Cass Finally Gets It

We strolled up to the party happening in the backyard. There are way too many people. The pool is shoulder-to-shoulder and people are still jumping off the shed into the water.

I asked Cass, “Is it always like this?”

She shrugged, “At least the guy who fucked a goat isn’t here.”

I cracked open a beer. I couldn’t be sober for this.

Cass introduced me to her friends.

They oo’ed when they heard my accent. “You brought a counselor? Don’t let them know. They’ll try to beat his ass.”

They nodded to a group of guys, shotgunning Keystones. The local hockey team.

“I’ll try to stay quiet,” I say.

“Good: you’re prettier when you don’t talk,” Cass teased. She told her friends, “This guy got fired from camp for fucking the directors wife.”

“No way!”

“It’s true. He piped the rich bitch while her cuck husband watched.” Cass seemed so proud stating an embarrassing moment I hoped everyone would forget.

But as I learned most recently with Amanda, past decisions stay with you—even in the present and future. You can’t control the consequences of your decisions.

The girls looked at me with awe. I wanted to ask them to find a private place. They could take turns.

But I couldn’t do that to Cass. She would definitely cut my dick off.

I looked around, “So tell me: who has Cass hooked up with here?”

The girls giggled about to spill the deets, but a glare from Cass shut them up. She spoke for them, “I have one ex here who still wants me back. I’ll be honest. If he sees you even standing near me, he’ll try to fight you.”

I cracked open a second beer. “Great.”

Cass was a lightweight. Two beers in and she was in my lap draped all over me. Her friends kept saying we were so cute together. Cass slurred, “We’re not together. We’re just best friends for life.”

A tall beefy guy stepped up to us. “What are you doing on this fuckah?”

“Fuck off Brent!”

Brent glared at me, “Who the fuck are you?”

I was in a strange world. I knew exactly one person who was too little and too drunk to help.

I was drunk. Ready for a fight after the ending with Amanda.

I grabbed my cock through my pants. Showed him the outline. “The guy that’s going to give your girl her first big dick tonight. Leave us alone.”

Cass wowed, “Goddamn it’s bigger than my head.”

He reared back to punch me. I kicked up my leg and hit him in the balls. As he groaned, I stood up with Cass over my shoulder. “We gotta go.”

I ran to the truck, Cass yelling profanity the whole time. I tossed her in the bench seat. “Such a dirty mouth.”

She grinned, “Wanna see what this dirty mouth can do?”

As I started up the truck, he unbuckled my pants. I screamed, “Not now!” And peeled out from the parking spot. We bounced down the road. I thanked god my dick wasn’t even her mouth, she would’ve bitten it off.

On the road, I asked where we were going. She gave me directions. Kissed my neck. Sucked on my earlobe. Her hand rubbed my dick through my pants.

She led me to the Camp Orgee parking lot.

I turned off the engine, “You’re crazy. They’ll call the cops if they see me.”

“They won’t see you. I know an empty cabin we can use. We’ll fuck in luxury.”

We stumbled into camp. I didn’t even noticed the mud covered white BMW.

Cass pulled me, “Let’s get the Gator.”

“No. That’ll wake up the whole camp.”

“Come on. You know you’ve imagined me riding you while you drove. There are certain perks with a girl of my size.”

“I haven’t imagined that but it sounds like you have.”

“I’ve had soooo many dirty thoughts about you.”

The alcohol had taken away all constraint. Her feelings are out in the open. It’s refreshing.

Cass opened the door to the office. She whispered, “The loft has been empty all week.”

The stairs creaked as we tiptoed up them. Opened the door…

To Amanda in her bra and panties, fresh out of the shower, moisturizing her face in the mirror.

Her face turned when she heard the door open. Cass and I freeze.

A single word.

“You.”

“Me.” I reply.

She looked at Cass, “Are you able to add you name to the bathroom stall?”

“Ma’am if I fuck him. I’m taking my knife and carving those names off. I’m like a black widow—after we fucked, I’m swallowing him whole. No one else gets to touch.”

Amanda looked at her. A puzzle she couldn’t solve. “You don’t care about the other names on the list.”

“Only that I’m the last one.”

Amanda smiled at me, “It sounds like you have your future situation figure out, if you find a place to fuck before the cops get here.”

She must have seen the look in Cass’s eyes because she added, “I’m joking about the cops. Go find a private place. Be young. Have fun.”

“I’m sorry,” I just say it. Not for any reason in particular. Just for everything.

“I know.”

“I have a problem.”

“I know.”

Cass finally caught on, “Did you two have a thing? Did Amanda get her groove back by riding a 18 year old’s big dick?”

Amanda sighed, “It was more like shock therapy bringing me back to reality.”

Cass actually fist bumped me, “Hell yeah. She’s smoking hot outside of her corporate monkey suit. Ma’am you have amazing tits for being 40.”

Amanda grit her teeth, “I’m not 40.”

“She’s 38,” I corrected.

Amanda’s eyes widened. I had just broke the one promised I actually made to her. Revealed her age at camp. “Just when I thought you couldn’t hurt me more.”

“Cass is right. You do look amazing.”

Amanda shakes her finger, “Don’t try to charm me again.”

Cass nudged me, “Charm her. I’ve never had a threesome before. She’s pretty enough that I’d try licking her pussy.”

“She has a great pussy,” I told Cass. “Most sensitive clit I’ve had the pleasure to lick.”

“Oh my god you’re both drunk!” Amanda yelled. “Please leave my room. Go have sex. I don’t care. I’m just done with camp.”

“Then why did you come back?” I asked. “Did you get to the top of the hill and John Denver start playing?”

“Something like that.”

“It’s the only home I have too. I was planning on squatting in an empty cabin when camp closed.”

“You’re planning?” Amanda seemed intrigued at my crazy idea.

Cass took my hand, “C’mon let’s fuck before I have to report for my shift in a few hours.”

I stood my ground. My eyes connected with Amanda’s. Filled hurt and caring. I said, “I made a lot of dumb decisions, but I didn’t lie. I still want you. Have always wanted you. And I have a feeling I’ll be thinking about you the rest of my life. Even if I have a wife and kids, I’d still think about this summer.”

I let Cass lead me down the stairs.