Amy

As the door opened, you saw Amy stood before you, partially hiding behind the door so just her face peering down at you, her long blonde hair brushing the sides of her cheeks.

"Oh, it's you" she said abruptly. "What do you want?"

"Oh, well, er John has gone down to the party and I wasn't ready and I didn't want to go down on my own, I wondered if we could go together?" you replied shakily, taken off guard by Amys presence - ideally you wanted it to be Andrew or no reply at all.

"I'm not ready but you can come in and have a drink. We can go down together but don't get pissed off when I get all the looks" Amy replied as she stepped back from the door to let you in.

She was truly a bitch you thought. In the room, there were clothes everywhere - some clean, some dirty. Amy had a towel wrapped round her and an outfit hung on the wardrobe door - a red dress that had a long slit to show off her long legs and a deep cleavage line - to show off what! She really was quite flat chested!

You poured a drink and sat on the chair after moving Andrews used boxers on to the floor. As you sat there, you watched as Amy without a care removed her towel and stood there naked with her back to you as though you weren't there. You couldn't hep but notice how slim she was and had a pert bottom that was really shapely. Yours was more rounded and as John put it - "something to hold on to" when you were riding him!

Amy picked up a pair of white lacy knickers and turned to you as she started to pull them on - again you noticed her well trimmed blonde pussy hair with very neat and precise lines. The panties went on and she stood upright. Yes, her tits were small but her nipples were amazing. Large and a deep dark red colour. You didn't realise you were staring but you must have been as Amy broke the silence with "Don't you find big tits just get in the way Janet ?" You snapped out of your daze and mumbled "Huh?"

"Well" continued Amy "I mean that's all guys notice isn't it? They don't talk to your face, guys talk to your tits - don't deny it, I've seen Andrew do it often enough and plenty of others - even that creepy boss of theirs"

Taken aback by the direction of conversation and caught off guard you replied "yeh but guys like them" which really just supported Amys argument.

Amy started to slip on the red dress and continued "exactly, they want 1 thing and once they've had it then they lose interest. I mean tell me honestly Janet, I bet John was all over you at first and had a 1 track mind. I mean tell me honestly, how long was it before he wanted a titty fuck off you?"

You felt yourself turning red at the directness of the conversation and couldn't believe the girl you despise was talking to you like this. Not wanting to be rude and not thinking you immediately replied "oh, it was our first date" Damn it! Why the hell did you say that! It's true - John had asked you out, a few drinks, some food and you went back to your flat at the time. And yes, you went all the way that first time, you had given him a titty fuck, also a blow job and then you'd ridden him. Wow, what a slut you thought - rather than taking time to see if John was the right guy you'd pretty much put everything out on the first date and if truth be told, your sex life had been a bit of a downward spiral since.

Amy smiled and laughed as she said "See - I knew it. Whereas I'm more complex and that means guys have to take their time to find what makes me tick in between the sheets. You're the wham bam thankyou mam type of girl, a one night stand sort. Once a guy has had his fill of your boobs he loses interest because you can't satisfy him properly between the sheets. I mean, really Janet, they're alright but you'd never accommodate my Andrew between those. He'd have them wrapped round and still enough length to poke you in the face." She laughed more. "And how would you handle him - he's so big, I doubt you'd even get half of him in you before you were begging him to stop - you know, if he weren't my husband, I'd almost encourage him to do it to see you broken and take you down from that pedestal of the guys favourite bimbo"

You felt yourself turning even redder at the embarrassment and also anger at how Amy spoke to you. She didn't even seem to care as she fastened up the red dress and wandered over to you. She bent down to look you in the eye as you sat in the chair, staring back at her. "You see Janet, subtlety is the key, get their interest and make them work." As she spoke, her hand went up to where the dress covered her breasts and slowly she pulled the material a little. You looked and could clearly see she wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples were hard and protruding. "I decide if my tits are the thing I want guys to focus on Janet. Sometimes I leave my panties off and tease them that way. I love watching their little cocks getting hard under their trousers. But Janet I decide how I will tease them and when. Whereas you have **** it's tits or nothing!"

With that Amy stood, turned and headed for the door - "Shall we go?" she asked as she opened the door. Without a word you stood and composed yourself. Amy turned to head out then you remembered the bra - "Fuck it" you thought. "Fuck her, the stuck up whore". You tossed the bra into a pile of used clothes on the floor. "It's done now" you said to yourself. "What will be will be".

The 2 of you headed down to the party - not a word spoken between you. The gloves were off now - how would the evening unfold?