Jamie Was a Strange Duck

Jamie was a strange duck. Alice and I met Jamie our second year in college.  She lived in the dorm room next to Alice. We enjoyed hanging out with her. She could be witty and had a great sense of humor. However, she could also be very impulsive, and she had a short temper.  I think she had some insecurities, and she would act out on them in unusual ways. Before long, there was a rumor in the dorm, that one night, Jamie was walking home with some guys from her Econ class.   She asked one of them for a cigarette, and the guy refused.  She told him she would strip completely naked if he would give her one.  They guy said “sure,” because he thought she was joking. Nope. Right there in the quad, she slipped her dress over her head, took off her bra, and peeled down her underwear. (When I asked her, she scowled at me, but confirmed it was true.) Fast forward two months later.  Alice and I were in her tiny, narrow bed.  I was completely naked.  Alice was wearing a very sexy bra and thong panties she had just bought at Victoria’s Secret.  They were green and lacy.  The blankets were covering us. We were both lying on our sides facing each other, making out.  She was stroking my cock, of course, and I was doing my best to unhook her bra (a skill which would elude me for another year). A quirk about Alice: she never locked her door. Never. Also, a quirk about Jamie: she never knocked on the door, she just walked on in without asking. So in the middle of our canoodling, Jamie opens the door and walked in.  Alice gasped and froze.  I checked the blanket – safe! We were both completely covered and only our bare shoulders were visible.  I looked up at the door. “It’s just Jamie,” I told Alice. Alice didn’t even turn over to look at her.  “Jaime, what…the…hell…are you doing in here?.”. “I’m really mad at your boyfriend!” she yelled.   Before Alice could ask why, Jamie launched into a tirade and related what had happened earlier that day: While Alice had been in class, I had lunch with Jamie and some of our mutual friends.  Our conversation turned to each of us “rating” each other’s attractiveness. It was all in jest, none of us were serious.  But Jamie didn’t take it so lightly.  She became pissed when no one would rate her a 10.  I went last, and I figured I couldn’t win no matter what, so I just said, “maybe like a 5, but on a good day.” To the contrary, I actually thought she was very attractive.  She had long, dark hair that fell in tight curls, and gorgeous blue eyes.  She didn’t realize I was only joking, and she stood up and huffed and puffed her way out of the cafeteria without another word. Jamie finished relating this to Alice.  I could see the fury in her face.  Alice still had her back to me.  She sighed loudly, and then said, “Jamie…I’m sure he wasn’t serious.” “But he said I –” “Jamie! Can’t you see we are busy!?” Jamie shut her mouth.  Then she started unbuttoning her shirt.  “Alice, I want you to LOOK at me!  I’m NOT a 5!!!” My jaw dropped. Jamie dropped her shirt to the floor and started lowering her jeans.  “Look at me!” “I’m not going to look at you Jamie,” Alice responded calmly.  Her back was still turned, but I was witnessing this. With her socks, shirt, and pants gone, I noticed something interesting, and said, “Ah…oh my god, Jamie, you have the same—" Alice suddenly pulled back the blanket and turned around to face Jamie.  When she saw Jamie standing there in a green lacy bra and thong from Victoria’s secret, she screamed in surprise.  In the next second, Jamie reeled back in shock.  She was not expecting me to be naked, and definitely not expecting Alice to be wearing only underwear, much less underwear the same style and color as her own.  Jamie let out a tiny yelp. This is to be one of the most hilarious moments in my life. Both women were in shock.  Neither expected to see the either partially undressed for sure, and in identical unmentionables.   I’m laughing as I type this. The moment didn’t last long.  “JAMIE…get the HELL out!” yelled Alice. “…but, but, but, but,…you’re BOTH naked? Sorry, sorry, sorry.” Jamie stammered as she tried to pull her clothes on.  I couldn’t resist. I totally ogled the hell out of her.  “OUT!” Alice yelled again. Jamie had her jeans just above her knees.  She reached down and picked up her shirt.  She nearly fell over, and then half-stumbled toward the door and let herself out.  She slammed the door shut behind her. A second later, I could hear the door to her room slam shut. Alice turned back over to face me.  I had a huge shit-eating grin. “Well, you enjoyed that, didn’t you?” She looked about to admonish me.  What can I say? I’m a guy. Of course I enjoyed it. I tensed up for the inevitable tongue-lashing. A few seconds of Alice grimly staring at me, but then she made a huge grin.  “Yeah, okay, that was probably pretty hot for you.” “Yup.” “You got a good look at her, didn’t you?” “Yup.” Alice fingered her bra strap and looked down at her breasts.  “So…who wears this best?” I knew the right answer – “You do!  Besides, you have a way bigger rack!” “Good answer.” Alice reached down.  My cock was now throbbing.  She knew it wouldn’t take long. “Oh wow.  That really got you going.  Me too. I’ve seen her naked before in the showers, and I kinda like her body.  I’ve peeked a few times.” I couldn’t really say much. I was so close. I let out a small groan. Alice continued torturing me. “You know, she leaves her bush as hairy I do.  Maybe more.  She’s way skinnier than me. Her boobs are smaller, you’re right.  Tiny nipples too.  And her ass! Very tight.” “Mmmmm” I responded. Alice gave my cock another tug. “I like to think, “said Alice, excited now, “of her masturbating.  I can picture her in my mind, flicking her little clit through all that hair. Tweaking her nipples until they’re hard.” Then she stopped.  She laughed and moved her hand away from my cock.  She gave me a quick kiss. She put her hand on the top of my head and pushed me downward. “Eat me out.  I deserve it for letting you check out another chick like that.” I was happy to oblige.