Head to classmates.

Mrs. Sinfasts words ring in your ear as you resume to untie your second shoe. There was some truth to her offer, you knew what this night would be and yet you came. Still, she was very hot but.. maybe its best to take it slow. With both shoes off you head into the main room.

A high glass ceiling peaks at the top of a gorgeous cabin. To the left there are stairs going up and down. To the right you hear kitchen chatter of all 8 mothers. And straight ahead there a double door to an outside balcony, fireplace, huge couch, and gathered around a large tv is 7 other highschoolers. As you approach about half turn to greet you. You recognize Greg Johnson, Matt Rocksteady, Isaac Dong, and Alec Deepstroke. Matt turns immediately to great you, "doug hey glad you made it! Have you met everyone?"

"Oh no i know some people, guess our moms all know each other." Matt proceeds to name all three remaining males chuck, larry, and peter. Within minutes everyone is best of friends, drinking soda, playing mario cart, and chatting about school. It wasnt until a little bit later that you noticed larry wasnt engaging much at all. He was staring into the kitchen. Curiousity got the best of you and you swing to the long side of the couch to see what was happening. Inside you could see all the moms. Just like the boys, you knew some but not others. One was staring right back at pale.and sweating larry. Samantha sinfast winks at him, bites, her lips, and smiles at larry. Each one you can see larry fall deeper into a trance.

"Hey larry," you feel the need to warn him, "whats going on with mrs. Sinfast."

"Whats it to you?" Larry snaps with an aggression you didnt expect. "She wants me to fuck her. Dont you dare squeel to peter about his mom."

Just the rudeness was enough to convince you not to correct him. Hed be the one getting fucked tonight. Sinking back into the couch you catch samantha pushing her cheek in with her tongue. You return to games with the others until a voice breaks the silence.

"Hey can any of you strong men help me carry my bag upstairs?" Samantha sinfast asks while leaning over the couch.

Her large breasts danging in larrys face and he screeches. "Me oh ill help!"

Peter Sinfast doesnt look up as he replies, "oh yeah good, i didnt want to anyway."

You see samantha take larry by the hand. Her smooth hip sways offset by larrys stumbling and blushing up the chairs. Most of the males go back to what they were doing but you and isaac stare as the pair ascend the staircase out of view.

Isaac broke the silence, "he didnt even carry up her bags.." with a shrug he turned back to the rest.

You wait.. listening.. until.

Ring ring.

A tiny bell rings from above your head. With a flutter all seven moms squeel with joy. Theres conversations shift to quick and excited. You know what the bell means but that isnt what you were listening for. A minute crawls before it comes.

Thump thump thump.

The sound of pounding and a headboard hitting a wall. Isaac turns back again, "what is that?"

Samantha is fucking larry...

Your mouth is dry and youve become very aware of how fast your heart is beating. Your mind tells you to stay put but your heart.. wants to go upstairs.