Ricky

I head over and open the door to reveal Ricky. Despite being around 6' tall Ricky was a lanky guy with very little muscle on him. That, along with his long shaggy hair, untrimmed facial hair, and general dress sense, made it a mystery to me how he was the head of their friend group. Jason was twice the man this guy was. As he caught sight of me I could see the surprise all over his face before it turned into a leer as he looked me up and down. Trying to suppress my distaste for him I invited him in. "You must be one of Jason's friends! Please, come in." He didn't say a word as he followed me inside and closed the door. It's only as I was leading him to the lounge that I wished that I had changed my outfit. I could practically feel his eyes on my leggings clad ass. Nothing to be done about it now. As we entered the lounge Jason stood to greet him. "Hey Ricky, I see you’ve met…" Shit. How did we miss that?! Discussed our dating backstory but didn't give me a girl's name. I can't say Alex. That's way too on the nose. What if he figured it out? "…Tracey" "I sure have." Ricky walks past and gives me a light smack on the ass. I jump and glare at him but that just seems to make him grin. Well, it's not the worst name. Not the best either but at least Jason picked one. And I think Ricky was too distracted to notice the pause. They both sit on the couch and I figure I better be a good host/girlfriend. "Can I get you boys a drink?" Ricky is the first to respond. "Just a beer sweet cheeks." Followed by a wink. I roll my eyes before turning to Jason. "Want anything honey?" I'm really trying to lay it on thick. "Ahh… Just a water… Babe." God, he's awful at this. "Sure thing!" I lend over and give him another kiss on the cheek. Thankfully he doesn't blush like a tomato this time but as I stand up to head to the kitchen to see I've given Ricky a nice view as I bent down.

I quickly grab the drinks from and kitchen and a soda for myself before returning and handing them out. "Why don't you take a seat, Tracey?" Ricky said as he pats his lap. I roll my eyes at him and give out a small scoff. "I think I'll be fine over here, thank you." I take a seat next to Jason and lean up against him. Ricky seems annoyed but starts prodding with a few basic questions. How you guys met, how long you've been going out, telling embarrassing stories about Jason but I always manage to turn them around or get Jason to laugh along too calling them cute, or how cool it is that he has loads of adventures to talk about. Always putting your hand on his chest, leaning closer to him, giving him a little tap on the arm when you're laughing. Little by little I can see Ricky getting more annoyed. I'm not sure if it's that fact that his stories aren't making me run for the hills or if it's that Jason just has a girlfriend at all. Jason seems to have relaxed as well and is even making a few jokes about Ricky in return. But that newfound confidence is lost when Ricky asks his next question. "So, you two done it yet?" Immediately Jason's face goes back to that now-familiar shade of red. His mouth is like a goldfish as it opens and closes while he tries to search for an answer that won't make the situation any worse. Luckily, he has me. "It's okay Jason. You don't have to lie. We've been holding off cause I asked him to." I give him a smile and put my hand against his cheek. "Some guys are so obsessed with sex now. But he's happy to take things slow and makes me feel safe." A new emotion flows over Jason. Not quite embarrassment but maybe, pride? I mean, sure it's all true. He doesn't make me feel anxious to be around him in this new body, unlike like our unpleasant guest. Ricky feels the need to burst out laughing at my comment. Though this time Jason and I just keep looking at each other. "So what? You'd only bang people that make you "feel safe"." Ricky is really laying it on thick with the air quotes and that mocking tone but I whip my head around and stare him down. "Yes. I'd only ever be with someone I could trust completely." Maybe it was the confidence or even the volume of my voice, or maybe Ricky is just not used to people standing up to him, but it seems to have taken some of the wind out of his sails.