Dinner

It was Chelsea and my turn to cook dinner. We had some steak, chicken, and vegetable skewers we had prepared that we just needed to toss on the grill for a few minutes each. We worked in tandem as she passed me the plates of raw chicken, I put them on the grill, she cleaned the plates then came back just in time for them to be ready to take off. After the last plate was loaded up with cooked skewers, Chelsea came back outside as I cleaned off the grill.

"Everything going according to plan?" I asked. Chelsea pursed her lips and looked down, trying to hide a grin that was quickly growing on her lips. "Someone's been quite the little schemer."

"I'm not the only one," Chelsea replied. "It's not like everyone else has been against it all. It's been pretty easy, in fact. We've gone further than I expected already." She paused. "Really makes me wonder where we'll end up considering we still have two more nights and one more full day."

I chuckled. "Yea, with the way this has all been escalating..." I thought about it for a second then shook my head.

"I still can't believe that Ariel and Robert, of all people, were so on board with it. I was so worried we'd alienate her, but they were the easiest. Well, Lauren and Liam too. And I guess Lisa and Chris didn't exactly resist. It's like everyone showed up to the beach thinking the same thing."

"I still can't believe it all has happened," I said. "And is still going on."

"What's been your favorite part so far?" Chelsea asked.

"Honestly?" I replied. "I think my date with Lisa."

Chelsea seemed surprised.

"We had a lot of fun at the arcade. I figured we'd have a good time but she got really into it. Then everything in the car was just..." I trailed off, trying to find the words to describe how I felt when I kissed Lisa. Or when I felt her up. Or when she took her shirt off. Or when she sucked me off. Or when I pulled her shorts and thong down and licked her pussy. Or when she took off her bra and revealed her amazing rack to me. Or when she grabbed my cock and...

"It's sad that you guys got cut off," Chelsea said. "Right when you were getting to the good stuff."

"Oh, there was plenty of good stuff," I said with a chuckle. "And it was probably for the better."

"Do you think you'll get another chance? Like just you two, one on one? I can help wingman you if you want." If there was any further evidence needed that this whole situation had become completely insane, my girlfriend of ten years was currently offering to wingman me to hook up with her best friend because she felt bad that she only gave me a blowjob a few days ago.

"I think it's going to happen tonight," I said.

"Oh yea?" Chelsea perked up at the idea.

"While we were waiting for the coffee shop to open, we parked in the back of the lot, away from everything and... got a bit handsy. We didn't get too far before someone came in and opened the shop but Lisa made me promise that we would 'finish what we started two nights ago'."

"Oh, wow," Chelsea said, her eyebrows raising. "Someone's got a hot date tonight."

"What about you?" I asked. "What's been your favorite part?"

"Hmm, let's see. I did enjoy the look on Robert's face when I woke him up. And there was something sweet about how he blew his load once I took him into my mouth. He just clenched up and shot off. It reminded me of the first time I gave you a handjob. You made such a mess. There's something charming about it. I also really liked all the guys going down on us in the hot tub."

"Yea, that was super hot," I agreed. "Don't forget that you were the champ last night. I can't believe you got Chris off under the water like that. I wish I knew you had that super power."

Chelsea laughed.

"So tonight, you need to find an excuse to slip away with Lisa," she said. "And I need to find an excuse to slip away with Liam. Because I really want to climb on top of him and bounce up and down on that long cock of his."

"Well, let's make it happen." Chelsea smiled and kissed me. "I love you."

"I love you too."

As I covered up the grill and followed Chelsea inside, raindrops began falling onto the deck above us.

"Man, this sucks," Chris said as we sat down around the kitchen table, the sound of rain hitting glass and wood echoing through the interior. "Honestly, I'd still do a night dip if anyone wants to. Who cares if it's raining?"

Almost on cue, a clap of thunder rattled the walls.

"Goddammit," Chris groaned, defeated.

"Why don't we have that movie night tonight?" Lauren suggested. "We could watch something scary. It'd be really fun in the storm."

"I've got an idea," Robert said. He looked at Ariel then back to the group. "Why don't we go to that bar that Ariel and Liam went to? Volcano Lounge? We could hang out, have some drinks, do some dancing?" It was clear that it was Ariel's idea that Robert was putting forward in an attempt to get me and Chris on board. Robert was always good to take a hit for Ariel to make sure she was heard or considered. Chris and I were admittedly dismissive of her sometimes but Robert always stood up for her, often sacrificing a plan he'd rather be doing.