.

"Me too," I add.

"That sounds better," Tonya says to me.

"OK. I told him all about us, and he really wants to meet you guys," Donna says.

"I want to meet him," says Tonya.

"Don't get any ideas," I warn Tonya playfully and reach under her skirt to feel her pussy.

"Well, you guys better not pout during dinner," Donna warns.

"I won't, but if I don't like him, I'm gonna tell him he can't fuck you right there at that table," Marcus warns.

"Go for it Marcus," I laugh.

"OK. Now you guys got me worried," Donna laughs seemingly unconcerned.

"We're just kidding. You know that," I laugh.

"I may not be kidding," Marcus laughs as Donna grabs his crouch.

"Well everyone chill out, and I will play some music to calm us down," says Donna.

"Good," says Tonya.

Donna plays the Goo Goo Dolls 'Iris.'

... And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cuz I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cuz sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight ...

Donna continues playing the music. Tonya kisses my neck, and I rub her pussy through her panties, but I don't want to get her too hot at the moment since we won't be doing it tonight. Donna holds Marcus hand and rubs his thigh, but he is as cold as ice. This is not going well at all.

We get to Donna's house, and I'm in a mild panic, and I see that Marcus is noticeably shaken as we go to the front door. We walk into the foyer, and Donna takes our coats and hangs them in the front closet. Her house is decorated for the holidays. It's cozy inside, but Marcus and I are very nervous. I try not to show outward affection toward Tonya since all the adults are around. I hear activity coming from the kitchen, and Donna's step-mom, Diane, greets us.

"Hey guys, welcome. Do you want anything to drink?" she asks.

Diane is about 35 and gorgeous with sandy blonde hair like Tonya's and a trim body. Donna's mom passed away before she can remember, and her dad married Diane when Donna was 12. Diane is a like a sister or pal. Donna has no resentment of her step mom, and she and Diane get along well especially after Diane acted so cool and discretely got Donna on the pill.

Marcus and I are a little intimidated and hesitate to answer, but Donna says, "I'll get some drinks. Don't worry about us."

Donna motions for us to follow her into the living room. There is a fire in the fireplace and snacks arrayed nicely on three tables. Donna's father comes in the room. He is over 40, but looks much younger.

"Merry Christmas guys," he says.

As is traditional and also polite, we are all eager to wish him Merry Christmas too although there are two other major religions represented in our group. Tonya and I sit on the couch, and Marcus sits in one of the arm chairs. Donna brings us some punch.

Donna says, "Just a minute. I'll be back."

Donna's father asks, "So I guess you guys are enjoying your vacation?"

Tonya is quick to respond, "Yes. It's really nice to be off."

I feel obligated to say something too, "Marcus and I are getting a lot of game playing time in."

Oh great. That's sounds really productive, but it is true. Geez, we've been studying all year, a little gaming is relaxing. I wanted to say that we've been fucking every night as I tried to think of something funny to keep my mind off what is coming.

Donna's father says, "I understand everyone is doing well at school, so what you do with your free time is your own business. If I could sleep in, I would do it every day."

Of course, true to form Marcus is sitting like a gawd damn ice statue daring not to utter a word leaving me to say something.

Donna's father says, "Donnie's dad and mom are in the kitchen with Diane. You guys don't be bashful and eat some snacks while I see how long we have before we go to the table."

"Thank you, sir," I say as I stand in respect as he starts to leave the room.

Then he says, "Here comes Donnie and Donna now."

Marcus and Tonya stand up too. A second later Donna escorts Donnie into the room. I see a handsome guy with a buzz cut dressed very nicely with polished leather shoes. Donnie is about my height, and I calculate about three or four years older. He comes over and shakes both of our hands as we introduce ourselves.

Donna's father says, "I'll check in the kitchen."

Donnie says, "Donna spent a little while talking before she picked you guys up. She brought me up to date about what all you guys have been doing."

I'm at a loss for words, and of course Marcus isn't saying anything either. So Donna probably told him that I was his first replacement and now Marcus fucks like a rock star.

Tonya says, "The guys live over 30 minutes away from us, but we get together almost every weekend."

"And during the holidays we planned to see each other on the weekdays too," Marcus chimes in seemingly to establish his territory.

"Well, it's nice to meet all of you. Donna says you really have been close this past fall," says Donnie.

I'm thinking our bodies couldn't be closer.

"I was so excited when I found out you were coming," Donna says to Donnie.

Donna sits on the arm of the chair next to Marcus, and Donnie sits in the other armed chair. The conversation is forced and a bit awkward.

Now I'm sitting like an ice statue.

Suddenly and tall girl with a short skirt comes into the room. She has blue eyes and thick, straight, black hair with bangs down to her eyebrows and to top it all, she has on a beautiful gold necklace matching a similar headband. Her eyes have a tasteful blue shadow and her eyelashes look seductively long. She has a deep shade of red lipstick on and her face is a smooth as Snow White. She is has to be the Egyptian goddess Isis. I fight not to get a hard on. Please gawd don't let me stick out with all of these people around, but I can't resist. I look up and down her long legs and fantasize about fucking her for hours.

Donnie stands and says, "Guys, this is my fiancé Trish."

Well gawd damn. I repeat, gawd fucking damn. Fiancé?

Marcus stands and is quick to respond, "Hello. I'm Marcus."

"So this is Donna's Marcus," she says like Galadriel soothing Gimli in the Lord of the Rings.

She greets Tonya and me cordially but seems to focus on Marcus.

What the fuck just happened? Did Donna know about this before Donnie arrived or was she as surprised as we were? I look at Tonya, and she isn't giving off any cues to what she thinks. Marcus is staring at Trish like he just saw a ghost. I'm so stunned and coming down from high anxiety which is the only thing that keeps me from getting hard. Marcus and I are obviously shaken. Of course, we thought that Donnie would be in hot pursuit of Donna and not attached to another girl.

Well the pause could get uncomfortable, so I speak up, "It's nice to meet you."

I look at Donna who is smiling. Please read chapter 10 to find out what happened that night after dinner.