There was never going to be any discussion over who got to sleep in the Master Bedroom. Rachel was cool enough to score us this cabin for spring break, so it made sense that she and Talia got a room to themselves. The real question was how the other two rooms were going to be divided up between six people...
I could tell by the way he was shifting in his seat that Simon was looking to try and get a room for himself and Stephanie, but he was never going to ask. I felt a pang deep in my stomach at the thought of them in bed together, memories of my time with her altered with his head superimposed over my own. The mental image was both heart-wrenching and disturbing at the same time, so I quickly shook it from my mind and offered up what I though to be the best solution.
"How about this: Simon and Stephanie take one room, and Elizabeth, Corrine, and Amy take the other room. I'll sleep here on the couch."
As I pitched my solution, I could see genuine appreciation in Simon's eyes. Stephanie had a similar look in her eyes, but with a little something extra. What it was I'm not really too sure, but the lingering sexual tension between us was beginning to wear me down.
"That's bullshit," Amy slurred, cheeks rosy from all the wine she'd been sipping. "There's no way you're sleeping on the couch for a week."
"Yeah," Simon chimed in with a grin. "I appreciate the offer, but it's not gonna happen."
"I have a better solution," Elizabeth added, drunkenly pulling Stephanie from Simon's lap onto hers. Stephanie laughing as she tumbled on top of her friend and gave me the briefest flash of her yellow panties (mystery solved), putting an arm around Elizabeth's shoulders as she continued, "Simon, Stephanie and I split one room, and you three take the other. I don't mind sharing Stephanie with you if you don't, Simon."
Maybe it was the **** talking, but sweet little Elizabeth was certainly being a lot more forward than she normally would. Simon chuckled nervously as Stephanie draped a leg across his lap, and once more my mind flashed back to when she was with me...and Elizabeth. All of the hot, intimate moments we had shared were now a thing of the past for me, and a very possible future for him. Could anyone blame a guy for being jealous, if not a little bitter?
"I guess you're stuck with us, Stud," Amy laughed as she plopped beside me on the couch, slumping against me as she tried to sit upright. "I hope you don't snore," she giggled.
With the sleeping arrangements all sorted out, we all made our way to our rooms for the night. As we were about to step into or respective rooms, a look passed between Elizabeth and I that lasted for both a second and an eternity. It was as though **** signals were passing between us, letting us know that as soon as those doors closed, it would be both figurative and literal at the same time. Somehow, some way, we both knew that whatever opportunity we had between us had come and gone, and as we both bid each other good night, there was a certain sadness in our expression.
However, as soon as I closed the door and turned to face the bed, the sight of both Corrine and Amy waiting for me to come to bed immediately commanded my attention. It didn't escape me that I'd fucked them both in the last week, and now we were all sharing a bed together for a whole week. This could get either really awkward or really hot, and I was curious enough to know which one that I quickly stripped down to my boxers and leaped onto the bed between them, the three of us bouncing and laughing together. We all settled in, the two of them curling against me on either side of me, anxiously awaiting whatever came next...
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