Grand Tour

Sometime later, the two of you are seated cross-legged on the guest room bed, facing each other. Luckily, Jessica has a makeup touch up kit in her gym bag that's way more extensive then what you kept in your purse, and you were able to do each others make up after your... activities.

"I KNEW you were checking me out in the driveway!" Jessica fixes you with a smug look, putting the finishing touches on your lipstick. "Was it the leggings? I bet it was the leggings!"

"It was the leggings..." You admit, your face feeling warm again. "That butt of yours could be registered as a lethal weapon."

She snorts. "Look who's talking..." She tips your head a little to check your eyeliner. "Given half a chance, I bet there isn't a gal on this planet that wouldn't bury her face in that spectacular rack of yours. I'd imagine you get this all the time, but your tits are fucking glorious." You lean over to help her tie her red hair back into its ponytail, and she takes advantage of your position to hook a finger around the neck of your top, letting her leer down at the tits in question. "I even remember thinking 'there's nothing gay about staring at her boobs, is it gay to appreciate a work of art?'"

You really are blushing now.

Jessica's expression turns serious. "Thank you, Kristen. I mean it. I needed that, like for real." Jessica kisses you fiercely, freshly applied lipstick be damned. "Also... I think you made me realize some things about myself. Namely why sex with Trevor was something so... yuck, you know? Cuz that was... well let's just say he had me afraid I was just never going to enjoy sex, and I see now that is ABSOLUTELY not the case." It's her turn to blush."And I... I think I like the taste of pussy. Like a LOT."

"Always happy to be of service, baby." You take her face in your hands and bring it close. The ring has grown warm again, and you're not sure its you or it speaking now. "Now listen to me. You're sweet, you're funny, have a body to die for, and are a tremendous lay. Don't let ANYONE tell you otherwise again. EVER. If they do, they aren't worth your time, baby girl." You run a finger over her cheek.

Her expression towards you is one of pure adoration. "Phone... hand it over."

You hand her your cell, unlocked, and she types for a second. "I want to do this again, baby, and SOON. You've got my digits."

You blow her a kiss as you slip out of the room.

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As you make your way back towards the living room your mind was racing as to what you were going to tell everyone. The two of you had understandably lost track of time, and accounting for it was going to be tough. Maybe it would be best if you just slipped out? But that would strand Shannon here... dammit. Maybe no one would notice? Thanks to Jessica's makeup kit, the only thing that would look different about you is your still slightly damp hair, which was not all that noticeable.

You peak around the corner, slipping off your heels so you can move more quietly. What if they'd heard you though? Jessica had gotten pretty vocal near the end, and there would have been little doubt what you two were up to if someone had just stopped and listened. Then again, this house was HUGE, it was totally plausible no one had heard you two going at it. Ugh, you wish you were as self assured now now as you were a minute ago. Bottom in the streets, top in the sheets. So it goes. You walk stealthily down the hall.

"Oh! Kristen! How are you feeling??" Emma spots you as you reach the bottom stair, and she rushes over to you, taking your hand in hers. "Shannon said you had felt a migraine coming on while driving over, I get them too so I understand how awful they can be. She said you went to lay down, I hope you're feeling alright!"

Shannon comes up behind Emma, flashing you a smile and a thumbs up over her friend's shoulder.

How lucky were you to have the hottest lover, the best wing-woman, and the most caring sister all rolled into one?

"That's super sweet of you to say, Emma, but I took some migraine meds and I'm doing much, much better now." You roll with the story, not missing a beat.

"Are you sure?" Emma's concern is clearly genuine. "I saw the way you were rubbing your temples when you got out of your car, if you're worried about using one of our guest rooms, please don't be!"

You give Emma your most radiant smile, and squeeze her hand. "Thanks, but really I'm doing much better now."

Emma studies you for a second, not quite looking convinced. "Well..." She says at last. "You certainly LOOK way more relaxed...." She gazes into your eyes, her hand still in yours. Were you crazy, or was there a spark there?

Something over your shoulder catches her eye, and she withdraws her hand. "Oh my god, Jess, I thought you'd slipped and broken your neck up there or something! I was just going to come up and check on you."

"Oh...uhh... I guess I just lost track of time in there. Sorry Em."

Emma smiles knowingly. "I get it. Those overhead rainfall showers are amazing. I could spend all day in there myself!"

"Umm... yup! Totally agree. I had an amazing time in there!" Jessica's eyes flit from Emma to you. You hide your smile behind your hand.

Shannon's smile turns incredibly smug. "Yeah Jess, you look just as relaxed as Kristen! So did the water get HOT enough for you?" She cocks her head coyly to one side. "I know there's nothing I like better than a long, HAWT, STEAMY shower."

You stare daggers at your sister.

Jessica turns redder than a tomato, and she avoids meeting Shannon's gaze. "Uh, yeah like I said, it was good. Good shower. Real good." She murmurs quietly. "I'm...I'm gonna go grab another beer." Jessica flees the scene, heading back towards the living room.

Shannon can no longer suppress her giggles, but Emma just looks confused.

"Uhh... anyway." Emma turns to you again. "Since you're feeling better, why don't I give you the grand tour of the Park family home? The other girls have been here tons of times, but I figured you might enjoy it." Her hand is on your wrist, and there is DEFINITELY a spark there now, at least on your end.

"Oooh a tour!" Amy has joined you from the living room, just in time to hear Emma. "I wanna come!"

"That's perfect!" Your sister proclaims excitedly. "You guys go ahead and have your tour and that will let me keep working on Eri....I mean, me and Erin can hang out!" She pauses, a conniving smirk tugging at her lips. "Ooooo.... maybe Jess would want to hang out WITH us...mmm... thats an idea!"

You can't believe Shannon just said all this out loud. You slap your palm to your forehead.

Both Amy and Emma turn to Shannon, but before they can say anything you intercede. You grab Emma by the hand. "I would love a tour of your beautiful home, Emma!" You gaze into her eyes and give her a dazzling smile. "Everything here is just gorgeous! Everything." Telling by the way Emma's cheeks start to color, the compliment lands the exact way you intended it to.

"Yes...well... right this way, Kristen."

"My friends call me K, Emma."

"Oh... only if you call me Em...K" Her smile is as radiant as yours.