The morning after

The morning was an unwelcome guest for Amy. Hangovers were so much worse these days. She lifted up her head and saw that she was the first one awake. She was tempted to go back to sleep but she was a little sore from the couch so she sat up, drank some water and staggered out of the room.

Peter was sitting in the kitchen reading his tablet. He looked up and chortled. “It’s not often I see you looking so unkempt. Was it a good night?” he asked.

Amy saw the cafetiere of coffee on the table was still half full so she grabbed a mug and threw herself gracelessly on a chair. “It was great fun but I’m regretting it now,” she croaked.

While she drank coffee Peter got up and threw some effervescent vitamin tablets in some water and passed her the glass. She thanked him and drank it down. “I’ve already been out to the shop this morning,” said Peter. “I got some bacon and bread rolls. I also picked up some vegan bacon just in case. I know a lot of young people are into that these days.”

“We didn’t disturb you last night did we?” she asked while sipping her drink.

“No, I was out like a light. I’m not sure how legal those sleeping pills were but they are a godsend when trying to deal with jetlag. Someone from work got them for me. At least these ones had a label which is more than I can say for a lot of the pills that man has.”

They talked a little about the party and then Amy stood up and stretched. “I think I’m going to take a shower. I don’t feel so dire anymore.” She turned and as she walked towards the door she bumped into Beth. “Oh,” she said in surprise. “Morning cutie, is anyone else awake?”

“Not yet,” said Beth, looking shy. “I was wondering if I could talk to you about something?” she said, looking furtively at Peter.

“Sure but I was just on my way to have a shower.”

“Oh, it’s okay, it can wait,” said Beth.

“No, no. I’ll tell you what. Go and grab your toothbrush and we can chat in the bathroom. It’s just us girls,” said Amy with a smile.

Beth seemed unsure but Amy urged her along and before she knew it, Beth was standing in the Bathroom while Amy pulled off her clothes. Beth looked away a little embarrassed. Amy noticed but didn’t say anything as she climbed into the shower. “I’m guessing this is about last night,” Amy said as she began to wet herself.

“Yeah,” confirmed Beth. “I just wanted you to know that I’m not going to tell anyone and I’m sorry for watching you.”

“You looked like you were enjoying it.”

“I… Yeah. Again, sorry,” stammered Beth.

“Stop it. Do you think by the way I reacted that I minded in the slightest?”

“I guess not.

“So relax,” laughed Amy. “I am grateful you are going to keep quiet about it though. Not so much for me as Kenny. He’d be super upset if he realised we’d been busted. It was me who pestered him into it after all.”

“You’re having a relationship with Kenny?” Beth asked.

“In a way. We aren’t a couple or anything but we are playing around. Does that shock you?”

“A bit, yeah,” said Beth. “What about him going off with Lula?”

“I set them up. Lula asked me if Kenny was interested in her. I told her yes and then arranged for them to be alone for a bit. Why, jealous?”

“A bit,” Beth said, frankly. “I thought he was into me. We kind of connected at the last meet-up. I was hoping he might show some interest in me.”

“Sweetie, he is totally interested in you, he is just interested in Lula as well.”

“And you.”

Amy chuckled. “Yes, he’s interested in me too but that is not quite the same. I threw myself at him.”

“Why?” asked Beth.

“Because he needed someone to show interest in him. He’s a nice boy but too shy with too little self-esteem. A low self-esteem that is totally unjustified as I am finding out.” Her hand dipped between her legs and she stopped herself from getting spirited down there and just cleaned herself. She stopped the shower and got out. Beth was caught unprepared and Amy caught Beth admiring her body. “Can I ask you a question?” she said as she reached for a towel.

“Sure,” said Beth, turning away as if caught.

“When you were watching us, who were you looking at while touching yourself, Kenny or me?”

Beth knew that there was no point in denying what she had been doing but it was hard to have it so blatantly laid bare. “You,” she said quietly.

“I thought so,” said Amy standing close to Beth. “That’s why I pulled up my nightie. I thought you might like a better view. Are you into girls?”

“I, don’t know. I thought I was straight but now I don’t know.” Beth looked away and seemed a little upset.

“Hey,” soothed Amy as she stroked Beth’s arm. “It’s not something to be upset about.”

“I just never thought I might be gay. I always thought women were beautiful but I never felt like that before.”

“Do you like having sex with guys?” Amy asked.

“I’ve never… I mean… I’m still a virgin.”

“I’m sorry, Beth. I just assumed that because you are so beautiful that guys would have been all over you.”

“I’m not very approachable,” said Beth. “Guys are usually too busy being vulgar about my chest. I’ve had a couple of boyfriends but I never let it get very far.”

“Were you attracted to them?”

“Yeah, sure. At least, I think I was.”

“Just because you find me attractive doesn't mean you are just into women,” said Amy. “You might not be into women at all. You might just have a girl crush. It happens. You might be, or you might not. Catching me having sex is not a great way to judge. You might have been turned on by the situation or how much pleasure I was experiencing.”

“Maybe…”

“Try not to let it worry you. What will be will be, as they say,” said Amy, lightening the mood. “Also, if you are interested in Kenny, don’t let what we were doing put you off. You have to fight for these things.” Beth smiled and nodded. Amy opened the bathroom door. “If you ever want to talk about it, you can get my number off the group chat. I’ve got a bit of experience and I’m happy to help.” With that, she went to her bedroom to get dressed.

The lazy after party started to take place and Peter made himself popular in the kitchen by frying up bacon. Amy could see that Beth was subdued. She wanted to help but wasn’t sure how just yet. She was happy to see Kenny taking some of the host role as he handed out bacon and made caffeinated beverages for people. By lunchtime, people were beginning to drift away. George stayed until last to help clean up and thank them for hosting.

“I’m going to put my head down for a bit,” yawned Amy. “Could you wake me up in say, an hour and a half, Darling?” she asked Peter.

Peter and Kenny decided to do a workout. Peter asked for the gossip from the night. Kenny told him about what had happened with Lula. Peter was genuinely pleased for him. “I hadn’t done that much by your age. She is very appealing, well done,” he told him.

They talked a little more then Kenny said, “Apparently Meggan ended up giving oral to Anuvab in the downstairs toilet.”

Peter laughed. “I hope they didn’t make a mess. How did you find out?”

“Meggan was telling everyone. Anuvab was less keen to share. He looked like he wanted to die of embarrassment every time he overheard her telling someone.”

“**** is a hell of a ****. I don’t know who to feel happy for if anyone.”

“Anuvab had a smile on his face until she started telling everyone. I’m sure he enjoyed it. Meggan certainly did,” said Kenny.

Peter took a shower and threw on his bathrobe before going down to make Amy a coffee to wake her up. He went into the bedroom and opened the curtains which made Amy stir. He put the coffee on her bedside table and lay down next to her. She rolled over and pulled him into a cuddle. “Feeling better?” he asked.

“Mmm, I think so,” she croaked. “Let me wake up a bit and I’ll let you know.” She took a big sniff. “You smell nice. All clean.” She snaked her hand into the robe and found his cock. “Mmm, naked husband.”

“How are you horny after that hangover?” he asked her.

“A sexy man just got in my bed. How can I not be horny.” She could feel his cock beginning to harden in her hand. “Can I persuade you to a little roll in the hay?”

“Kenny’s about, he just went for a shower himself.”

“What does that matter unless you want to wait until he has finished so he can join in.” His cock sprang to full attention. “He wouldn’t care even if he did happen to hear us and he won’t come this way, he’ll just go to his room.”

Peter relented and threw his robe off before climbing on top of Amy who welcomed him with enthusiastic giggles. Soon he was inside her and they were making love. She was acutely aware that this was her second round of sex within the last twenty-four hours and Peter was the second man. It made her feel wicked and she liked it. It was interesting having both so close together. Peter was smaller but still felt good if not as intense as Kenny. The big difference was that Peter and her had been together for years and he knew just where to touch and how. He knew what pace she liked and what angle. It was wonderfully familiar.

She purposefully left out any further goading comments. She wanted him to last and to feel close to him. She still loved him and enjoying the feeling of him inside her only reassured her that he was still important to her. That said, she wanted to ask him something but she wanted him to have clear post-orgasm clarity before she did so.

It was delightful, lazy Sunday afternoon sex. Like a blanket, a classic movie and a mug of hot chocolate. She reached a gentle orgasm which was soon followed by his. They lay in companionable silence for a moment and once their heart rates had calmed, she lifted her head up and asked, “What would you say if I wanted to ask a girl out on a romantic date?”