Derrick

"It only makes sense," said Brad, "he and Celine do it so I'd feel comfortable with you and him."

Derrick, you thought. He had alway been attractive, confident, he took good care of himself.

"That being said," said Brad, "a few ground rules."

The rules were as follows:

1. Brad always knows when you're getting together
2. Outside of the arranged dates there is no contact
3. Brad picks the outfit.
4. Immediately after the date Brad gets to reclaim you.

"Sounds fair," you said trying to contain your excitement.

"I'll talk to Derrick," said Brad.

The week leading up to your night with Derrick was everything you could have wanted, Brad couldn't keep his eyes off of you, or his cock out of you. One minute he'd bend you over the table and dump his load into you and an hour later he'd be fucking you into the couch. The spark you had been looking for was back, only now that wasn't enough, you needed to see that desire from another man.

The entire day of you were trembling with anticipation, Brad took you tue second he woke up and in the shower before he left for work. You had your hair done and were putting the finishing touches on your make-up when he got home.

"Fuck," said Brad as he saw you.

"Ready to dress me hun?" you asked.

He wordlessly nodded yes and went to the lingerie you'd laid out.

"The white one," he said, "since its your first time."

You slowly put it all on as he hungrily eyed you. Next were white shoes to match and finally was the dress he picked out, it was his favorite purple date night dress because it had a plunging neckline and hugged tight to your waist.

"I'm a lucky guy," said Brad grabbing your waist as you finished getting dressed, "and Derrick isn't going to know what hit him."

You left Brad pitching a tent in his pants and drove across town to Celine and Derrick's house. Celine was coming out the front door as you got there wearing a tight black dress on her petite frame and had her hair and make-up done.

"Derrick is going to enjoy you," said Celine with a smirk.

"Where are you off to?" you asked.

"A lady never tells," she said with a wink.