Katy agreed. She had always liked Devon: he was charming, athletic, intelligent and devishly good-looking - tall, black, muscular. And twenty minutes alone with him in her house didn't sound like a Bad Thing by any stretch of the imagination.
On Tuesday evening, Katy made sure she got home a little early from work. She threw off her work clothes and decided to dress in something just a little bit sexy - a close fitting shirt with plenty of cleavage, and her most hugging jeans. Afterall, she didn't want Devon to think Tony was going to marry a minger.
At seven the door bell rang. Katy answered the door and let Devon in. If anything, he was more handsome than she had remembered. "Hi Devon," she said, blushing (though she was not sure why). "Come in." Devon gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, saying "Hello, beautiful - thanks for letting me come."
"Perhaps you should thank Tony. It isn't many men who would feel comfortable leaving their fiancees alone with such an eligible bachelor." Katy reddened again - had she really said that? She showed Devon into the front room. "Now, I understand there is a game to play and you need to ask me some questions?"
"Correct. Now this is going to be a little embarrassing - but it is done in the spirit of a stag night. What I want to do is ask you some questions about Tony, and then during his stag night, ask him the same questions, but get him to predict what your answer was. Is that okay?"
Katy thought for a moment. She could see that these might be a little sexual in nature, but what the hell. It was for Tony's stag night, and he should be a little embarrassed. "Okay, but I reserve the right not to answer them."
"Question one. Does Tony have the largest cock you have seen in real life?" Devon looked a little flustered asking that one.
Katy thought for a couple of seconds. Tony had been her only lover, but her hen night had revealed some she thought were quite a lot bigger. She took a deep breath. "No. But that is only because of my hen night. He is plenty large enough for a girl with simple tastes. Next."
"Question two. What is Tony's favourite position, and is it yours?"
"He likes doggy-style best, but I prefer being on top."
"Question three. How long does Tony last before he comes?"
Katy was starting to feel a little hot under the collar. All this talk of her sex life was making her a little uneasy, but also strangely horny. "It depends. Anywhere between a couple of minutes and five," she answered. "Is that all?" Devon asked. "Oh, you poor woman."
Katy licked her lips, plucking up courage. "Devon, do you mind if I ask you a question?"
"Not at all. Shoot." |