“I’m late,” she blurted out. “Fuck!” The red menace had not appeared.
Mike had already left for the day for an early morning swim workout. Kayla stared at the bathroom mirror in sullen silence. She was never late. Ever since her cycles had begun, she had never been a day late, never mind two days. How could this be? She was on the pill. However, lately, when she and Mike had sex, she told him to cum inside her. The feeling of his gigantic cock spasming and spewing his lovely hot cum deep inside her was hard to pass up. Hell, just thinking about it made her wet. Although that transgression might be the biggest mistake of their lives, so much for a drama-free junior year.
A knock on the bathroom door shook Kayla out of her sorrow.
“Kay, can I use the bathroom? I really need to pee,” Meredith exclaimed.
Kayla cracked open the door allowing Meredith to burst into the tiny bathroom and immediately dropped her panties as she sat on the toilet.
“Ah, thank you,” Meredith’s voice dripped with contentment as she relieved herself.
“Yep.”
Meredith raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong, Sweetie?”
Kayla stared at the sink, slowly shaking her head. “I’m late.”
Meredith chuckled. “Well, you’re not moving very fast for being late. Besides, our class isn’t for another hour?”
Kayla turned to her best friend. “No, I’m late. The red menace hasn’t shown up.”
Meredith’s eyes went wide. “Oh.”
“I just figured it out a few moments ago.”
Meredith finished up, washing her hands quickly. She hugged Kayla, who at first didn’t hug back, but gradually relented until she held Meredith tightly. Finally, Kayla began to sob softly.
Meredith stroked Kayla’s hair. “Sssh, it will be okay, Sweetie. After class, we’ll get a pregnancy test, and then we’ll know for sure. Does Mike know?”
Kayla still sobbed. “No, he left early this morning.”
It took a few minutes for Kayla to regain her composure. The young women got dressed and headed to the campus. Kayla was silent the entire time, remaining so in class, where she would have typically been more attentive. All she could think about was that she was pregnant and how she and Mike’s lives were about to get turned upside down. What would her Mom say, and even worse, what would Daddy say? She envisioned his disappointed face and the yelling at Mike that would ensue.
By the time they went to the drugstore and returned to the apartment, Kayla was a nervous wreck. Her hands were shaking as she tried to pee on the device. Finally, she exited the bathroom and sat on the living room couch with Meredith to begin the longest three-minute wait of her life.
The front door opened, and Mike walked in. He glanced at Kayla and Meredith sitting on the couch and immediately knew something was wrong. He could just feel the negative energy oozing out of his sister.
“What’s wrong?” he quickly asked.
Kayla looked at him, tears pooling in her eyes. Her lips trembled. “Mike, I..” Her words cut off as she began to cry. Mike sat next to her. Kayla threw her arms around him, crying into his chest. He looked at the table and the pregnancy test lying on it. His heart raced, knowing now what the problem was. However, he needed to be strong for Kayla. He loved her more than anything else and whatever results were about to come up.
“Kayla look at me,” he told her. Kayla glanced up, tears streamed down her face. Mike stared into his sister’s watery eyes. “What ever happens we will get through this together. Okay?” Kayla nodded while her lips quivered. “I love you, and nothing is ever going to change that,” he told her. Mike held her head to his chest while she continued to sob.
Meredith glanced at the test and saw there were results. She picked it up.
“Sweetie, you might want to look at this.”
Kayla unburied her face from her brother’s chest. Then, wiping away the tears, she read the results. “Oh, thank God!” She gleefully shouted.
Negative
Kayla forcibly hugged Mike again but with a better attitude this time. Mike relished the embrace. Closing his eyes, he breathed out a sigh of relief.
Kayla looked at Meredith while her head rested on her brother’s shoulder. “Thank you,” she mouthed silently.
Meredith winked. “Love you,” she whispered.
Kayla smiled and blew a kiss.
“Let’s get drunk,” Mike offered.
“It’s only 11am,” Kayla noted.
“We still have classes,” Meredith added.
Mike stood up and walked to the kitchen. “So what? If this isn’t a cause to get smashed and skip a couple of classes, then I don’t know what is.”
Kayla and Meredith looked at each other, stunned that the normally reserved Mike would even suggest something like this, but they quickly realized he was correct. They both shrugged as he handed them beers.
———
After a few hours of drinking, a slightly drunk Meredith announced she was going to the sorority house to see Chrissy, Francesca, and Naomi, who were now living at the Eta Theta Pi house.
Meredith chatted with a few guys along the way, overtly flirting with them. By the time she arrived at the sorority house, the mixture of alcohol and sexual tension from her exploits during her walk had her tingling. She knocked on the girl’s door and entered.
Chrissy Lin, Francesca Reyes, and Naomi Juma shared the largest room in the house since it was three of them. They had just finished studying and were mixing cocktails when Meredith knocked on their door.
“Hey, girl,” the three said in unison when Meredith entered.
“Cool, just in time for Happy Hour!” Meredith moved a little wobbly towards Chrissy’s bed.
“It looks like someone’s already been to Happy Hour,” Naomi, the young black mathematics major, exclaimed, making everyone laugh.
“Where’s Kayla?” Francesca inquired while lying on her stomach on her bed. Her ample ass was stuffed into tight gym shorts, making each butt cheek pronounced.
“Um, she’s at home studying,” was the best Meredith could come up with a cloudy alcohol-infused brain.
“Is Mike there too?” Naomi asked.
Meredith nodded. “Yep, just hanging out studying together.”
Chrissy sipped her drink. “Hmmm, those two hang out together often. I would think they were dating if I didn’t know they were brother and sister.”
Naomi cocked her head. “Yeah, you’re right. So how come those two aren’t dating anyone?”
Meredith took a gulp of her drink. “Speaking of dating. How’s it going with Brandon, Frannie?” It was a decent attempt to change the topic of conversation, and it seemed to have worked.
Francesca looked into her drink before taking a big sip. “Fine, I guess?”
The only one currently dating anyone was Francesca. Meredith had fun, from time to time, with the Mosley brothers and, of course, her brother when she had the chance. Chrissy had broken up with her boyfriend during the summer, but they had only been going out for a few months. And Naomi had some dates and a few sexual encounters but focused more on her schoolwork. It was valedictorian or bust for that one.
“Has he made you cum yet?” Chrissy asked with a smirk. Chrissy’s southern accent made the question sound more like an accusation. The petite Asian-American played with her jet-black hair, with an eager look waiting for the response.
Francesca’s mouth hung open. “Chrissy!”
Chrissy got up and sat by her now-embarrassed friend. “Oh, come on, Frannie. The last time I asked, you said he hadn’t even gone down on you.”
Francesca stared at the floor. “He said it’s really not his thing.”
Naomi laughed. “Yeah because he’s gay.”
Francesca glared at her roommate. “I told you; he’s not gay.”
Meredith got up and knelt in front of her confronted sorority sister. “Frannie, Sweetie. We’ve been trying to tell you since last year, but you don’t want to believe it.”
Francesca shook her head. “He can’t be gay, can he? He’s good-looking, and we have so much fun together.”
“Yeah, like going clothes shopping with you and watching Rom Coms,” Chrissy added. “Has he done anything sexual with you?”
Francesca slowly shook her head. “No. I wanted him to, you know, lick me. Since I’ve never experienced it, however, he wouldn’t do it.”
Meredith grabbed one of her hands. “You’ve never had a guy eat you out?”
Francesca shook her head.
“Did you go down of him?” Naomi had to know.
Again, she shook her head no.
Chrissy put her arm around her friend’s shoulder. “Oh my god, Frannie. So you mean you haven’t done anything with Brandon?”
“We kissed a lot. However, now that I think about it, he isn’t a good kisser.”
Naomi also put her arm around Francesca’s waist. “I’m so sorry, Frannie. Why didn’t you at least try and give him a blowjob? He probably would have at least let you do that.”
Francesca’s shoulders slumped. “I was too scared. I’ve never done it before.”
The three sisters looked at each other, unsure of what to do with that revelation. Meredith stood up. “We’ll teach you. Then we’re going to find you some hot guy for you to practice on.”
Naomi stood up and walked over to her nightstand. Opening the draw, she pulled out a ten-inch nude-colored dildo, bringing it to the group.
Frannie covered her eyes. “Oh my god. I can’t believe you had that in your nightstand.”
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