When we opened the door to Talia 's house, we were met with a chorus of cheers as everyone started clapping. I felt myself blushing as we stood in the doorway, though Amy showed no shame and waltzed right into the house.
"Alright, alright, alright!" she said loudly. "Enough with the dramatics."
"Holy shit, you two!" Corrine said with a smile, "That was... that was so fucking hot!"
Closing the door behind me, I sheepishly asked, "How... how long were you...?"
"Almost the whole time," Talia replied, grinning from ear-to-ear. "I saw your headlights and was wondering what was taking you two so long, and... well, you know first-hand what happened next. Couldn't help myself. You put on quite the show."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we get it. You're all a bunch of voyeuristic pervs," Amy replied, hands on her hips.
I couldn't help but have mixed feelings when I locked eyes with Stephanie, whose gaze was somewhat indecipherable. On the one hand, the corner of her mouth was curled up into a smirk, cheeks slightly flushed as she glanced away and then back at me. There seemed to be what I can only describe as indecisiveness in her eyes, as if she was happy for me on one hand and yet... I don't want to say remorseful or longing... I don't really know how to describe it. Anyway, she was standing in front of Simon, with her hands behind her back and level with his crotch. Based on the look on his face and the way he seemed to be struggling to breathe casually, her hands were in no way idle, toying with him through his jeans. A familiar pang of jealousy echoed in my gut, though I wasn't quite sure why anymore.
Elizabeth sat red-faced on the couch beside Rachel, trying to hide a small grin when our eyes met. If she was at all upset about what she saw, she wasn't showing it. I was never quite sure where we stood, and that particular fog had yet to dissipate. As for Rachel sitting beside her, her nipples were so hard they looked like they might poke right through the fabric of her shirt. She never was one for wearing bras, not that I was complaining.
"So question," Amy asked, "Can I grab a quick shower to wash up before we leave?"
"Sure thing," Talia replied with a grin. "But remember, this is an religious household, so you'll have to... scrub your own back, if you catch my drift."
"Kiss my ass," Amy said as she tried to suppress a grin.
"Don't forget I go both ways," Talia shot back, smacking Amy's rear as she passed.
As Amy walked down the hall, Corrine took the opportunity to come up to me and give me a quick hug, whispering in my ear, "Thanks for the show. I really enjoyed it."
I couldn't help but feel guilty in that moment. After all, we had shared a passionate moment between ourselves, and after deciding not to pursue anything further, here I was a few days later banging Amy in full view of everyone, albeit unintentionally. One might say that I has simply moved on, but considering how fast everything happened, it felt more like I had kicked her to the curb, and that just didn't sit right with me.
"Corrine... I..."
"And don't think that I mind," she said as she cut me off, "I was the one who said I didn't want things to get serious, so don't feel bad or anything. I know you well enough that I can see you doing that, so please don't."
Feeling a certain weight falling from my shoulders, I let out a sigh and smiled. "Thank you, Corrine."
Leaning up to my ear, she whispered, "That being said, I'm not against us having a little fun again."
Her tongue flicked my earlobe, making me shiver with excitement as she flashed her usual sultry smile, stepping back and packing what remained of our food for the week. As I watched her walk away, I couldn't help but smile at the possibilities to come. This vacation was going to be amazing!
"I guess everything worked out, then?" Talia said as she stood beside me, pulling me out of my erotic fantasies.
"Yeah. Yeah, I guess it did," I replied, turning towards her and placing my hands on her shoulders. "Thank you, Talia. Thank you for convincing me to finally talk with Amy. I... wasn't expecting things to happen the way they did, but you're the one who pushed me to fix things, and I'll always be grateful for that."
"You don't have to thank me," she said as she stepped in for a hug, holding me tight. "You're two of my best friends in the whole world. And besides, you helped sort out the whole Steve situation, so I owed you for that."
"Dammit, Steve."
"Dammit, Steve," she chuckled.
After Talia went off to make some last-minute preparations, I went down the hall to grab my bags from the guest room so we could start packing up my truck. As I was just reaching the room, the door just across the hall opened and Amy, still dressed in her clothes from the track meet, poked her head out.
"Hey, Ian," she whispered. "Real quick."
While I knew that there was no way she was about to pull me into the shower with her, the thought of it flashed across my mind, and it was a wonderful thought indeed. I took a glance down the hall to see that we were alone and stood in the doorway, wondering what she had to say.
"Can... can you not mention what we talked about before we... you know, the stuff about my parents? I... I haven't told anyone but you, and..."
I stopped her by putting my palm on her cheek, replying with a smile, "Amy, it's your life, and it's your secret. It isn't mine to tell. Anything you say between us stays that way."
She smiled and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "Thanks, Ian."
I watched as she stepped back into the bathroom, peeling her shirt up over her head and giving me a full-frontal view of her athletic body. With a coy smile, she turned to the side and bent over at the waist as she slowly peeled her uniform bottoms off, kicking them off when she had finished.
"Maybe you can scrub my back at the cabin," she said with a wink, giving a quick turn and closing the door with her foot, leaving me with a parting-shot of her ass and a raging hard-on.
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