The Ride back Home

The three of us slowly stepped out of the dressing rooms, looking forward and walking out the store. Ivan’s shirt was backwards, Gabi walked out going commando, my chest was a bit wet from Ivan’s jizz. It was a very awkward exit, it felt like everyone was staring at us. “Just keep walking forward.” Gabi muttered.

Upon leaving the store, we decided to just up and leave the mall entirely and go back home. Apparently we took a while in the dressing rooms, much longer than I thought which probably contributed to the complaints. It was daytime when we went in, it was night when we got out.

Ivan started the car and we started driving back to school. We were all quiet for a while ever since we were told to leave. It started to rain, soon you could hear the drops hitting the metal of the car as we silently drove on.

“Kkh!”

Gabi snickered, covering her mouth and looking away.

“Pff!”

I chuckled as well from the backseat. Ivan giggled and pretty soon we all started to laugh, hard. It took a minute, Gabi started holding her stomach and my cheeks started to hurt from smiling so wide.

“I don’t know about you guys but,” Ivan started, “That! Was crazy!” “You all are crazy, we’re all insane right about now!” Gabi added, “She-she mentioned that someone was hollering! Hollering? I don’t know about you guys but Ivan and I don’t holler!” I started laughing again upon saying that, all of us sharing a good laugh. “So guys, guys, when are we going back hahaha!” Ivan asked, “Who knows” Gabi replied, “I never got to pick out what I wanted! Hahaha!”

After a while we finally made it to the school parking lot with Ivan shutting the car off and breathing. “So, did we get our clothes at least?” “Yup,” I nod, holding up our bags. “Wait a minute, lemme see.” Gabi reaches in, pulling out a familiar striped dress with a cute skirt and leggings. Immediately we all began to laugh once again, we accidentally snuck in the dress that started this all.

“I say it was fate, like a memoir so to speak. A memory of our first threesome.” I say out loud. Gabi looked at me. “Threesome? I thought that was all appetizers?” “Appetizers? So it’s not a threesome if there was no actual sex?” Ivan asked us. Gabi shrugged. “I think.” The three of us looked at each other.