Sharing a bed with (M)y gf and her (F)riend

A few years ago me (25) and my girlfriend Stephanie (24) had some friends get married in another city. It was close enough to drive, which was lucky because we were broke. It wasn't close enough to drive back that night, which was also lucky, but seemed unlucky at the time.

The bride was one of Stephanie's friends, so most of the people we knew were other women in their friend group. To save money Steph asked me if I would be willing to share a hotel room with some of them, so I said yes and didn't think anything else about it until we checked in for the weekend.

We happened to arrive at the same time as the others, so standing at the check-in counter was where I found out that we were sharing a room with two queen beds with four other women. Apparently no one else's boyfriends had wanted to come.

Maybe this sounds hot, but at the time I was annoyed. Having to have a third person in the bed was a virtual guarantee that I would be on the outside with Stephanie in the middle, with no room to sleep and no way to have sex on a weekend away.

But l decided I would be a good sport and make the most of it. We checked in to the hotel in the afternoon, and the wedding was a little later in the early evening with the reception after that, so we all headed up to the room to get ready.

Since I was the only guy, I ended up getting dressed in the room in front of the mirror on the wall across from the beds while the five women fought for counter space and mirror space in the bathroom. Since they were all in the bathroom I decided I didn't need to be particularly shy about changing. And as soon as I pulled off my shirt and dropped my underwear was when Maisie (25) walked out of the bathroom.

Maisie and Stephanie had known each other since elementary school, but they weren't super close. She was probably the friend Steph was least close to in the room. She was a barely 5'1'' brunette, skinny, A cup boobs, with a very pretty face. A smile that could light up a room. And that smile is exactly what she gave me as she walked out of the bathroom and saw me standing there fully naked.

She was already in her dress, a very short deep blue that flared out a little- the kind that if you twirled her would float up a little. It was also cut very deep- since her boobs weren't that big, she was always showing a lot of cleavage with no bra. And she just stood there in that dress and smiled until the smile turned into a smirk. She didn't say anything, so no one else knew she was staring at me naked. It probably only lasted 5 seconds but it felt so long. Finally I snapped out of it and pulled my underwear on, and she walked to her bag and pulled out a straightener.

I hurriedly pulled on my pants and shirt, and walked closer to the mirror to tie my tie. I know how to tie a tie. But I was so flustered from Maisie seeing me naked and also trying to stare at her in that dress out of the corner of my eye that I kept getting it the wrong length and having to redo it. After like 5 tries, she walked over to me. "Here, let me." Since I'm so much taller than her, she had me sit down on the bed, and she made sure to get close so I was staring right down her dress while she tied it. She also ran her palms and fingers along the sides of my neck way more than necessary, so by the time she finished I was fully hard. "Ok, done," she said, and stepped back to let me stand. When I didn't, she looked down and saw how hard I was, the ouline of my dick showing clearly in the dress pants, and she gave me that brilliant smile again. That was when another of the girls walked out of the bathroom, and she stepped away from me to lend Lauren her straightener.

Everyone finished getting ready and we headed down. The wedding was fine, the reception had an awkward toast from the Bride's father, but there was an open bar. Remember I said we were broke? I took full advantage. I kept trying to make eye contact with Maisie but she ignored all through dinner and the first part of dancing, even though we were at the same table.

Before the end of the night, I had too much to drink. The perils of an open bar. I told Steph I had to head back to the room, and left without saying anything to anyone else. The reception had a few more hours, but the room kept spinning. I think I was out as soon as I hit the bed.

I woke up a few hours later in the middle of the night. The room was completely dark but not quiet- I guess one of the girls can't sleep without white noise so she always travels with a sound machine. I was in the middle of the bed, with Steph on one side and Maisie on the other. I guess since I was already passed out they weren't that worried about sleeping arrangements.

I had to pee so I carefully crawled out past Steph, and when I got back she was snoring a little, so I thought they were both still asleep. Until I felt a hand grab my dick over my boxers.

I looked over and Maisie's eyes were open and she was looking right at me while rubbing me. I guess I was still drunk because I didn't think about it or hesitate- I went in to kiss her. She turned away and shook her head, but took my hand and put it on her nipple under the loose shirt she was wearing. I played with it for a minute before sliding my hand down, along her belly, touching her thighs, and then over to touch her pussy. I expected to need to move her panties, but either she had gone to sleep without them or she had taken them off while I was in the bathroom.

I started teasing her lips slowly, and slid a finger in. She was dripping wet, wetter than anyone else I had ever felt. I had to go slow so we wouldn't move the bed, but I could tell she was enjoying it from the way she was bucking her hips. At one point she started to moan a little, quietly, so she bit my shoulder to keep quiet.

While I had one hand playing with her pussy, I lifter her shirt and started to tongue her nipples lightly, first one, then the other. Then while I was fingering her, I used the thumb on the same hand to gently rub her clit. Almost the second I touched it she let out a sharp intake of breath and grabbed my arm- I could feel her whole body basically vibrate as she came. She pulled my hand away then she kissed me- the only time she kissed me through the whole experience- long and deep, with lots of tongue. She didn't close her eyes so she stared right at me with her tongue in my mouth- and then she pulled away, pulled her shirt down, pulled the blanket up, rolled over and went to sleep.

Not once did she touch me under my underwear, just the light rubbing outside of it when we started. I found out later from Steph that this is a classic Maisie move. She loves to hook up with a guy, have him get her off, and then find some excuse to end once she finishes, to leave him wanting more. Steph didn't know this, but I did absolutely want more.