Hilary, Morgan's friend, has an evil plan!

This story is based on a fantasy of Bill's. He would have wrote it, but he wanted me too so much, so it's like a Valentine's Day present. A little late. It's sorta true to a point, but I'd never really share a man with anyone like this. Though I have made out with several of my friends! I'm gonna end it, with a lead in to a new chapter about a secret date (one I have discussed with someone out there;)) and a new storyline tree to go in a different direction.

"You need to leave," Morgan finally said after one game of pool. Bill was trying to get his hands on her. It seemed Morgan wasn't in the mood. This made you feel a lot better.

Bill was brazen before he left, "Can I take you out?"

Morgan stood shocked, "Are you seriously asking me out on a date?" She couldn't believe it apparently, and neither could you. "Get the FUCK OUT ASSHOLE!" She pointed to the door.

He just shrugged. "Maybe next time!"

Morgan came up and got into a t-shirt, and her panties. She crawled into bed and fell asleep.

The next day, you woke up to an empty bed. Morgan was walking around, sipping coffee and talking to someone on the phone. "NOTHING HAPPENED!" She pleaded with a strange smile on her face. She saw you and quickly tried to change the subject. "Just meet us for lunch, you sliut," she said. It was definitely one of her friends. "Alright bye," she said shaking her head, and put the phone down. "Get dressed," she almost ordered you, "I owe Hilary lunch!"

"For what?" You asked.

She stopped for a moment to think, "It's nothing," she stammered. "Something from a few weeks back."

As you got dressed you quizzed Morgan. "How was last night after I left,"

She put down her make-up. You could swear she was turning red. "It was fine. Just went to the bar, and drank."

You pushed further, "How was Bill?"

Morgan huffed, "His usual asshole self."

"You think he and Hilary hit it off?" You inquired.

Morgan shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe! I'm not sure if he's into her. You'll have to ask him."

You and Morgan met Hilary at a restaurant. You ordered a beer. You didn't have to go into work until Monday. It was Saturday afternoon, and you needed to relax. Morgan and Hilary spoke about clothes and other mundane things. Finally, you wanted to grill Hilary too. You knew she kind of disliked you. "How was last night?"

Hilary smiled almost evilly. "It was fun," she turned to Morgan, "wasn't it?"

Morgan blushed again, "It was ok."

You pushed for more information. "So what about you and Bill. Anything happen last night?"

Hilary laughed. "Last time I saw him at the bar, he was all over some slut." You knew she was referring to Morgan. "Did he go home with her?" She looked over to Morgan.

She was almost beet red. "NO! He left her and drove me home!"

"You didn't tel me Hilary left," You interjected knowing it would get a rise outta Morgan. She explained that he had left the girl after she had pleaded with him to drive her home.

"That's funny," Hilary said, "it looked like he was getting real close with her."

Morgan gave Hilary an angry look. "She wasn't into him."

Hilary chuckled. "That's not how it looked."

You wanted to stop this, but couldn't help yourself. It was almost torturing Morgan. "I wonder if he got her number?"

"He already had it," Hilary mumbled. She waved off the comment. "Whatever, she was real trashy anyway," she laughed to herself.

Morgan moved the food around on her plate, "I thought she was cute!" She muttered. "But, like I said, she didn't seem into him, so I doubt they will see each other again."

Hilary mumbled again, "I wouldn't bet on that." She finally changed the subject to work. The girls chatted. When she left, Hilary told Morgan she wanted to hang out with her and you later on at the bar. You and Morgan accepted.

That night, you watched Morgan get ready. She looked gorgeous, as she straightened her hair, and applied make-up. She wore the sexy turquoise top, with a ring in the middle that showed off the sides of her cleavage. Her pert breasts looked perky as ever. She put on a small black skirt, and her silver strap heels. She looked rather stunning. You wanted her there and then, but she insisted that you had to go.

You both met with Hilary at the bar. She was with Bill! She had invited him. Morgan seemed apprehensive, but began to calm as drinks flowed. She was really close to you this night. Hilary and Bill went to the deck to smoke, and you followed behind when Morgan went to pee. You overheard them chatting. "You DO like her," Hilary laughed, "That's fucked!" She slapped Bill. "If you play your cards right, I might be able to help." What the fuck did she mean?

After an hour, the four of you went back to your place to shoot pool. Morgan and Hilary played against Bill as you prepared a drink. You heard Bill make a bet, "If I win, you guys have to kiss," he laughed.

Morgan was drunk, but not that drunk. "GROSS!"

Hilary laughed, "It's not like we haven't done it before." She missed her shot, and Bill ended up winning.

He waited for his reward. Morgan chuffed, "It's not happening,"

He was dejected but still seemed happy. The three sat down and watched TV. You slipped out, and were gone for some time, that's when you headed to the other side of the downstairs and looked through the small crack in the bathroom connecting the two rooms. Hilary was the first to notice your absence. "I think he fell asleep again."

Morgan sighed, "He always does this!" She got up and began moving towards the door. You ran around, and up the stairs and jumped onto the sofa in the living room. You closed your eyes. Morgan came up and looked at you. She then went and got more drinks. She was almost stumbling now. She was drunk. It was all the shots Bill had bought.

She left you, and you walked slowly back to your position on the other side of the downstairs basement. You watched Morgan hand Bill a beer, and Hilary a vodka soda like her own. She was making them strong apparently, as Hilary made a wince as she sipped. They kept drinking, and you had to keep running back upstairs when someone got drinks. Bill's turn was the worst, as he put a tremendous amount of **** in their drinks.

When you got back downstairs, you saw him give the girls the drinks. Hilary smiled to him. "You know, we do owe him!" She turned to Morgan.

Morgan looked shocked. "What are you talking about?"

"A kiss," Hilary said through glazed eyes. She stood up. "Come on Morgan, just one,"

Bill was watching intently. "Yeah, you owe me!" He smiled.

Morgan surprised you when she stood up and pecked Hilary on the lips. "There, happy!"

"That's not a kiss," Bill laughed.

Hilary grabbed Morgan's cheeks and pulled her in. She smashed her mouth onto Morgan's. You could see Hilary's tongue enter Morgan's mouth. This wasn't too surprising, as they joked like this often. You saw them do this before, much drunker than this. It always got you hard. Even now. Morgan had told you she had even really kissed a girl hard once at a bar. She wasn't a lesbian, just experimenting. But this kiss.....lasted. The pair began to move their heads back and forth. Was this a display for Bill? He got up and moved behind Hilary, trying to get the best view. You had a pretty good one from your hiding spot. Morgan backed away, when Bill's hands came up and around Hilary and grabbed her waist.

"OK THAT'S ENOUGH!" She said stepping back. But Hilary grabbed her waist and pulled her closer.

"It's harmless," Hilary laughed, "Don't be such a prude, we've done worse." She pulled Morgan back in to kiss her passionately again. Bill's hands roamed Hilary's body. He came around the side and pushed his face in with the two kissing girls. Morgan pushed him away and laughed into Hilary's mouth. Bill reached up and turned Hilary's cheek with his hand, he kissed her on the mouth. His right hand went down to grope Hilary's big ass, then he moved his left to Morgan's tight little ass. She grabbed his wrist and pulled it off.

Morgan began to step back. "I'm gonna get going," she said.

"You're such a bitch," Hilary chuckled, and pulled Morgan back in for another kiss. Bill made another move, this time trying to get in on the kiss. The girls seemed to allow his presence. You saw his tongue touch Hilary's and then lightly touch Morgan's. The girls eyes were closed. Hilary turned to kiss Bill. She then shocked you, and Morgan, well you couldn't tell if Morgan was shocked, as Hilary pushed Morgan's head into Bill's. Her eyes still closed, Morgan began to kiss Bill. It was short, but with a lot of tongue. He reached around to take a grab of her ass again. Morgan opened her eyes and backed away. She put her hands on her face which turned red.

"What am I doing?" She laughed into her hands.

"Just having fun," Hilary smiled and reached down to the hem of Morgan's skirt. "Have you seen this ass?" She looked over to Bill. Hilary lifted Morgan's skirt, giving Bill a view of her ass from the side. Her black panties could be seen. "I wish I had an ass like this," Hilary turned to look at her own ass. The whole time, Morgan kept her hands on her face. "You like that little ass, don't you Bill?" Hilary laughed. She pointed down to his pants, were an enormous bugle was. "I knew it!" Hilary let go of the skirt, and grabbed Morgan's hands, and pulled them down. She leaned in and kissed Morgan on the lips again.

Soon, Bill was back into the action, and the three heads seemed to try and kiss each other. Was Bill going to have a threesome with Morgan and her friend? She never did that with you! Morgan's eyes were closed. Hilary took this opportunity to turn her cheek to Bill. Morgan's tongue came out, and Bill opened his mouth to accept it. Hilary began to step back, and Bill placed his arms around Morgan's waist as they kissed.

Hilary began to step away completely. She grabbed cigarettes off the coffee table. As she walked away, Morgan finally opened her eyes. She turned to Hilary, "WAIT!" But Bill used this opportunity to pull Morgan onto the couch. He sat down and almost pulled her onto his lap, as Morgan pleaded with Hilary. "Where are you going?"

Hilary began to walk towards the back door. "I gotta go make a phone call," she said putting the phone to her ear. "You guys have fun," she said and opened the door.

Morgan looked like a deer in headlights as her friend left her on the lap of this asshole. Bill's hands were on her back, holding her in place, as she seemed to squirm slightly. Morgan just watched Hilary walk out, and you saw Bill begin to kiss Morgan's neck. "What the fuck is going on?" Morgan was in utter disbelief, as were you.

"Aw," Bill muttered, "She's just helping me hook up!"

Your girlfriend looked down at your friend. "But not with ME!" She put her hands on her face.

Bill reached up and pulled her hands down. "Too late," he said putting his hand on the back of her head and pushing her head down. Her face came to his, and he crushed his mouth on her lips. Your heart almost skipped when she closed her eyes and allowed the kiss. Earlier may have been an excuse, but this sure seemed like cheating now. You watched them kiss with anger. You clenched your fist. You couldn't see much of their waists from this vantage point, but you could hear them. There was shuffling.

"OH MY GOD!" Morgan looked down, "PUT IT AWAY! PUT IT AWAY!" She pleaded with wide eyes.

"Come on," Bill insisted. "Help a guy out!"

Her hands went back to her face. "What am I doing?" She said, but laughed softly. "Just put it away please!"

Bill nodded, "On ONE condition," he asked.

"What? Anything?" She added.

"A date! A real date. Just the two of us!" He implored her.

"FINE! FINE!" She said. There was more shuffling. Morgan stood up and adjusted herself looking around. She walked to the back of the room, and opened the back door. You ran upstairs, and crept onto the upper deck to listen to them below.

"You're such a bitch!" Morgan laughed to Hilary. "Give me a smoke!"

Bill came outside as well, and grabbed his own cigarette. "So how am I getting home?"

Hilary smiled, "I can give you a ride home, or you can come to my place?" She sort of cooed at him. "Unless, there are any objections?" She looked over to Morgan.

"I'm fine with whatever," Morgan seemed upset. As Hilary picked up her purse and began to walk around to the front of the house, Morgan stopped Bill. "But if you fuck HER, than the deal is off!"

"I won't babe," he laughed. It made you sick to hear him call your girlfriend "babe".

The pair left in Hilary's car. As they drove off, Morgan was watching them. She was constantly checking her phone. She was texting someone. Later that night, you looked at her phone. She was making sure Bill went home. Was she actually jealous? She insisted that she text him a picture of his room. He texted her that he was home with a picture of himself in his room. He was smiling in the picture. You wanted to punch his smug face.

Morgan came back inside and came over to you. You were on the couch pretending to sleep. She jumped on top of you. She was wild with lust. You looked at her panties. They were soaked through, almost see-through at this point. You made love to her on the couch, and then she had you eat her pussy in the bed. She moaned as you licked her. She must have had eight orgasms that night.

The next day all you could think about was this "date".