Last Dinner of Vacation

Ollie, Corey and Victoria were the first of your friends to come back to the Air B&B, which was on brand for the division of labour going on all weekend. None of them said anything about Mallory, and Corey and Victoria immediately jumped in to help you and Sabrina with the food prep while Ollie went upstairs to start packing. Everyone other than you, Gemma and Sabrina needed to head back that night, and if she was going to wrangle the boys into doing dishes after dinner she wanted to get things done for herself early.

Corey and Victoria filled you and Sabrina in on how the afternoon had gone down at the beach, which sounded like it had been a chill day in the sand and surf. A quick look, and a slight flush to Sabrina’s cheeks, was enough for them to understand what you had generally been getting up to all afternoon. When Ollie came back down she started moving food over to the table - other than the requisite salad, it was mostly a whole ton of kebabs with chopped vegetables, along with hunks of pork and chicken. You were running back and forth from the BBQ outside to a couple of pans inside to try and make sure everything was cooked through but not dried out.

The guys showed up a little after six, which was actually pretty good considering Ollie had been worried they would show up way late. And again, when they came in, there were no immediate questions. Edgar definitely shot you a look at one point, but other than that the boys piled into their seats at the table after grabbing their drinks, and everyone tucked in.

“So,” Brent said after he’d finished his first kebab, looking down the table at you with a bit of a smirk starting. “Edgar says that you guys had a pretty busy afternoon.”

“You mean when him and his local girl crashed our hookup?” you asked.

Paul almost choked on the piece of pepper he’d been biting into as he laughed and tried to cover it.

“Wait, you guys hooked up with someone?” Ollie asked, raising her eyebrow. “Like, all three of you?”

“It was the lady from the hippy store yesterday,” Sabrina said offhandedly.

“That super hot MILF?” Ollie asked.

“Mhmm,” Sabrina hummed and nodded with a self-satisfied smile.

“Dude,” Ollie said, then turned to look at you. “Dude!”

“Was that the lady you were talking with last night?” Corey asked.

“At the bar,” Gemma confirmed. “She’s pretty awesome. And great in the sack.”

Paul was coughing and trying to get himself together, and Brent was snickering.

“I don’t think us picking up a super hot older woman is the real headline of the story though,” you said. “Is it, Edgar?”

“Wait, what does that mean?” Brent asked.

Edgar squirmed a little in his seat, then sighed. “She was the mom of the girl I was hooking up with,” he admitted.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Ollie said. “You guys fucked the Mom of the virgin chick Edgar was getting with?”

“Technically we fucked her several times,” Sabrina said with a little smirk.

“And Chelsea definitely wasn’t a virgin,” Gemma said.

“Well obviously,” Brent said. “She was a MILF.”

“Oh, no,” you said. “Mallory was the name of the woman we were with. Chelsea was her daughter.”

Paul fell out of his chair, crying he was laughing so hard.

“She said she was a virgin,” Edgar exclaimed.

“Dude, I could tell she wasn’t,” Ollie chortled. “I mean, you seriously but that?”

“Well, why wouldn’t I?!” Edgar asked.

“I’m getting big ‘Wedding Crashers’ vibes off of this,” Corey chuckled. For some reason that was what set Victoria off into nervous, embarrassed giggles. Gemma, who was sitting beside her, started giggling too and took her hand, squeezing it as she leaned into her.

“OK, OK,” Paul panted, getting up into his chair. “So… you guys had sex with Edgar’s non-virgin local hookup’s Mom. Did the whole run-in thing happen too?”

“Oh, it was awkward as shit,” Sabrina said. “Basically, like, ‘Surprise, your Dad and I are sexual beings and somehow you missed that even though you’re a bit slut.’”

“This. Is. Amazing,” Ollie said.

“Was the Dad OK with it?” Corey asked.

“Yes, though we’re not giving details,” Gemma said. “Not our story to tell.”

“Alright, alright,” you finally said. “Now you guys know, so how about we change the subject? Even Edgar’s thing isn’t actually embarrassing.”

“No, but it’s still hilarious,” Paul said, grinning over the table at his brother.

“Careful,” Brent said. “Piss off John and he might just seduce your Mom next.”

“Bah!” Paul barked a laugh. “You three couldn’t handle our Mom even if you tried.”

“You haven’t seen how big my strap-on is,” Gemma said with a smirk, which got Ollie giggling hard, which set Victoria off again.

Finally, you managed to change the subject and everyone started talking about what they were doing for the rest of the summer. There wasn’t likely going to be another meetup before the school year, so it was nice to just know what was going on with your friends. But then you remembered you needed to have a more serious conversation, and you were very much running out of time to have it in person.

Now or never, you sighed internally.

“So, guys,” you said. “I think maybe you can see this coming, but I should put it out there. I’m… going to be moving in with Sabrina for the year.”

“God damn it,” Paul groaned.

“Hah, I win,” Brent said.

Paul fished in his pocket and took out his wallet, pulling a twenty out and handing it to Brent.

“You guys bet on that?” Sabrina asked.

“Oh, we figured as soon as we saw you two together that you’d be moving in together,” Paul admitted. “I just thought that you would move in with John instead of him moving in with you.”

“Why the hell would she want to move in with you guys?” Ollie asked.

“It was wishful thinking!” Paul defended himself. “Our place could use a woman’s touch, and you two together are halfway decent in the kitchen.”

“Gee, thanks,” you rolled your eyes.

“So you guys aren’t mad at John?” Gemma asked.

“No, of course not,” Brent said. “We’ll get someone to take his room. And this way we won’t have to hear you two banging all the time - our walls are thin as hell.”

“Shit, we won’t need to hear you two banging other girls and making us jealous, too,” Paul laughed.

That, you realized, wasn’t something that had been covered in discussions between you, Gemma and Sabrina yet.

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