I spent too much time getting ready – I was nervous. I pulled on a too-small white t-shirt over my ample chest, and tugged on the tight black booty shorts. To top off the look, I put on a pair of black thigh high socks, to emphasize my short but shapely legs. I puttered around: fixing my hair, putting on lip gloss, checking myself in the mirror. My boyfriend, Mike, on the other hand, lounged on his bed, nonchalantly scrolling on his phone as I peppered him with question (mainly, “Do I look okay?”)
It felt silly, putting so much effort into a look that was sure to be ruined within the hour. And yet, the preparation heightened my nervous excitement. had a right to be excited though…I was about to fulfill one of my greatest fantasies: a threesome.