Two troubled blondes

Victoria was at the kitchen drinking a glass of water when Heather and Zack arrived from their trek and he announced that he was going to take a nap.

The blonde couldn’t help but think about what happened between them that morning, her green eyes following him until he disappeared behind the door. She felt a tingle between her legs at the memory.

“Did that meant that Zack likes me?” She caught herself thinking. ”Or it was just something that we did in the heat of the moment?”

After so many jerks and lousy boyfriends, it gave an unexpected thrill to Victoria to entertain the notion that a good guy, a friend could be interested in her in a romantic sense. Zack certainly was someone that Ashley and Heather would approve. Ever since Dustin, her only good boyfriend, moved away seven months ago, Vicky couldn’t find a nice guy.

But something wasn’t making sense in the young lady’s mind. ”He’s spending too much time with Heather since it was defined that they’d share a room,” Victoria thought. ”I don’t remember them being so close before.”

”Should I ask Heather about it or just see what happens?”

A little later in the day, Ashley decided to talk with someone who had more experience than her in the matters of sex, Heather. She was becoming troubled with the sudden thrills and rushes that she felt on both times that Brandon told her that they had been watched during sex. And, of course, there was her concern that she and her boyfriend were having too much sex.

The blonde found her brunette friend in the kitchen, about to begin preparations for dinner.

“Hey, Heather,” She said. “Can I talk to you for a while? Alone?”

“Sure,” The cheerleader captain nodded and turned to the living room. “Vicky, can you take over for me while I talk to Ash?”

Victoria, who was sitting on one of the couches chatting with Chloe, Gavin and Brandon while they watched TV, nodded at her and got up on her feet. As she made her way to the kitchen, Ashley and Heather walked over to the former’s room.

Once inside, Heather closed the door and Ashley went to the window, in an attempt to stall the conversation for a little while longer. Heather sat on the bed and watched her friend curiously.

“Ash?” She said. “What’s wrong?”

Ashley took a deep breath. “Well, here it goes, I think I’ve been having too much sex.”

Heather raised an eyebrow and stifled a laugh. At her friend’s exasperated look, the brunette stopped. “Sorry, Ashley, but I fail to see how it’s a bad thing.”

“’Cause it’s been getting way too weird,” Ashley argued, sitting down beside her friend. “I’ve been jumping Brandon at random times, teasing him on a whim almost all the time, the list goes on.”

“It can just mean that you like sex too much,” Heather opined. “I’m that way.”

“But there’s another thing. It’s been twice now that we’ve been watched while fucking and instead of being mortified, I found myself liking it,” Ashley said in a **** manner. “I’m worried about me, Heather.”

Heather went silent, gathering her thoughts for what she was about to say to her friend. It was something that she had idly thought while observing Ashley and Brandon for the past two years.

“Look, Ash, I can’t help you on the ‘sex all the time’ issue but I have something to say about the other matter,” She said, which got Ashley’s undivided attention. “I think that you’re enjoying being watched ‘cause you like the fact that other people find you sexy enough to spy on you.”

At Ashley’s blank look, Heather elaborated further. “Let me explain better, by enjoying other people seeing you, you’re unconsciously imagining what it would be like to have sex with them.”

“I’d never cheat on Brandon!” Ashley stated fiercely.

“I’m not saying that you will, but all of your experiences have been with him.” Heather pointed out. “I don’t want you two to do something harsh either, such as breaking up, I’m just trying to say that it’s okay to wonder, Ash.”

“I don’t know,” Ashley said, resting her chin on her hands. “It feels like cheating to me when I think those things.”

“It’s alright, come here,” Heather wrapped her arms around her friend in a hug. “Just know one thing, Ashley, whatever that you decide to do, I’ll be with you. And I’m sure that Vicky and Chloe will too.”

The blonde smiled. “Thanks, Heather.”