Zack and Lisa

Zack lay in bed, looking at the ceiling, wondering what was going on back the cabin without him. He hoped that Chloe had relayed his message. In all honesty, he had only sent her the text because hers was the only number he knew by heart.

Since he hadn't found Chloe and Mr. Rivera hadn't seen any sign of anyone out in the dark except for Zack himself, Zack had no reason to believe she hadn't made it back to the cabin. Or perhaps had never left in the first place. Heather had seemed rather disgusted at him and it wouldn't be unlike Heather to pull this kind of stunt, especially for a friend.

The more Zack thought about it, the more disgusting he realised that he actually was. His actions had destroyed Chloe and possibly any relationship, friendship or otherwise that they might have. Ashley was hot, and he was interested in exploring what ever they had, but was it worth losing one of his best friends over?

Lost in his thoughts, Zack didn't hear the door open, or hear the girl crossing the room until she was right beside the bed, lifting the covers up and sliding beside him.

The bed was small and they had to snuggle up close to both remain on it. Zack could feel her skin, searing hot, against his. He caught the scent of her shampoo and skin lotion, a fragrance he'd once known so well for so long. Her face was right in front of his, close enough to kiss.

"Lisa?" Zack said. "What are you doing?"

"I couldn't sleep knowing that you were in here." She replied softly. "I keep thinking about all the time we had together and how I cut you out of my life for so long. Now poof, here you are again. It sort of feels like fate..."

"It feels like I got hit by a car," Zack joked, and Lisa laughed breathily.

"Are you with anyone?" she asked hesitantly.

"No..." It wasn't exactly a lie, he thought. He didn't really have an official status with Chloe or Ashley...but did he really want to mislead another girl? So he rephrased, "It's complicated."

"It always is with you," Lisa said with a sigh. "Is it Victoria?"

"No, no, she's with Gavin, last I checked." He said.

"Wow, Gavin? Good for him. And good for you for moving on," Lisa whispered. "Something I could never get you to do."

"Lisa, I was a fool, ok? It's been months and I still wonder where you are and what you're doing. If I could go back I'd focus on how amazing you are and forget about my own stupid, immature, idea of what I think I really want," Zack told her, cupping her face in his hands. "Believe me, I have no idea what I want."

Then her lips were on his, a full on, deep kiss in the dark of the room. He was surprised but couldn't keep himself from kissing her back, their tongues licking at each other, tasting each other again. Like eating a really good meal you haven't had in a long time.

Zack broke the kiss, strands of saliva still hanging between their lips, both of them panting and breathless.

"I can't," he said. "I told you it's complicated."

"More complicated than when you were dating me and kissed another girl?" Lisa replied bitterly.

"Way more." Zack admitted. "What I did to you then was wrong, but doing this now is wrong too."

"I don't care about right or wrong," she growled as she grabbed his hand and pressed it to her pantied crotch. "It's been months and I still can't get over you. You've only been here for a few hours and feel how wet I am. Just imagining what could have been. Please, Zack, just this once."

She ground her pussy against his hand. He could feel her heat and her sodden panties, slick with her juices. Knowing she was this aroused, and hearing her plead, he felt his cock becoming hard.