Blue

“Let’s see... Do the colors have anything to do with the ladies in question?”

“You’re overthinking it. And you’re trying to spoil my fun. Stop that,” she scolded, quickly swatting my face with the folders, “Trust me, there’s no wrong answer in this game. Only sexy fun times.”

“Okay, in that case... let’s go with, for no particular reason, blue.”

“Well, okay, I guess in THAT case there was a connection between the color and the girl.” Farah’s face was that of someone who had just told a great joke until it became obvious I wasn’t catching whatever reference she was making, “Really? Blue? Allez les bleus? If you’re going to have a harem of global cuties, you might want to get a passing understanding of international football. Les Bleus are the national team of France.”

We’d had this argument before, so I knew I was pulling her chain with this one, “Oh, you mean soccer.”

“I most certainly do not. And for that…” Farah groaned as she slowly rose up, allowing my cock to fall out of her pussy, “Ooh...yummy!”

“Oh, yeah, show me just how wrong I was by sucking my dick clean. You have exactly twenty minutes to stop that.”

“Muatuh,” came my new girlfriend’s reply as she mumbled around my member.

As tempted as I was to let her, and me, finish, I was more than a little curious to find out who the blue card represented, “Alright dear, who did the luck of the draw summon into our little harem?”

For the first time since we kissed, Farah didn’t appear to be as sure of herself as normal. I was getting the impression that she went out on a bit of a limb with this choice.

Ceasing her oral **** Farah crawled up to look into my eyes, and softly whispered, “Annette.”

“Annette, my friend from high school Annette? That’s certainly an interesting pick. What made you tag her as an option?”

“First, she’s awesome. Other than you, she’s my best friend outside of Saudi Arabia. Second, she’s SO hot. That short brunette hairstyle of her’s makes her look just like Audrey Hepburn. Just with bigger boobs and bright blue eyes. Ooh! Two connections to blue! Third, her French heritage and fetish could make it fairly easy to get her to go along with our little scheme. And, finally, I know she’s had her eyes on your for a while.”

“Are you sure? I mean, I agree with your other points, but she’s one of my oldest friends, it’s more than a little scary to think that this might fall apart and fuck up our friendship.”

“Oh, she’s flat out told me so.”

“Well, in that case, I’m going to trust you. Yes, let's see if we cannot make her harem member #2. Do you have a plan?"

“Oh, I have a plan,” Farah grinned, while a devious glint came into her eyes.