“Hey,” she said.
“Hey,” you replied. “The girls are putting together the dinner order, and they want to start getting ready to go out sooner than later. You can stay snuggled in bed for a bit more, but there’s going to be more movement through here.”
“No, I’m good,” Becks said and stretched before sitting up, the covers falling from her chest and revealing her breasts to you. “What are we doing for dinner?”
“Well, we didn’t exactly give them an answer, so it might just end up being pizza,” you said.
“Oh, I know a great place to order from,” Becks said, shifting out from under the covers and slipping from the bed, walking towards the outer room still completely naked and casual.
You did end up ordering pizza, and then the girls started slowly getting ready. Becks had to try on several of Sabrina’s dresses to find one that could stretch over her curvier body and fit snugly without being ridiculous. That led to a little bit of a fashion show for you as the girls showed her off to you in too-tight, too-short dresses. The pizza arrived and you all ate, then the girls went back to getting ready while you spent your time on Sabrina’s laptop until there was enough room in the bathroom for you to take a quick shower alone.
“Have you noticed that Becks is really touchy with you now?” Gemma asked you. She had come into the bathroom just as you were finishing your shower and was already fully done up with makeup and had her hair perfectly styled, though she was only wearing lingerie. It was just the two of you, and she sat up on the counter and watched you as you dried yourself off and stepped around her to the mirror to check out your hair.
“Has she?” you asked. “I didn’t really notice.”
“Oh, definitely,” Gemma said. “More than yesterday for sure, and I think more than this morning. She really liked that alone time with you.”
“I’m surprised you said OK to that,” you said, moving towards her and spreading her knees to the side so you could step right up to the counter between her legs and hug her.
“It’s not like you were cheating, or going on a date with her,” Gemma said as she hugged you back. “I literally told you to do it.”
“Well, implied,” you said with a little smirk.
“Fine, I explicitly implied that you should take her for a round two,” Gemma said with a little roll of her eyes and a smile. “Just remember that you’re mine and Sabrina’s. Becks is cool, but this is already a crowded relationship.”
“Oh, I know,” you said. “I’m enjoying all of this, but I also want time with you.”
“I want time with you, too,” she whispered, still hugging you.
“Gem, I love you.”
“I love you too,” she replied.
“I don’t know what we’re going to do when this summer is over,” you said quietly. “I feel like you’re a part of me. It hasn’t been very long, but I feel like I can’t remember what school and life were like without you with me.”
“I wish I could say the same,” Gemma sighed. “Like, I do sort of feel that way, but there’s this walled-off area of my whole relationship with my Ex. You don’t have that, even with Lucy. She was a bitch to you, and kinda sucks in general, but that was high school.”
“I know, and it’s OK,” you said. “I wasn’t expecting you to feel the same.”
“Well, I do and I don’t,” she said. “I don’t know what we’re going to do either. But I know we’ll make it work. We can Facetime every day and send each other photos and videos. I’ve got a couple of toys back home, and you’ll have Sabrina.”
“I wasn’t thinking about sex,” you said. “I was thinking about everything else.”
“I know you were,” Gemma said even quieter. “That’s going to be the hardest part.”
You weren’t in a spot to figure out answers, so you kind of just had to let it sit like that as you held each other and eventually broke apart to finish getting ready. Before you left the bathroom she went up on her toes and kissed you on the lips.
“You know, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but you should probably fuck Becks again tonight,” Gemma said.
“Can’t believe it why?” you asked.
“Because this whole thing is crazy,” Gemma chuckled. “You know you’ve changed our lives, right? Me and Sabrina? It’s not just you who feels like they’re the luckiest person alive.”
All you could do was shrug. “I love you,” you said.
She smiled and kissed you again. “Love you too, love.”
Chapter 248
You had to admit, getting out of the Uber and opening the back door to help out Gemma, Becks and Sabrina made you feel just a little like an absolute baller. It was just a party in a crappy apartment like you, Sabrina and Gemma were all living in, and it wasn’t like the three women had gone all out for a night of clubbing or anything, but still…
Gemma was wearing a tight pair of jeans that sat low on her hips and hugged his curves tight enough that you didn’t think you could get your hand into her back pocket if you tried, along with a flowy top that only showed a touch of her cleavage, barely even hinting at it, but left a nice strip of her smooth stomach bare. Sabrina had worn a cute sundress, almost like she and Gemma had swapped styles for the night. It was in blue, which really made her eyes pop, and fell all the way to her knees which made you feel better about the fact that she wasn’t wearing any underwear whatsoever to tease you. Becks had donned another of Sabrina’s dresses, this one a little shorter since she was slightly taller and a little curvier. She’d also borrowed some jewellery from Sabrina, and of the three of them, she looked the most ready to go out on the town.
Helping each of the girls out of the car and onto the sidewalk in turn earned you a trio of thankful smiles, followed by a trio of light kisses.
“Tonight, Becks, you’re his girlfriend,” Gemma said to all of us. “So no flirting with other guys. And you’re coming home with us, too.”
“Hey, I’m not that easy,” Becks teased. “I’m no sure thing.”
“Sorry, is that cum still oozing out of you?” Sabrina asked with a naughty look.
Becks actually flushed at that and wrapped her arm around yours. “Fine. Tonight, since we’re mid-Fuck Weekend, I’ll be a good girl and dote on your man.”
“This doesn’t even seem fair,” you chuckled.
None of you had been to Tasha’s before, so at the door you had to look up her apartment and buzz up. The front door unlocked without anyone even calling down to you, so you opened the door for the girls and all crammed into the little elevator. Of course, getting pushed into a close space was a natural signal to Sabrina, and soon you had her hand on your crotch and feeling up your cock through your pants.
“Jesus, girl,” Becks said quietly.
“What?” Sabrina asked. “I like teasing him. All the better to fuck me later.”
“Two can play at that game,” you said. “Watch out.”
“Oh no, are you going to finger me in the elevator?” Sabrina asked with mock fear. “Whatever shall I do?”
“Not even close,” you grinned. Then you took her by her shoulders and pulled her close, hugging her as you tilted her head to the side and lowered your lips to her neck.
“Oh, that’s fucking cheating,” Sabrina moaned as one of her eyes twitched while you kissed her Spot.
When the elevator dinged and opened the three of you spilled out into the hallway and followed the sounds of music. When you knocked on the door it opened immediately and inside three guys were hanging out in the entryway to the apartment. You and the girls slipped in wound your way through or around the different groups that were congregating in the hallways.
Two things became apparent as you were moving through the party – first, you didn’t know anyone here. Thankfully it didn’t look like Tasha had invited any of the Open Mic comics from the comedy club, because that would have been awkward as hell, and almost everyone seemed to be in the age range between you, Gemma and Sabrina and Becks. You weren’t entirely sure how old Mosche and Tasha were, but you guessed somewhere in the same ballpark as Becks, so it made sense. The second thing that you noticed was that eyes were drawn to your girls.
In a room full of strangers, it became easy to see the guys glancing over at these gorgeous women who had entered the party. They wanted to know who they were, and what their story was. You even heard a few guys wondering if you were the Gay Best Friend hopefully, which would mean all three of them were single.
You found Tasha and Mosche in the kitchen. Tasha was dressed in a cute, flowy black dress with silver accents, the top of which had triangular boob cups almost like a bikini top that showed off her great cleavage. Mosche was dressed similarly to you in nice jeans and a button-down shirt.
“Hey you guys!” Tasha said, already clearly a little buzzed as she grinned widely and came over, hugging Gemma, you and Sabrina in turn.
“Hey Tasha,” Gemma said with a smile, taking charge of the introductions. “This is our friend Becks, I hope you don’t mind if she came along.”
“Not at all,” Tasha said, giving Becks a hug as well. “Mi casa es su casa. And honestly, I only know like a third of the people here. My roommates are around here too.”
You chatted with Tasha for a few minutes, then shifted around the group to speak with Mosche who was being a little quieter than normal. “Hey, what’s up?” you asked.
“Nothing,” he said with an almost Eeyore-sad dip in his voice.
“OK, well that wasn’t believable at all,” you said.
Mosche sighed and glanced at Tasha before stepping away from the girls. You followed and he dropped his voice. “Tasha pointed out that one of her old fuckbuddies is here,” he said.
“Oh,” you reacted with a slightly surprised grimace. “So is she trying to set up the threesome?”
“No,” Mosche shook his head.
“So… is he being a dick?” you asked.
“No, nothing like that,” Mosche said.
“So what’s the problem? Just uncomfortable to have her history in your face?”
“Sort of,” he said. “It doesn’t help that it’s my cousin.”
“Oh,” you said. “Uh… yeah, I can see why that would be awkward.”
“Uh-huh,” he nodded.
“Oh, God,” a woman scoffed from the entryway into the kitchen.
You knew that voice.
You turned and saw Lucy, dressed and dolled up in a cute red dress that showed off her legs, standing in the doorway holding hands with a guy who looked like a smarmy fashion model or something. And she was looking right at you, sneering and grimacing.
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