Calm before the storm

There are many students and even teachers who can't stand Leyla for her arrogant behavior but even they would never miss the chance to attend one of her parties. Because of her mother's wealth and lack of interest in her daughter Leyla can organize big parties in beautiful places. Lots of **** and a medium risk of waking up next to someone you don't know or even in a prison cell included.

As her friends since elementary school, you and Jenny are always welcome. But because Jenny disappears every day before sunset and you not being much into parties you've been to less than half of Leyla's parties. However, you are glad to be here with your girlfriend. The lake house is great and very impressive. There is a small wooden landing stage next to the house with a place for a small boat. You bind the boat that Jenny had taken there.

A lot of people are already there. About 20 guys and girls from your school are in the yard and the lakeside. You assume that there a few more are inside. Several crates of beer, a loud sound system, and a grill stand on the lakeside. According to the heated atmosphere, everyone must have had at least one beer. You also spot your math teacher a friendly, young, and quite attractive man who graduated university two years ago. Some of the female students dream about him but you are still surprised to see him here.

“Well, my underlings expect their queen to lead them,” Leyla says and moves to the door of the lake house, “have fun peasants, and don't hesitate to drink my beer until you pass out.”

“Be careful to not wake up sleeping dogs,” Jenny whispers and kisses Leyla on the cheek “ever got **** by a drunken girl?”

“Not sure what you see as ****,” Leyla answers and smiles, “I still prefer cocks over pussies. But is it **** if I liked it?”

“You are such a slut,” you comment laughing and smack Leyla's ass playfully, “now move your barely covered ass for your underlings, my queen.”

Leyla chuckles and moves to the lake house. Jenny takes her hand in yours and rests her head on your shoulder. You reach out for her with your free hand and caress her head.

“I know you did it for fun,” Jenny mumbles smiling, “but for the rest of the day I would prefer your hand on nobody's ass except mine.”

“That will be hard,” you say grinning, “all the asses here are hot and hardly covered. Tamya is already naked. If you want me to hold back you should motivate me somehow.”

“Well if you manage to stay out of trouble and asses until we leave I could imagine us tomorrow at your dorm room for some fun,” Jenny suggests and looks deep into your eyes “but if you can't control yourself we will meet at my basement for something your poor package will not like. Motivated enough?”

“I think that'll do it,” you say and kiss her, “but be honest. Tamya really has been a slut since she broke up with Eric.”

“Well, I would say she was even before,” Jenny answers, “as long as she keeps her naked ass away from your private parts that's not my problem. Hey look, there is Tom.”

You see Tom too. He is at the grill and seems to be responsible for the meat. You go to him and greet him.

“Hey, buddy, how are you?” Tom greets back “always nice to meet you too, Jenny. Glad you two came.”

“Thanks, Tom,” you say, “we are fine. How about you? You seem to be the chef this evening.”

“Yes, Leyla asked me to be in charge of the grill,” Tom telly you, “Do you want something? I have steak with and without bones, ribs, and corn on the cob. Do you still like your meat bloody, Jenny?”

“A bloody steak with a bone is fine,” Jenny says smiling, “I really like bloody meat and the bones.”

“I will make you one,” Tom says smiling and puts another steak on the grill, “you know I prefer my meat well done. A few people I know like it medium. But you are the only one except for my neighbor's dog who really ears bloody steak. Guess we all have different flavors.”

You can't say anything because suddenly a blonde girl from your Jenny's athletics team appears behind her and cups her boobs. You don't know her name but she was second place in the acrobatics championship last year. For some reason, she only wears a bikini pantie.

“Got your udders, boss,” the girl cries and massages Jenny's boobs, “I got bosses udders. I got bosses udders. I want milk.”

“Candy, you pervert bitch,” Jenny growls, “why do you do this all the time? Are you a lesbian?”

“I'm not,” the girl called Candy answers babbling, “I'm simply drunk and happy. There was a drinking contest a few minutes ago and I won. I won this great new bikini. Do you like it?”

“Don't take it personally but you don't have a bikini,” Tom interrupts carefully “your upper body is naked. Not that I mind. I'm single. But you are committing sexual harassment to my friend's girlfriend so… could you calm down a bit, please!”

“I'm naked? Really?” Candy answers surprised and lets Jenny go, “I hadn't noticed. I thought it's just cool today.”

“Great,” you answer, “until now I was having a great day with my girlfriend.”

“I'm fine,” Jenny answers a little coldly, “but on Monday while training I'll remember your little prank here.”

“Hey, the athletics team and the volleyball girls are going to sunbathe at the lakeside together,” Candy asks smiling, “you could join us. Chat a little and get tanned? Maybe someone could use the chance and touch you.”

“I would love to,” Jenny says smiling and helps the drunken Candy to not fall down, “but if anybody dare touch me I will break their arm. Except you, Max. If you touch me, stay long enough for a kiss, will you?”

“Always,” you answer, “I'll come back once your meat is ready.”

“Well seems like this is going to be a great party,” Tom says and hands you a beer, “I guess your girl is going home early like always. So let us enjoy the time we have.”