Meeting The Rest of The Crew

As I showered myself quickly, guilt fell on my shoulders and made me hunch over. Two dicks in less than twenty-four hours. What on earth was I doing? I thought. I had to get myself together. Then my cellphone rang. I didn’t answer of course. I saw a call from one of my girlfriends Lisa.

She left a message. I listened, “Hey sis, how are you? I was just checking on you because someone said they saw some chick leaving your apartment last night, call me.”

My neck got hot. So, he didn’t give a fuck. He was already doing other women in the apartment. Shit, he was doing that before I left. I don’t know why I was surprised. The guilt I felt quickly vanished. A sly grin appeared on my face. Okay, sir, you have your fun and I’ll have mine, I thought.

I got dressed into a pair of black and gray tie-die high-waisted leggings with a red sports bra and some white sneakers. I slicked my hair back to show off my amazing high cheekbones and smile. I stepped outside and saw Stefano.

He was so fucking hot. His skin had this dark tint to it. He had these deep-set blue eyes and jet-black hair. He told me his mother was Greek and his father was Italian. He was all kinds of fine with muscles everywhere and he was blessed.

I approached him. We walked and chatted as we headed to the main house down the path and through the woods.

The house was beautiful. It looked so, Auntie Nina. With beautiful large windows, the décor outside was fun and festive with palm trees, colorful flowers, tiki torches, fire pits, and multiple seating areas. Stefano opened the door, “After you,” he said.

We walked inside. It was quiet. The main room looked like a movie theater. “This is where we have movie nights. The next room looked more like a living room with a sofa and some recliners. The kitchen was to the left with the patio door that led to another sitting area before the deck with a pool.

He walked to the huge double-door stainless steel refrigerator, opened it, and pulled out eggs, sausage, fruit, veggies, and pancake mix. “You can cut the fruit and veggies. I’ll make the eggs with sausage and potatoes. We can both do the pancakes.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I replied as I washed off the fruit he gave me to cut to make fruit salad. I had successfully placed my beautiful fruit salad with two options. The first was the melon medley which was a mixture of cantaloupe, watermelon, and honeydew and there was the citrus delight which was strawberry, pineapple, and kiwi.

I placed them on the island countertop, set out some plates, utensils, cups, fresh water, and juice and the coffee was brewing.

The kitchen smelled wonderful as the aroma of the eggs and sausage filled the room. I helped make the pancakes. He mixed the ingredients and I poured the batter onto the griddle. He touched my nose playfully placing batter on it. I wiped it off.

“I see you’ve met Stefano,” a familiar voice sounded.

I looked up and saw Justin wearing a pair of shorts and no shirt. I suddenly had a flashback of us together. I blushed. He smiled, “Good morning, Chelsea,” he said as he kissed my cheek.

“Good morning. I was helping Stefano.”

He smiled. “Did you join Stefano for a run?”

I blushed, “yeah.”

Stefano nudged me, “She asked me to be her trainer. I’ll be working her out every morning.” He grinned.

Justin chuckled, “It’s fine. When she’s done working out with you if she needs more, she knows where to find me.”

“She won’t need you,” he pushed him playfully, “once she’s with me.”

He laughed.

The door opened and in walked this sexy dark haired woman. She strutted toward Stefano and Justin, “Now fellas calm down. I know it’s exciting having a new girl here. Control yourselves.” She reached for a piece of sausage and winked at me, “besides,” she said looking at Stefano, “Justin fucks way better.” She nudged him.

“Is that so?”

She laughed, “You know I love fucking with you, Stefano.” She looked at me, “He’ll pound my pussy hard tonight for that comment. I love getting him worked up. I’m Naomi Rogers, you must be Chelsea.”

I chuckled at her statement and replied, “Nice to meet you.” She helped me bring the rest of the food to the counter.

After all the food was set up, the room suddenly came alive. More eye candy walked into the kitchen. Four men. I waved and smiled, “Good morning.”

They spoke and checked me out as they went to the counter to get some grub. This one guy with dark-chocolate skin a pure vision of loveliness with a beard said, “After you beautiful.”

I stood in front of him and fixed my plate. He smelled like essential oils. I loved some oils. I got my food and sat at the table next to Stefano and Justin was on the other side of me.

The others sat. Naomi sat across from me. Then two guys sat on either side of her and two guys sat on opposite ends of the long rectangular table.

We should do introductions,” said Justin, “Let’s tell each other a little bit about ourselves. I’ll go first, you met me last night. I live here with Naomi and Charles my um. Well, we live together in this house.”

“Man, just tell the girl y’all be in here fucking here each other, it’s 2021 ain’t nobody tripping off that anymore,” said the gentleman that let me go ahead of him.

Justin laughed, “Yes, Charles, Naomi, and I are lovers.”

I nodded, “Okay.”

“Yes. But we are open to each other which is why we are all here together. I’m lucky enough to have these handsome men in my life,” said Naomi. “we all met in high school and have been friends since then. Charles and Justin were out here by themselves until I came and joined them. Best decision I ever made.”

“And I’m Charles. Justin and I were dating and then Naomi came along. It’s been fun. We all enjoy each other’s company. We take care of the island, we have movie nights, and we eat, drink, and talk. You’ll love it here.”

“I’ll go next,” he said as he stared at me with mesmerizing eyes and spoke with a sexy accent, “I’m Christian Munoz. I visit a few times a year. I’m here for the next two months. I work as an engineer. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Chelsea.”

“Likewise.”

“And we met earlier sis, I’m Andre Nichols. I’m a writer. My schedule allows me to work from anywhere. I look forward to chopping it up with you over the next few weeks.”

I smiled, “Thank you. Nice meeting you.”

“And you know me. I’m Stefano. I live here most of the time. I’ll probably be here for a little longer. I plan is to meet a beautiful woman one day and we’ll open a restaurant in Florida together.”

“Nice,” I replied smiling.

“And I’m Asif Carrillo. I also visit a few times a year. I own a couple of shopping centers. I have people manage them for me but I do have to meet with them to make sure the money is right and things are properly cared for.”

“Oh, I completely understand. I’m Chelsea Miller. I’m a makeup artist and esthetician. I’m just here for the next few weeks to have fun forget my troubles and enjoy this beautiful place with you all.”

They smiled. We lifted our glasses and toasted, “To the island.”