Run and hide

Elizabeth and I scurried into our bed and hopped under the covers just as the buxom blonde opened the bathroom door and stepped inside, hiding her beautiful bare breasts beneath a single slender arm. Streaks of her lover’s semen dripped down her stomach.

Stephanie shut the door behind her, then tiptoed into our bedroom and threw Elizabeth a playful look that screamed, I can’t believe you did that!

I just sat there, holding back laughter while the two BFF’s carried out an entire conversation via facial expressions:

Elizabeth: What are you talking about?

Stephanie: Don’t pull that, I know you two were watching us.

Elizabeth: But—It was Ian’s idea!

Stephanie: Sure it was.

Elizabeth: It was an accident!

Stephanie: I’m gonna get you back for this, just you wait and see.

Elizabeth’s cheeks turned deep red and she shrank under her blankets. Stephanie let her BFF off with an obviously exaggerated look of disapproval, then walked back into the bathroom and shut the door.

Elizabeth rolled on top of me, her breasts sticky against my chest. We shared a long, soothing kiss in the darkness, and then she whispered to me, “That was weird.”

“Yeah,” I answered, “But it was fun.”

“Yeah, it was. Hey Ian? Which one of us got you all turned on just now? Me or Stephanie?”

“You both turned me on. But only you made me come.”

She sighed, half satisfied with my answer. She held her tongue for a moment, but then couldn’t help herself and asked, “Are you still in love with her?”

“I honestly don’t know. It’s complicated. What I do know, after what just happened, is that I’m finally okay with the fact that she’s with Simon. And that was a big step for me.”

We lay together in silence for what felt like an eternity, then Elizabeth asked the big question:

“Do you like me? I mean, like a girlfriend? I know you like my boobs. And I know you like me as a friend, but…”

I hugged her tightly and thought hard about my answer.