Gathering the house

Exhausted and panting you lean against the wall with shaky legs. Charlie talks to Heather quietly while Lucy stands up with a tiny gap between you, her cleavage hanging out of her low cut pink blouse, giving you a wide smile. Her hips sway in her tight skinny jeans as she walks away with your eyes glued to her round ass. Man, I'm so lucky.

The sound of running water brings your focus back. Charlie had left the bedroom to the on suite bathroom, probably to clean up. Heather was still lay on the bed but wasn't coughing thankfully. Why the fuck is she still with that ass. You shake your head, put your cock away and close your jeans before leaving. You walk around the house going to everyone else's rooms and tell them where to meet.

You catch Lucy in the hallway nearby and start with her then move to Bella's room, who'd finished cleaning herself. She greets you with a smile, her black hair still wet and hanging over her left shoulder. She wears a tight white tank top that clings to her lithe frame, a tight pair of black cargo pants and she's also wearing a pair of leather combat boots that go up to her mid calves.

"Shoes already?" You ask gesturing to her feet.

"Being prepared. Just because we said we're out of the way doesn't mean we should believe nothing will find us." Bella's smile lowers.

"That's smart yeah." You nod briefly. "We're gonna gather in the living room again to discuss what to do today. Since you've got the most experience I'd like your opinions the most."

She returns your nod and leaves. "I'll see you down there."

Next you make your way to Sam's room, or at least would have been her room. Okay so we kissed, no big deal, friends kiss all the time right? You approach her door and stall in front of it. You raise your hand to knock but stop short. I should think of something funny to say. Hmm no, something charming... Damn, just go in, you're friends after all. Despite yourself you feel the lingering kiss on your lips still.

Pushing through your own thoughts you hit the door, harder than you meant too, and then try again with actual knocking. "Y-yes!" Sam calls out startled. "Um come in."

You slowly open the door and step through. All your thoughts fly out of your head once you lay eyes on Sam. She sits on a chair slipping on a pair of black ankle heeled boots with block heels. Following up her legs she wears a pair of blue skinny jeans, much like Lucy just without the large round ass behind. On top she wears a thin red t-shirt that looks a little too big for her which is covered by a ripped denim jacket.

"Wow." You stare dumbfounded. Her cheeks light up hiding her pale freckles.

"Hi Michael." She finishes with her boots and stays seated. A tense silence passes between you two. "Do you like it." Sam eventually speaks with a smile forming.

"I love it, you look great." You reply quickly. "Although what's with the heels? Doesn't that make walking difficult?"

"This are pretty wide so they're not too bad plus-" She slams her foot into the floor. "-they hurt like a bitch." You both share a laugh for a moment.

"Well I'm glad you're dressed now, we're all meeting in the living room again to make plans for today. I just need to finish getting everyone and I'll see you down there."

"Yeah sure. Hopefully your parents aren't still going at it." Sam playfully rolls her eyes with a smirk. Hoping off the chair she strides towards the door, straight towards you. Your throat dries up and you freeze in place. "Michael?" She stops in front of you.

"Samantha... What- what did you want to say to me? This morning?" She looks away from your gaze.

"Oh that. Haha. I just was, well..." She fidgets with her hands and lowers her voice. "I'll tell you tonight okay..." You step out of her way, letting her pass you while avoiding eye contact. No sense in pushing her. You watch her walk away before moving yourself.

"Hopefully they're finished now." You say to yourself picturing Heather in your head. Quickly making your way back to her room you're pleasantly surprised to see the door wide open. You knock while entering.

Heather calls through from the bathroom. "Hey, I'll be just a second."