Intermission - Interrogation.

Mila parked her car in the garage of her house. She went into her home, said hello to her family and went back up to her room. She threw herself on the bed face first, and after a moment, she startled giggling.

“Hehe… Hehehe. Heeheehee!” Giddy beyond belief, Mila rolled on her bed, kicking the air as she laughed.

She still felt it a little bit. Her body felt warm and a little tingly. Over two hours of sex with Oliver… Holy crap that was unlike anything she’d done before. And their talks. Their TALKS. She got him to talk a lot, or at least a lot more than normal. Most importantly, she got to say plenty of things she’d been wanting to for too long.

That had been a perfect first date, even if dumb technicalities said it wasn’t really a date.

“Mila, your friends are here!” she heard her mother call from downstairs.

“Friends?”

Soon after, loud knocks on her door announced their presence.

“Mila, open up! We need details!” came Grace’s voice.

“What the hell are you two doing here?” Mila asked, opening the door and finding her two best friends right there.

Grace and Sarah showed themselves into her room and got comfortable on her bed.

“You said in the group chat that you were going home, so we decided to come pester you for details,” Sarah said.

“And you had to come all the way to my house?”

“Of course,” Grace sang. “It’s not the same through text and we didn’t want to wait till tomorrow.”

“…Alright, fine!” Mila discarded the fake mask of annoyance and sat on her bed with her friends, her face showing a huge, eager grin.

The three girls sat in a triangle. They’d done this plenty of times, be it in her room or in any of theirs.

“Okay, so spill it,” Sarah prompted. “I can guess by that stupid smile that it went well, but how well?”

“Holy shit, it’s hard to put into words. Like, it was a fairly normal date until we went to the love hotel. Remember that night at Thomas’ house? This was on an entirely different level.”

“Hold up, girl,” Grace chuckled. “As much as I want to hear about that, start from the beginning. I want to hear how this ‘normal date’ went, too.”

“Okay, I say normal, but it was really fun,” Mila started. “He went with me to that boutique we like. I was worried he’d be bored, so I teased him a bit as I tried on clothes. Worked like a charm. I tried on this high-slit dress and I could see in his eyes how much he wanted me. I dragged him into the changing room and we made out. He even sucked on my tits.” Mila shuddered at the memory. “Shit, I wanted to do it there and then, but I also wanted to keep him on the edge.”

“So he’s really into doing it in public places?” Sarah asked. “You would never think that looking at him, huh?”

“Just wait. It gets better. I tried on this outfit that he liked, so I bought it and wore it throughout the date.” Mila was wearing her uniform at that moment, having changed before leaving the hotel. “We went to the coffee shop and we had a good conversation. Okay, sure, I did most of the talking, but he answered well and asked me questions. He’s a good listener and really tried to keep conversations going. We had a nice heart to heart. I told him bluntly that we’re friends right now.”

“Oh shit, did you?” Sarah asked. “How did he react?”

“…A little hard to say. Only sometimes do you see him change his poker face, right? And that’s mostly when he’s horny or seriously caught off guard. I think he was happy. I told him we were friends who did dirty stuff together ‘for now’ and he answered saying he’d do his best.”

“Alright, I get you,” Grace nodded. “Still, you think he felt friend-zoned?”

“I’ll get there. For now, I also told him to have this conversation with you two as well, since I can’t speak for you. That said, if you ask him out after I told him we were friends I’ll be so fucking pissed. It’ll make him think I don’t like him that way.”

“Alright, alright,” Grace laughed. “Don’t worry. I was the one that said not to rush. I’ll keep my word.”

“Good. Then, continuing. We were just going to eat some sweets there, right? I wasn’t planning anything more. But then I reached for my fork and dropped it. I was just gonna pick it up, but I realized I could work with that.”

“Let me guess,” Sarah said, smirking. “You asked him to pick it up and flashed him your panties under the table?”

Mila flinched. “Am I that unoriginal?”

“Don’t worry. That’s a classic,” Grace said. “How did he take it? I gave him my panties the other day and he was worried that I’d be going commando. It was sweet, but a little boring, I’ll admit.”

“You think so?” Sarah asked her. “I say good on him for stopping you. That sounds like a dumb risk. Weirdly, sex in the old music room is safer than that because no one else goes there and we can lock the door.”

“I know,” Grace sighed. “I just wanted to tease him more.”

“Mmm. Well, here he was anything but prude,” Mila told them. “He actually got closer and started kissing my thighs and licking my pussy through my panties.”

“Holy shit!” her two friends exclaimed with excited grins.

Mila covered her heated face with her hands. “I was getting so fucking wet. I wanted to keep him on edge, but he turned the tables on me. I just needed to have him inside me. When we went to the love hotel I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. It was SO. FUCKING. GOOD. I was coming my brains out every other minute. Seriously.” Mila noticed her friends were starting to get red-faced as well just from imagining it. “Full disclosure here. Have either of you ever done ****?”

Her friends raised an eyebrow at the question.

“I haven’t. Don’t want to ever do it,” Sarah answered directly.

“…I’ve smoked weed twice,” Grace admitted. “Didn’t like it. Mostly made me sleepy. Never done it again. I don’t want to try the hardest stuff either. I only smoked out of dumb peer pressure.”

Mila nodded. “I haven’t done **** either, so I don’t know if what I’m gonna say is accurate, but… Oliver fucked me for over two hours straight and it made me feel like I’d gotten high on sex. I just can’t describe it any other way. Every orgasm was a hundred times better than doing it myself. I was seeing white, the room was spinning around me, my whole body was shaking. And then, after I dozed off for a few minutes, I was feeling so refreshed. I feel so good now, like… even better than coming out of the spa.”

“No kidding?” Sarah said, eyes wide.

Mila nodded again. “I don’t know if it was all the edging during the date, if it was that we did it for almost three hours, or if Oliver has simply gotten better, but oh boy, I’m taking him to a hotel again soon.”

Grace swallowed. “My God. You’re not joking.”

“Why would I?” Mila groaned and hid her face again. “I almost screamed ‘I love you’ so many times. I had to stop myself just short once. We said we’d take it slow, but… This isn’t taking it slow! I know I was a virgin before Oliver and that I’ve only ever dated this one guy in middle school, but I doubt most long-term couples have gone as far as we have with him already.”

“…That’s true. I’ve never let any guy touch me like I let him.” Grace sighed. “Regardless, we should stick to the plan. I say we keep this up for a month like we said before we ask him to be our boyfriend.”

“This is messed up, but fine,” Sarah groaned. “It’s better if I forget all I’ve learned about dating at this point. This is another thing entirely.”

Mila nodded. “I was thinking that, too. I… I did tell him that we should get to know each other first and that maybe then we could think about taking things further.”

“Oh, so you’re the one getting ahead of us. Very cheeky, Mila,” Grace teased.

“How do we even take things further, though?” Sarah asked. “We already let him grope us, we make out with him, we blow him, and even have sex.”

“…We’ll get there when we get there, okay?” Grace said. “I’m just winging this. Not like I’ve ever done something like this before. I only ever sleep with a guy after making sure he’s a decent sort.”

“Well, if you ask me, Oliver is more than decent,” Mila said. “Yes, he’s hot as a kettle and cute as a button, but more than that, I like being with him. It’s comfy.”

“I get that,” Grace said, smiling and sighing dreamily. “I just really hope our hunch isn’t wrong. If he’s one of those that turns into an asshole the moment they start feeling comfortable with you, I’m gonna be so disappointed. No, I’ll be actually heartbroken.”

“It does raise some red flags that he doesn’t have friends other than Thomas,” Sarah said.

“You know that’s because he’s terrified of talking to people, though,” Mila protested. “I really don’t think he’s one of those.”

“Oh, don’t get me wrong, I trust my hunch,” Grace insisted. “I wouldn’t be going this far if I didn’t. I just hope I’m not wrong, because…” She pursed her lips and stopped talking.

“Grace?” Sarah asked. “Because what?”

“Sorry, I was getting carried away with my thoughts. Don’t mind me.”

“Just say it, woman,” Mila pouted. “I just told you how I was got fucked stupid for two hours. You can tell us what you were thinking.”

“…Fine. The thing is, I don’t believe Oliver is normal. I can’t put my finger on it, but I think this is only the beginning of something bigger.”

“What do you mean?”

“That’s as much as I’ll say. I’m not even sure of what I’m saying. I only know that I felt something… special yesterday, when I did it with him in that room.”

“…” Mila thought she had an idea of what Grace meant by that. She’d felt it too. “Like you understood him a little better after doing it?”

Grace’s eyes widened at Mila’s words, but she nodded. “Like, for a bit after it, I understood his… fears and his desires. It was a little creepy, but also… reassuring.”

“I… I felt something similar,” Mila admitted and closed her eyes. “Again, I can’t speak for you two, but… Oliver likes me. I’m sure of it. He likes me in the same way I like him.”

“Okay, you two are getting esoteric,” Sarah said.

“You’ll understand when you do it with him again,” Grace said, shrugging. “Are you doing it tomorrow or waiting until your Sunday date?”

“Shit, I want to do it tomorrow, but if holding it in makes it feel even better…”

“Yeah, I’m waiting till Saturday to do it again,” Grace said. “I think I’ll take Mila’s idea and take him to a hotel. Any tips you can share with us?” she asked Mila.

“Hmm… I’d say do whatever you want. It’s your date, so have fun. But if you really want me to give you tips, then… Yeah, make sure to tease him and keep him on edge, like I said. Show him some skin, touch him and let him touch you but don’t go all the way until the end. Then take him to a hotel or somewhere you can fuck without worries and just set him loose. Seriously, I tried taking the lead for a moment but it felt so much better to let him do whatever he wanted with me. He’s wild, but nothing hurt. That’s what felt best for me, but if you want to try something else, be my guest.”

“Mmm, I might follow your experienced advice,” Grace said, grinning and looking at Sarah. “But who knows if Ms. I’m-in-control-here will do the same?”

“…I’ll think about it.”

At the mention of Sunday, Mila then realized something she’d overlooked. “Wait, don’t you have one of your family outings this Sunday?”

“Yeah, but I already told them I had plans. I rarely not go, so they said it was okay this time.”

“Okay, enough about Oliver,” Grace said. “Show us the outfit you bought. I saw the pictures, but I still want to see it. The jacket looked nice.”

“Sure, but it’s a little messy. I didn’t take it off for the first round.”

“Who knew you were so kinky,” Sarah laughed.

The three friends spent some more time together, talking about everything and anything until the two visitors left an hour later.

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