Hikaru Comes Home Again...

The lights were off as Hikaru poked her head into the apartment. She stayed there, listening.

Silence.

It was super annoying that she didn’t know whether something was still going on in there. Hannah had left Margot’s a little earlier after they had dinner, and that had given her and Margot time to talk about ‘the plan.’ Hikaru didn’t know what to think but agreed with Margot that things had gone well. April was open to talking about sex with them, and that she was sharing Ollie with Zara in threesomes. And the fact that Ollie had now seen Margot naked, and had been so sweet but that Margot had also caught him looking at her butt, was all good progress.

The next step, they agreed, was to try and get April to invite one of them (probably Margot) to have a threesome as well. That or they just had to come out with it and ask April for a threesome with her and Ollie. Hikaru couldn’t imagine the embarrassment of trying to do that though, and trying to get April to suggest it sounded way less humiliating.

But then Hikaru needed to head home. She had the opening shift at the cafe and needed to get some good sleep, especially after all the drinking they’d done that afternoon.

She slipped into the apartment and, even though she probably didn’t need to, she eased the door shut so it would close quietly. Then she slipped off her shoes and tiptoed into the living room, looking around carefully. It wasn’t completely dark out yet and the blinds weren’t closed so she had plenty of light to see. Chewing on the inside of her cheek, she didn’t notice anything hanging around out of the ordinary. No panties hanging from the lamp or something like that. Ollie’s bedroom door was closed.

Hikaru came around the couch, still looking, but there wasn’t anything strange on the other side of the coffee table or near the TV, or over by Ollie’s hobby desk. She came back to the couch and sat down, fidgeting. Then she sniffed and frowned, bringing her nose closer to the couch cushions and sniffing again.

Why did it smell like Febreze? A lot of Febreze?

Oh, she thought. Oh, God, they had sex on the couch!

She was completely alone and yet she still felt her cheeks immediately flush with embarrassment because she was shocked, yeah, but it also turned her on. It turned her on so much and she wondered what exactly they’d done. Had he fucked April, or Zara, or both on the couch? Had they orgasmed? Had he orgasmed? Had it been fast and hard, or slow and sweet? Would she have heard them if she’d been in her room?

She gulped and stood back up, her hands clasping together to stop from fidgeting. Or touching herself. Instead, she went to the balcony door and slid it open, stepping out into the cool evening.

I just want some air, she thought to herself.

Just some air, she told herself.

Then she turned and peeked at Ollie’s window because she wasn’t just out there for some air. But the window shade was closed.

She couldn’t see anything. Not if Ollie was alone or with April or with both of them. Not if they were asleep, or still doing things. Nothing.

Which meant anything could be going on in there.

Hikaru went back inside, sliding the glass door closed again softly, and sat back down on the couch.

Then, her cheeks feeling like they were on fire, she slipped her hand under the waistband of her shorts and panties and touched herself.

It didn’t take long, imagining Ollie having sex with April and Zara, or herself, for her to have two fingers inside. She moaned softly and then clapped her free hand over her mouth. Just because she couldn’t hear anything in there didn’t mean they wouldn’t hear her.

But she didn’t stop touching herself. Today had been too much and she just really needed to get off.

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