"Oh, she's not my girlfriend"

Feeling empowered by the attention these ladies were giving him, Jason decided to play the field a little. Besides, neither of them knew Kelly. As long as she didn’t find out, there’d be no harm done.

Briefly he thought back to his magic ring that supposedly prevented him from telling lies. Secretly, he wondered what was about to happen.

“Oh, she’s not my girlfriend,” he said confidently, “We just call each other when we want a good time. Come on, you girls should’ve known this, with how promiscuous I was in highschool.” Well then, guess he really couldn't lie after all.

This time Isabell blushed, the old valedictorian looking away at the mention of sex, her bimbo-ish looks once again masking an innocence. Dana just grinned. “No shit, you were definitely the main thing we talked about in the girl’s locker room. Like I said, it’s where we kept track of our bets on who’d you sleep with next!”

Isabell, still blushing, confirmed her friend’s words. “Yeah, you certainly made your way through the female study body. Especially in our senior year.”

Jason grinned, thinking back to his scandalous highschool days. Rarely was he seen without a girl on his arms, his conquests legend among his peers. Girls were always friendly to him, making it easy for him to seduce and bring home. Honestly, he’d long lost count of how many virginities he’d taken, the girls eager to get with the biggest player in school. And while he hadn’t been as popular with the guys, some of them not approving of his player tendencies, the shallow social dynamics of highschool made it so that he was still respected among his male peers.

“If I recall though, I never did get with either of you.” he said, feeling bold.

At that, Dana grinned the biggest smile he’d even seen. Clearly, that was a point of pride for her. “We made sure of it. Don’t get me wrong, we’ve always liked you Jason, but we took it upon ourselves to avoid being another check mark on your score card.”

Her friend nodded, again confirming the red head’s words. “Yeah! I’ll admit, maybe had you taken the chance to get to know me, and if it had potential of going somewhere, I would have considered it. But, without me seeing love in the picture…” She shrugged, her smile hinting at a series of events that could have been had things played out differently.

With how this conversation was progressing, Jason, having been with enough girls in his life, had no trouble assessing their sexual history. Isabell was clearly still a virgin. If not, she’s had very little sex in her life; her comment about love and her earlier blush at the mention of his promiscuity giving her away.

Dana, from her tone and confidence, clearly saw some action regularly. Enough at least that she seemed comfortable in calling him out on how he’d never gotten in either of their pants. He suspected that she saw this as a small competition; her number most likely resembling his.

Taking advantage of the lull in conversation, he took a quick moment to glance at his watch. When he saw it was still early in the afternoon, Jason looked back at the two girls before him, considering his options.

Despite it being Kelly’s birthday today, she’d explicitly told him that his attendance wasn’t required. They were only fuck buddies after all; odds are she’d call him after her night out with her girlfriends had ended, and he’d meet up with her at her place for a quick fuck to finish her special day.

That gave him plenty of time to reacquaint himself with Dana and Isabell. Like all girls, they certainly seemed open to spending more time with him. He wondered if he had a shot of accomplishing what he hadn’t done back in highschool. Maybe with Dana; she definitely seemed like she’d be down for a good time. Isabell would take a little more convincing, but it wouldn’t be the first time he’d charmed his way into a girl’s pants before.

What to do?