Crushes l

JANUARY 2003, WINTER BREAK

When I returned to my house, it was just before 4pm. All was quiet but the Mustang was parked out on the sidewalk again. Adrienne must be home.

I walked into the room and looked over to find my girlfriend sitting on my bed, hugging a pillow. There were tear tracks down her cheeks and her eyes were bloodshot as she glanced up at me. She took one look at my well-fucked appearance and squeezed her eyes shut, pinching her chin in towards her chest while she curled herself over the pillow, moving into a fetal position.

I suddenly felt very, very guilty over what I had done. Sure, Adrienne had given me carte blanche permission to fuck Keira. Adrienne had even come to me to talk me INTO impregnating my beautiful, older neighbor. But perhaps I shouldn't have done it after parting with my girlfriend on such a sour note.

I moved forward to embrace her but Adrienne just held up a hand. "Where were you?"

Her eyes told me she knew; she was just looking for confirmation. "At Keira's."

Adrienne blinked a few times and nodded.

"Did you do it?"

I didn't answer verbally, but I nodded.

"Is she happy?"

I raised my eyebrows and took a deep breath, answering, "Yes."

Adrienne exhaled slowly, chewing absent-mindedly on the pillow. Then she nodded and looked up at me. "Come here. I want to taste."

My eyebrows rose. I had already moved next to the bed when she'd said "come here" but I stopped in surprise at "I want to taste". No matter, I was within arm's reach and Adrienne tugged me by the hips the rest of the way as she deftly opened up my jeans.

In shock at what was going on, I was unresisting as she extracted my limp cock and put her mouth over me. I still had dried sexual fluids coating my prick, left over from the third time I'd squirted Keira's womb full of babymakers.

Adrienne sucked on me, tasting the flavors before she went to work trying to revive my spent cock. I'd put everything I had into the three times I fucked Keira; but my girlfriend was a supreme cocksucker, and despite my confusion she managed to breathe life into my dick.

Meanwhile, I saw her hand working inside her own shorts, rubbing steadily. And when she deemed us both ready, Adrienne lay back on the bed and began stripping off her clothing.

"Adrienne, what's going on?" I asked. The mood still felt weird. Adrienne still looked like she'd been crying for an hour, and it wasn't the most arousing sight.

My girlfriend took a deep breath. "You said she wasn't bisexual. The woman's trying to get pregnant, Ben; I'm not going to force her into being with me. So that was the only way I could taste her."

"But ... don't we need to talk?"

Adrienne pinched her lips together and then pinched her eyebrows, looking at me nervously. "Ben, do you want to be my boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"I want to be your girlfriend. Let's talk about the future later tonight, okay?"

"Okaaay..." I drawled, my eyes bugging out. Adrienne was still undressing and her glorious tits had just popped into view, washing away any concept of coherent thought from my brain.

"And Ben, you can fuck her again tomorrow. But after that it's the weekend and you'll have a much harder time hiding it from Mom and Dad. So tomorrow's it. By next week she'll be past her prime fertility anyways."

"Adrienne-"

"Fuck me, Ben," she interrupted.

I knew she was holding something back. I knew it. Adrienne had been crying over something and it wasn't that I'd been fucking Keira. "Tell me what's bothering you, A.D."

"Just shut up, Ben," she pleaded, her eyes pleading even further. By now she was naked with legs spread and arms reaching out to me. "Please ... Just get up here and make love to me."

I shouldn't have done it. I should have stopped to figure out what was making Adrienne tick at that very moment. I should have held myself back until I really understood what the hell was going on.

But I didn't. Adrienne took hold of my cock and I surrendered to the lust. And my girlfriend and I made passionate, sweaty, energetic love.

It's what we do.

We never had the big talk about the future, at least not that night. Nor did we have the talk for the rest of winter break. All I really got was that Adrienne had driven off to Candy's place, sitting down with her best friend and pouring her heart out. I don't know what the girls talked about, but the end result was that Adrienne had to make a choice: stick to her plans for a childless, husbandless life and risk losing me OR be the very best girlfriend she could be and let me know she was considering it.

Adrienne had chosen the latter, although she warned me, "This won't change overnight; but I CAN change. I've already changed so much with you, changed for the better. Maybe this fear of having a family is just the next demon I have to face."

I was madly in love with Adrienne. Her answer was good enough for me.

"The twins are probably missing the hell out of you right now." Brandi rolled onto her side away from me, panting softly. We were back at the house in Berkeley, and it was the Saturday night before classes resumed on Monday. Adrienne was out with Grace, getting reacquainted with her new best friend after the three weeks apart. And Brandi's boyfriend Matt wouldn't arrive back in town until tomorrow.

Brandi giggled. "I'm sure they're fantasizing about doing what we just did."

"Mmm..." I hummed as I nibbled my way along Brandi's bare shoulder. Even though I had just sated my lust almost eight inches inside her body, I still marveled at how sexy my older sister looked with her naked back all sweaty and the sight of her smiling face just on the other side of that bare shoulder. I spooned in behind her, wrapping my arm around her waist and bringing my hand up between her breasts while I nibbled on her ear.

"Let 'em fantasize," I murmured. "They're not going to get the real thing until they're fifteen."

"You're sure they're going to wait that long?"

"I'll make them wait that long," I insisted in a quiet voice. "Really, how old were you when you first started fantasizing about sex versus when you actually lost your cherry?"

"Hmm..." Brandi exhaled. "I was probably eleven when I first thought about sex. Thirteen is about right for when I first WANTED to have sex. And then yeah, I lost my cherry while I was fifteen."

I snorted. "Am I the only one who had to wait until I was sixteen?"

"Boys develop later." Brandi shrugged.

"Mrrph," I groaned into my sister's black and blonde hair. She'd put the blonde streaks back in just before we returned to school.

"Hey, you've certainly been making up for lost time," Brandi giggled. "But seriously, do you think the twins will wait for you?"

I sighed. "I hope so. They're still so young and I DO think they're genuinely afraid of having sex with one of the boys they know. I don't think they're scared about sex itself at all, but they know the boys around them are morons who don't know what the hell they're doing. I want to make sure the girls are ready and that they'll get treated right for their first times."

Brandi shifted and spun around to face me, pushing her nose into the crook of my neck. "Mmm ... why couldn't you have been my older brother and done it for me? My first time sucked."

I chuckled. "Because then you wouldn't have gotten to order me around for the last eighteen years."

"Ooh. Good point." My sister picked her head up and moved her lips within millimeters of mine. "Well then, little brother, I order you to make me cum so hard I see stars."

I grinned and saluted. "Yes, ma'am."

JANUARY 2003, FRESHMAN YEAR

Pain suddenly blossomed in my right hand. I jerked upright in my chair, gritting my teeth as I realized just in time that I probably shouldn't scream in a filled auditorium. With wide eyes, I looked down at my hand, half-expecting to find it severed at the wrist with blood spurting out of it like a fountain.

But my hand was still attached. And there was no blood. There was a little blue ink on the back of my hand, relatively between the third and fourth knuckles. And Dawn was just removing her ball-point pen, the sharp conical metal tip gleaming like a surgical instrument.

I glared at her. She just grinned and turned forward to face the professor as he wrapped up and dismissed the first class of the new semester.

I was still annoyed with my best friend after we exited the building. Once we got some distance between us and anyone else, I grabbed her hand and jerked her to a stop. "Dawn, you promised you wouldn't do that anymore!" I hissed at her.

My beautiful friend smiled impishly at me. "You should know better than to think I'll never poke you with my pen for the rest of our lives; I only keep real promises."

"Real promises?" I rubbed my sore hand while scowling in annoyance. "What, you mean how you kept your promise to Ryan not to stick my dick in your mouth?"

I regretted saying anything the moment the words left my mouth. Dawn's eyes flew WIDE open and she gasped in absolute shock and terror, cupping a hand over her mouth. I winced and held her hand. "Oh. Dawn. I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have said anything, but-"

"You knew?" she cut me off.

I sighed. "At Dayna's blindfold orgy? Yeah. I'm sorry. I wasn't intending to say anything."

Dawn paled and asked, "How?"

"It's ... it's you, Dawn. Of course I knew." I looked away, not wanting to give away that I could see through the blindfold.

"You won't tell Ryan, will you?"

I snapped my head back to her. "What? No! Of course not."

Dawn relaxed and gripped both of my hands, stepping in closely to me. "I'm so sorry, Ben."

I snorted. "No need to apologize to me. I just kinda wish you'd finished me off."

"But it's not fair to you. I don't know what I was thinking, but I shouldn't have done it. I cut you off from doing anything sexual with me and I can't be just ... taking from you when you're helpless like that and then cutting you off again."

"Dawn, Dawn. Relax. I'm fine." I looked her firmly in the eyes and then sighed. "Yeah, that whole night made me want you again, I'll admit. But that's just hormones and sex. You're still my best friend. You're still my Dawn."

"You're still my Ben," she said sweetly.

I grinned. "And I have to admit, it's kinda nice knowing you still want me like that."

The smile vanished from Dawn's face. "But we can't be together like that Ben, remember?"

I sighed and nodded. "I know, I know." Then I reached my hands up to her shoulders, twisting Dawn in the direction of our next class while simultaneously sliding myself behind her. And then holding onto her hips gently, I leaned in and tenderly kissed the back of her neck.

"You're my Dawn ... forever."

"Hiya, Ben!"

I looked up from the couch just in time for Paige to drop down beside me and wrap her arms around my shoulders. She was in her usual Catholic schoolgirl uniform with her hair in pigtails, looking like a 15-year-old kid. "Hiya, Red," I replied and patted her arm while she continued hugging me.

"Ya miss me?" she said perkily.

"Sure," I smiled.

"Aww!" Paige pouted, furrowing her eyebrows and frowning at me.

"What?" I was slightly confused.

"You didn't actually miss me!" the petite redhead complained.

"I just said I did," I protested.

"You said 'sure'. 'Sure' just means 'whatever'..." Paige's head waggled back and forth like an airheaded valley girl. "You should have said 'Yes, of course I missed you, Paige! I missed chatting with you about nothing and babbling on about all the little things happening in each other's life.'"

"Yes, of course I missed you, Paige," I stated firmly.

She slapped my shoulder. "BEN! That doesn't count!"

"What?"

"You only said that because I TOLD you to say it. That means you didn't MEAN it. And now I'm hurt!" she huffed and got off the couch, stomping away.

Women. No matter how hard I try, I'll never understand them. Meanwhile, Adrienne and Dawn were on the opposite couch, trying not to laugh at me. I rolled my eyes at them and called, "Paige, wait!"

With a childishly grumpy expression on her face, the cute redhead stopped and then came back to the couch, stopping just a few feet away from me and folding her arms over her chest. I patted the seat next to me where she'd just been sitting, but she just narrowed her eyes and jutted her jaw out in defiance.

Annoyed, I suddenly lunged up and grabbed her, pulling a wriggling, squealing Paige down onto the seat with me. Then I held onto her arms and stared her straight in the face. "Paige, I missed you. I missed hanging out with you. You bring a spark and energy into every room you walk into. You drive me crazy sometimes because I never know what's going on inside that pretty head of yours because one minute you're a sweet innocent girl and the next you're a repressed wild child out to get herself into a lot of trouble." I sighed. "And you're a pouting brat half the time, too. But I missed you, okay? You're like my little sister, and if you'd ever met Brooke you'd know that's a compliment."

I bit my lip. Then again, I was fucking my little sister. And while the cute redhead squirmed beside me in that oh-so-naughty outfit, I couldn't help but imagine ripping her clothes off and fucking her within an inch of her life right then and there.

But Paige seemed to take my hug for what it was as she threw her arms around me again and squeezed fiercely. "I missed you too, Ben!" The little girl practically crawled into my lap.

"Well, well," a new voice cut in from behind us. I turned my head to see Gwen, Robin, and Bert standing at the entryway to the living room. Gwen smirked and waved at me and Paige, and then she added, "When do I get to sit on your lap like that?"

"Ooh, me too!"

"Me, too!"

I looked further back to see Kerri Trainor and Julie Carpenter had also arrived, both older girls grinning at me with obvious lust in their eyes. I exhaled and sank down into my seat. My life was just getting out of control.

Unlike the previous semester, Adrienne's and my schedules weren't so radically different as to prevent us from having lunch together ... at least not every day. So on Tuesday, I said goodbye to Dawn while she headed across campus to rendezvous with Gwen and Robin while I marched for a café to meet up with my girlfriend and her friends.

I found her hip-to-hip and chatting with Grace Choi. "Hiii, ladies..." I drawled with a charming smile and let my eyes rove up and down the gorgeous Korean babe's slender body. She was wearing a thin, pastel green top with quarter-sleeves that ran just past her elbows and a wide scoop neck that showed off her alabaster skin and prominent cleavage. Capri jeans were spray-painted onto her skinny legs and cork-wedge sandals boosted her height almost to my own.

Grace batted her long eyelashes at me and smiled perkily. "Hiii, Tiger," she giggled at the use of Adrienne's nickname for me. "Thanks for letting me borrow your girlfriend this weekend. I really needed her after splitting up with my boyfriend during the break."

I shrugged. "No problem; Adrienne told me. But if you're really looking to pay me back, you'll have to let me come watch next time." I grinned predatorily. Over the past couple of months, Adrienne had been bringing Grace by the house on occasion, and I'd quickly learned the Korean girl wasn't shy about sexual innuendoes. Adrienne had made it clear to Grace that she wasn't hiding her Sapphic encounters from me and once Grace realized I could be casually comfortable about it, so could she.

Normally, Grace would just giggle and make some flirty comment like 'In your dreams'. But this day, Grace just looked me up and down and replied, "Promise you'll come if I make the invitation?"

I blinked for a second's hesitation before grinning and retorting, "And I promise you'll cum."

Grace's eyes twinkled and I started to get the idea that Grace wasn't joking around anymore. The possibilities swirled between us while Adrienne simply looked quite proudly at the two of us. But before anything more could be said, a fourth person joined us. "Hey, girls!"

I turned my head to see who the newcomer was and my eyes popped open for a second in surprise. The girl herself also looked surprised to see me, but I recovered first and offered a friendly, "Hey, Kim."

It was Kim Fukuzaki, my classmate from first semester's Introduction to Asia course. The cute Japanese-American girl sat two seats away from me in the lecture hall and we'd flirted pretty regularly, if only lightly, for the better part of three months. I thought she was interested if not for my girlfriend, but around mid-November I'd made a very poorly-disguised pass at her. She'd turned me down graciously and I figured we'd both just move on. But the following week she'd been just a bit more awkward around me than usual. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable to I scaled way back on any flirting and did my best to be non- threatening. And by the time finals rolled around she and I were back to normal.

But Kim had just been an acquaintance from a random class and I wasn't expecting to run into her again. And yet here she was, walking up to Grace and giving her a hug before turning to Adrienne and similarly embracing my girlfriend.

My jaw was hanging open. "Uh, do you guys know each other?"

Grace smirked at me. "Clearly," she deadpanned.

"Hey, Ben." Kim smiled shyly. "Wasn't expecting to see you here."

I arched an eyebrow and Adrienne finally explained. "Grace and Kim went to High School together. So I met Kim when I started hanging out with Grace more last semester. I never knew you two had a class together until you told me her last name that one time."

Adrienne was referring to the aforementioned poorly-disguised pass at Kim. I blushed and Kim looked over at me. "And I hadn't known A.D. was your girlfriend," Kim pointed out. "Small world, huh?"

I nodded.

My girlfriend then continued. "The three of us and Misty met up for lunch pretty often last semester. Speaking of which..." Adrienne glanced to the doorway where the slender brunette with smoky-gray eyes entered in.

Misty Madsen came straight over and grinned at Adrienne. "So you FINALLY dragged your boyfriend into having lunch with us, A.D.!"

Adrienne wrapped her arm around my waist. "Just you and a bunch of hot babes. Just like old times, huh, Tiger?"

"Wow..." I let out a long whistle and folded my arms behind my head as I lay back across the couch and stared admiringly at the radiantly beautiful babe before me. The TV was now entirely forgotten.

Her sunny blonde hair was piled high on her head, clipped in place with bobby pins from Claire's that had sparkling fake diamonds attached to them. Her makeup was absolutely perfect, with color-matching eyeshadow to bring out the brilliance of her eyes. And as opposed to the standard-issue college evening attire of jeans and a sweater, she wore a stylish cocktail dress and coat that enhanced her large breasts and boner-inducing figure.

"Dawn, you look amazing," I breathed.

My best friend giggled and did a pirouette for me, balancing expertly on her heels and letting the hem of the dress ride up just a bit to expose more leg.

Adrienne also looked up and whistled as well. "I agree. What's the special occasion?"

"I don't know," Dawn said breathlessly, smiling wider than I'd seen her do in a long time. "Ryan just told me to dress up for tonight's date. Sometimes he can be sooo romantic."

Just then, the doorbell rang and Dawn tittered excitedly. She started for the door but I held her up. "Wait," I said with a smile. "Go into your room. I'll get the door and make him wait for your grand entrance."

Dawn arched an eyebrow at me but grinned, disappearing back into her bedroom. I went to the door and opened it to find Ryan standing on the porch, looking more studly handsome than ever in dark slacks and a blue button-down shirt that even I knew would go really well with Dawn's dress. He also carried a bouquet of pink roses in his hands.

"Dude," I moaned and gestured at the flowers. "You're gonna make the rest of us guys look bad."

Ryan gave me a lopsided grin as he bumped my outstretched fist. "She's worth it."

"I know it." I nodded agreeably and waved him into the house. "Just give her a minute. She's making sure she looks absolutely perfect."

"Dawn looks perfect every day of her life," Ryan sighed.

I just patted the guy on his back and left him in the entryway. Then I went to Dawn's door, knocking lightly. "He's here. And yes, he's in a very romantic mood."

Out of sight of Ryan, Dawn opened her door and reached out for me, taking my hand and pulling me toward her. She held my face and leaned in to peck my cheek, letting her lips linger for just an extra half-second.

I stood back up straight and turned to smile at her. "Have fun tonight."

She smiled right back at me. "I will."

Dawn then exited her room and went into the living room to watch Ryan's jaw suitably drop to the floor. The cute blonde couple made faces at each other and then headed out, arm-in-arm.

For a moment, I watched them go up the sidewalk to Ryan's car. Then closing the door, I turned back to see my own girlfriend in casual sweat pants and a T- shirt as she curled up on the couch. I jerked a thumb toward the door. "Wanna go out?"

Adrienne furrowed her eyebrows at me, planting the side of her head against her left palm and bracing her elbow on the armrest. "You wanna go out?"

I shrugged. "It's a Friday night. Isn't that what boyfriends and girlfriends do? Matt took Brandi out. Dayna is god knows where. And we haven't been out on a date in... forever..."

Adrienne chuckled. "Well, most couples go out to dinner, maybe see a movie, and flirt with each other until they finally get home and make love, right?"

I grinned. "Sounds pretty good to me."

"Tell you what, Tiger. Why don't we just get naked now?" Adrienne's grin was all predatory teeth. "If we get hungry, we'll nuke something up, recharge our batteries, and then crawl right back into bed. 'Cuz you know: I don't think I've felt you blasting a wad of cum up my tight asshole in FAR too long."

I grinned. "I can work with that."

With the entire house to ourselves, Adrienne and I decided to take things slow this Friday night. We started by taking a shower together, for pleasure more than for cleanliness. Really, you try and top a fully naked Adrienne with her golden blonde hair slicked back against her scalp and beads of water dripping down her face to splatter against her heaving tits while she kneels in front of you with her lips pressed up to the base of your cock while her throat muscles massage your shaft.

I was out of breath just trying to absorb how it all felt.

Adrienne sucked down my first ejaculation, taking the first couple of globs straight into her stomach before pulling back so she could actually taste me on her tongue. Once we got out of the shower, I went down on her and reminded my girlfriend that I was just as good at cunnilingus as any of her girlfriends. And we finished off that session with a leisurely fucking, Adrienne's legs hooked over my shoulders until I squirted her pussy full of my cock cream.

We still wanted to go for the full trifecta, but my stomach growled and we decided to take a break and grab some food. Neither of us wanted to wait for pizza delivery nor the effort of cooking. So Adrienne found a bag of frozen chicken nuggets and after a few minutes of nuking, we settled in to catch up on "nutrition".

The nuggets I didn't pay much attention to. No matter how many times I'd seen my gorgeous girlfriend fully naked, her body always had my attention. Plus, she cheated by draping her still bare tits on top of the dining table while we ate, even managing to "accidentally" spill some ketchup onto them.

"Maybe we should postpone the assfucking for now, Ben," Adrienne growled in a smoky, seductive voice. "I think I'd love to jerk you off all over my plate and use your jizz as a chicken nugget sauce."

I nearly shot my wad right then and there. But just then, my cell phone blared to life back in our bedroom. I arched an eyebrow at Adrienne; but she just shrugged and nodded. So I got up, hustled back into our bedroom, and picked up the phone just as it was about to ring out. "Hello?" I hadn't had time to check the caller I.D.

"Ben?" It was Keira.

I heard the measured tone in her voice and immediately sat down on the desk chair. For a moment, I forgot I was bare-ass naked and it was a surprise to feel my cheeks against the coarse fabric. And then my mind started racing. What day was it? How long had it been since I injected my beautiful neighbor full of sperm? How long ago was the start of her last period? Was she pregnant? I saw my life flashing before my eyes and panic began to set in.

"I'm not pregnant," she sighed and I began breathing once again. I wasn't sure whether to feel relieved or disappointed, and from the sound of Keira's voice, she wasn't sure either.

I didn't answer right away so she continued. "My period came. So you're off the hook."

"Off the hook?" I managed to squeak. "Uh, I thought you wanted-"

"Oh, I did, Ben. I did. I desperately wanted to have a baby."

"'Did'?" I was confused. "You don't sound as disappointed as I would have thought."

Keira took a deep breath. "After we made love the first time, I wondered if I wasn't forcing you into something you weren't prepared for. I mean, I know you said you could handle me having your baby, but thinking you're ready for that kind of emotional event and actually being ready are two very different things."

"I suppose."

"It's complicated, Ben. Having children is always complicated. I just wanted you to know that while I'm eternally grateful for what you were willing to do for me, I'm not going to ask you to do it again. It isn't fair what I already put you through."

I exhaled slowly, feeling a great weight being lifted off my shoulders. She was right, I WAS off the hook. If she'd been pregnant, despite my assurances that I wouldn't interfere in the child's life, I really didn't know how I would react once the kid arrived. I would always know it was MY child, and by extension, MY responsibility on some level.

Since August, I'd thought I'd made the mature decision NOT to impregnate her for some of these very reasons. Of course, I'd made the impulsive decision to go ahead and sleep with her after a somewhat messy discussion with Adrienne. And for the past few weeks I'd wondered in the back of my head what the consequences would be for that rash decision. But now I no longer needed to worry about that. I could just go on with my life as if nothing had happened, except for a few brief moments of shared bliss with my very first lover. In the end, I suppose things worked out great for me. I got to have sex with Keira and NOT end up a daddy.

I sighed, though, thinking of Keira and her desperation. "I'm sorry, Keira. I can't say I'm not relieved on some level, but I am sorry for you."

"It's okay, Ben. Maybe this is for the best."

Her voice was mysterious, detached. I assumed she was still in some shock herself that her period had arrived on schedule and she was not pregnant. I just nodded, even though she couldn't see me, and I took a deep breath. "Maybe."

"I'll let you go now, Ben. You take care of yourself, okay?"

"Uh, of course. You, too." Keira seemed in an awful hurry to get off the phone with me. What was going on?

"Bye." She hung up.

Adrienne was in the room when I turned around in the desk chair. She'd taken note of my mood and pulled a thin robe over her shoulders, covering her nakedness. And she asked for confirmation, "She's not pregnant?"

"No."

"How do you feel about that?"

I exhaled slowly. "Relieved, I guess..."

She just went quiet before scooting further back on the bed and propping herself up against the pillows before gesturing to me. "C'mere."

I moved off the chair and slid beside my girlfriend, letting her cuddle me up to her chest. I pillowed my head on her robe-covered tits, wrapped my arms around her thin waist, and hugged her tightly.

"Want to talk about it?" she asked.

"Not really," I sighed.

"Still wanna fuck?"

I sighed again. "Not really." My mood was ... introspective, not sexual.

"I'm here however you need me, Ben. I love you."

"I know. I love you too, Adrienne."

I just snuggled my head tighter against her body and closed my eyes.

It was just another lazy Saturday. Still in the middle of January, schoolwork had not yet piled up enough to stress anyone out. Also, Monday was Martin Luther King Day, and with a three-day weekend I planned to spend at least this one day just vegging out.

To that end, on Saturday afternoon I found myself playing Final Fantasy X with Paige. Well, I was playing. Paige was just sitting with me, giving me advice or cutely asking me to do particular things for her.

"Go there!" Paige pointed. "The Temple of Fayth!"

"Why?"

"'Cuz it looks pretty."

I grinned. In a way, she sounded like Eden or Emma asking me to steal them a pink car in Grand Theft Auto. Having Paige with me reminded me of home, which was a very good thing. And she seemed quite happy to fill my need for an attention-hungry little sister. "What's in it for me?"

"Hmm..." Paige pondered for a second before latching onto my left arm. "A big, FAT kiss!"

"A kiss?" I arched an eyebrow and turned to look at the pretty redhead. "Is that for me or for you?"

"Maybe for both?" she said hesitantly before leaning forward and rubbing her cute nose against mine.

"Ahem..."

Paige darted away from me, already blushing pink as she looked past my shoulder. I turned to see Adrienne smirking at us as she came out of the bedroom with her cell phone pressed to her ear. She nodded once, hung up, and then smiled at me. "Time to get you dressed, Tiger."

"Dressed?" I arched an eyebrow.

"You seemed kind of out of it last night," my girlfriend explained. "Grace knows a club in San Francisco. You only have to be eighteen to get in. So me and the girls are taking you out tonight."

"Girls?"

"Me, Grace, Kim, and Misty." Adrienne smiled. "It'll be fun!"

"Adrienne," I said seriously. "I really don't want anything like Dayna's party. And I'm really fine just hanging out here." I glanced at Paige and held up the video game controller.

"Come ON, Ben. Paige can come, too." My girlfriend gave me a 'so-there' look, and I did relax. With Paige present, I wasn't so worried about Adrienne's plans getting out of control. I knew she wouldn't set me up into some massive orgy with the young redhead present.

"Still, we'll make it worth your while." There was a simmering heat in Adrienne's voice, the same heat she always had in her voice when she was up to something.

"We?"

My girlfriend giggled mysteriously.

"Adrienne," I said in a warning tone. "What are you planning?"

Her grin was devastatingly seductive. "Trust me."

Trust me. I was starting to fear those two little words.

Well, she'd never let me down yet.

I suppose I should have been used to this. Five hot girls, one me. Those were odds most guys on the planet would kill for.

But as I looked around at the gyrating bodies, thumping music, and neon lights, I couldn't help but feel that I'd rather be home in bed with just my girlfriend. Especially since at this very moment, I wasn't WITH Adrienne.

She was three feet away, dancing quite closely with Grace. The two of them moved like rhythmic poetry, all sinuous curves and perpetual motion, all of it alluring and intoxicatingly arousing. When they faced together, their arms were all over each other: rubbing, caressing, and just plain groping. When one faced opposite the other, they still spooned together and gyrated with their hips in a way that I'm sure produced boners in 90% of the males within ten feet of them.

Adrienne's buxom blonde beauty was a scintillating contrast to Grace's willowy exotic loveliness. And at least twice in the past five minutes, their lips had passed achingly close to a kiss without quite getting there. I swear the room's noise level dropped ten decibels each time they did.

Not that I was left alone. Misty, Kim, and especially Paige had all been eager to dance with me. In fact, Paige at first looked like she wanted to completely monopolize my time before I told her to go flirt with other guys. She was somewhat reluctant to do so at first, but other guys soon came to her.

It probably had something to do with her outfit. She'd chosen to dress in one of her sexier Catholic schoolgirl outfits, complete with knee-high socks, her hair in pigtails, with a pink bow to top things off. When we had arrived, the bouncer had even called over his manager to triple-check her I.D. before letting her in. And now she was drawing quite a bit of attention, including that of a few middle-aged men perving on her at this 18-and-over club.

My blood had started to boil and I quickly yanked Paige back. "Not with guys like that," I growled.

"What? You jealous?" she'd giggled mischievously. Truthfully, the pretty redhead seemed more pleased by my reaction than from actually flirting with the guys.

I just bit down on the bile rising in my throat and tried to force the thoughts away. Actually, I was a bit jealous. No guy had the right to really get close to Paige without my express approval. Flirting was one thing, but if one of those fuckers laid a single finger on her I'd-

I sighed and turned away to focus on Kim, who was dancing up closer to me. I reminded myself that I had no claim to Paige. Still, I promised myself I'd keep a protective eye on her.

In the meantime, while Paige was the most eager to dance with me, Misty was by far the most physically aggressive of the three. Standing 5'8", she was tall enough to keep her face in front of mine. Her smoky-gray eyes sparkled in the dusky illumination of the dance club. Her skintight halter-top was made of some shiny satin material that reflected all the neon lights and yet did not obscure the fact that her firm B-cups were without bra and had very hard nipples poking out the fabric.

Once, she caught me staring at those hard nipples. I quickly pulled my eyes back up and the sultry brunette smiled at me. "If I didn't want you staring," she said in a smoky voice. "I wouldn't have worn this top."

I decided to see just how far Misty would take this flirting thing, and I circled my hand around her waist to grab her asscheek and pull her towards my leg. I thought she would back off, but instead she simply leaned in and began grinding her crotch against my thigh.

"Mmm..." she hummed from an inch away, her eyes mere slits as she bored her gaze deep into mine. But then she sighed with mild disappointment and backed away. "I shouldn't though. My boyfriend wouldn't be too happy with me."

I nodded and released her. If nothing else, Misty backing down confirmed that Adrienne wasn't setting me up for some wild orgy with her friends. It's not that I didn't find her friends attractive; they were. But I barely knew them and I was starting to get over the whole "fuck-as-many-hot-babes-as-possible" phase of my life.

The pretty girl held my gaze just a few seconds longer before saying, "Still, if I ever find myself single again, you'd better watch out Big Ben."

My eyebrows shot up at the nickname. Misty giggled. "You've got a reputation that's starting to spread."

Great.

Misty just laughed at the expression on my face and turned about. "I'm going to get some drinks." I watched her leave. I'm not exactly sure how, but she and Grace had managed to get the 21-and-over stamp on the backs of their hands despite only being eighteen. I supposed both girls had worked some charm. And that left Paige to immediately zero in on me.

We danced for a few songs and chatted. After all, she barely knew Kim or Misty and Adrienne had been dancing with Grace for nearly the entire night. But eventually, Misty returned with two rum and cokes and the four of us found a quiet place to sit down.

"Not too much, Red," I warned Paige.

"Yes, Dad," the petite redhead grumped. I ignored her and took a sip from my drink before passing it to Kim.

The cute Japanese-American girl smiled and took the drink, sipping it only a bit before handing it right back. I leaned against the backrest and just held the plastic cup. I was starting to look away when I realized that Kim was holding my gaze rather intently and I glanced back at her, a questioning look on my face.

"I should have gone out for coffee with you that day," Kim stated rather plainly.

"Hmm?"

"You know." Her eyes glittered as she rather obviously looked me up and down. She bit her lip, thinking of something, and then she sighed. "Maybe if I had, things would have turned out differently. I just didn't know at the time that Adrienne was your girlfriend."

My eyebrows furrowed and I frowned, not understanding. But before I could say anything, Kim stood up and looked around. "I'm going to go find the girls and let them know where we are."

Misty nodded and then handed her drink to Paige, who promptly started guzzling it as fast as possible.

I glared at her, all my big brother instincts kicking in. "PAIGE!" I growled threateningly.

"Oh, poo."

Try as I might to prevent it, Paige still managed to get completely bombed out of her mind. Grace's Honda Accord only seated five, so the petite redhead sat up front in my lap both there and back. I had to admit that I while I couldn't help but feel slightly aroused by a pretty girl pressed so tightly against my body, my arousal was buried beneath my protective, brotherly feelings towards her. And it felt so intimately comfortable to be holding her like this as she dozed in and out of unconsciousness for the entire drive home.

We dropped Kim off at her dorm. Paige was asleep against my chest, so we didn't try to move her into the available seat. And then after Adrienne reached over the driver's seat to touch Grace's shoulder, we headed over to Grace's and Misty's dorm next. The two were roommates, which was how they met. Misty just chuckled with a knowing grin as she got out and even slapped me on the shoulder. "I'll see you around, Tiger. If you survive the night."

I just nodded, not getting the implication quite yet. I was still wrapped up with holding Paige. Then Grace headed for Paige's dorm. Upon arrival, I scooped the sleeping girl into my arms and got out. I turned back to the car and told Adrienne, "You two go ahead. I'll see you back at home."

"We can wait for you, Ben," Grace offered.

I shook my head. "It's a short walk." And then I turned and headed inside.

I'd been to Paige's dorm room several times, often to escort her home and make sure she didn't get mugged or worse. She was on a coed floor so I didn't feel awkward roaming the halls. I did feel slightly awkward, though, as I fished through Paige's purse for her keys and let us inside while a girl from across the way stared at us with a smirk on her face. At least her roommate was gone for the weekend, per usual. So I carried the slumbering, drunken girl over to her bed without having to deal with any extra conversation.

While I'd escorted Paige home several times, I'd never brought her back as completely wasted as she was this time. And unwilling to let her sleep fully dressed, I at least bent to pull off her shoes and then strip the socks down her legs. I pulled the pins and ties out of her hair to let it hang more loosely. And I opened up the little black tie. But I wasn't going to go anywhere near the blouse or skirt.

Just as I was standing back up, Paige opened her eyes and asked softly, "Aren't you going to finish?"

I blinked in surprise that she was conscious, and then shook my head in the negative. "That would be inappropriate. I'm not one to take advantage."

Paige closed her eyes and sighed in disappointment. "You couldn't take advantage of me if you tried," she grumbled while reaching her own hands to the blouse, fumbling with the buttons. "You don't even see a girl when you look at me. I'm just a kid."

"Paige..." I began.

"What is it going to take to make you see me as a woman, Ben?" she whimpered, finishing the last button and pulling her white blouse apart to reveal a black lace bra beneath, holding her firm tits upright.

"Paige..." I started again.

"I'm wet for you, Ben. I'm always wet for you," she whined, pushing down her skirt to reveal matching black lace panties. It wasn't a thong or anything, but my experienced eye did notice the moisture at her crotch.

"I think you've had too much to drink tonight, Red," I said firmly and bent my face down. I pecked her gently on her forehead and then pulled away. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Paige pouted and frowned, but then she turned on her side away from me and curled into a semi-fetal position, tugging the blankets over her body. I forced myself to look away from her near-nude body and tried to ignore her disappointed whimper. Then I let myself out.

Once out in the hallway, I exhaled slowly. Even after all this time, it was clear Paige still had a crush on me. How could I tell her I didn't have those kinds of feelings for her, and I didn't think I ever would?

I shook my head and sighed. Consequences. I hadn't even slept with Paige and there STILL were consequences.

It was quite late when I finally got home. Dealing with all the heavy emotions around Paige's crush on me and my desire not to hurt her weighed me down. I was bone tired from dancing most of the night and feeling just a little weak from the alcohol still swimming around my system. At that moment, all I really wanted to do was spoon behind my girlfriend and hold her tightly as we drifted off into the blissful peace of sleep.

With the relative lack of soundproofing in the house, I heard sexual moans floating down from upstairs as soon as I came in the front door. Whether Brandi's or Dayna's room, I wasn't sure. Maybe both.

I didn't hear anything from Dawn's room. Ryan usually stayed home on weekends, leaving Dawn to hang out with Gwen and Robin. Gwen was on another date with Rick Rusedski though, so perhaps Dawn and Robin had gone to hang out with some other friends for the evening. Perhaps Dawn was already home and asleep. Perhaps not. But just in case she was, I tried to be quiet as I headed for the bedroom I shared with Adrienne.

I should have recognized that moans were coming through my door as well as from upstairs. But I simply wasn't expecting them and I was distracted by my thoughts of whether Dawn was asleep or not. So the moans hit me right in the face when I opened the door and saw my gorgeous girlfriend completely naked and atop the equally naked and nearly as gorgeous figure of Grace Choi.

Adrienne looked up at me as the door opened and she smiled. "You told us not to wait for you."

I held my breath and nodded while leaning back against the door, closing it behind me with an audible [thump]. And then I canted my head to the side to admire the view.

Our bed was at an angle to the door, which allowed me a side-view of the girls sixty-nining in their entire naked splendor. Adrienne turned her head away from me and once again ducked her face between Grace's legs. I couldn't see my girlfriend's face with Grace's thigh blocking it, but I certainly could see the fresh wriggling in the Korean babe's hips as Adrienne went to work on her.

At the other end, Grace was busying herself in my girlfriend's crotch. Her beautiful face was blocked from view by Adrienne's thighs, so I let my gaze trail across the Asian girl's slender body. She didn't appear to have an ounce of fat on her and was willowy without appearing anorexic. My sexually calculating mind guestimated that she had 34Cs, very firm and upright against Adrienne's belly while she continued eating my girlfriend out. And after another moment, the beautiful babe laid her head back and flashed me a smile while her jaw was coated with feminine honey.

"Your girlfriend is the best, Ben..." Grace moaned.

Then it was Adrienne's turn to pop her head up. "I want to watch you fuck her, Tiger. I want to lie beneath her and right when she gapes her mouth open as your big dick penetrates into her tight cunt, I'm going to kiss her. Can you do that for me?"

I groaned and nodded. And I slowly began to walk forward while stripping off my clothing.

I got naked before the girls were done. Both beauties squeaked in orgasm while I was waiting and stroking my dick, but Adrienne seemed intent on eating Grace to one more climax. I finally pulled up the desk chair and sat down to watch, keeping myself hard both with my hand and the visual stimulation.

But presently, Grace arched her back and had that second orgasm. And then the girls were rolling over into position. Adrienne was on the bottom now while Grace moved to all fours atop her gorgeous lover, pressing her well-formed tits against the blonde's more massive mammaries. They kissed and swapped spit adoringly, taking their time while whimpering sweet nothings to each other. And my cock got even bigger looking at the blending of golden blonde and jet black hair as the two faces of female perfection, one All-American and the other Asian Exotic, came together in a mass of wet lips and wetter tongues.

I was horny and hard and starting to go a little stir-crazy with impatience. But finally Adrienne reached around and spread Grace's asscheeks to let me see the Korean girl's pink gash and dark rosebud from behind. "It's time, Tiger," Adrienne husked.

Grace herself turned around. "This is your invitation, Ben. And you promised I'd cum."

I grinned and knelt between both girls' outstretched legs, settling my mushroom head into position. "I keep my promises."

Grace grinned mysteriously. "Oh, I'm not worried. I already know you will."

I could have stopped to think about her comment, but with my cockhead already rubbing against her wet pussy all I could think about was driving myself forward. So Adrienne got to watch Grace arch her neck and gasp as I penetrated the Asian girl's tight cunt. And just like she'd asked for, Adrienne got to kiss her Sapphic lover right at the same time.

Good lord Grace was tight. Just like her torso was proportionally narrow for her 5'9" height, her pussy was similarly narrower than typical. I know I felt every inch of her tunnel as I sunk deeper and deeper into her body; and I'm sure her constricted vaginal walls felt every bump and vein of my throbbing cock. She felt great. And she felt just a bit ... familiar.

"Oh, fuck!" Grace grunted into Adrienne's mouth.

"It looks big, but it feels even bigger," my girlfriend said knowingly.

"I remember..." Grace sighed. "It feels just right ... Gawd damn I missed cock!"

I only answered that with a fresh lunge, skewering Grace's thin body on my shaft while reaching around to cup her tits. It felt surreal. I didn't know much about Grace other than that she was Adrienne's new best friend and part-time lover. But the few times we'd been around each other, I'd certainly appreciated her stunning beauty and boner-inducing figure. Now, after watching her become Adrienne's pussy on the side for the past few months, I was getting my chance to fuck her as well. And spurred on by the thrill of FINALLY getting a piece of her, I proceeded to fuck the everliving shit out of her.

At the same time, I felt Adrienne's forearms against mine as she continued holding onto Grace's ass. And then together, my girlfriend and I made our mutual lover absolutely SCREAM.

"Aaaahhhh!" Grace cried when her first orgasm shot through her body. I was pounding her almost flat asscheeks against my pelvic bone with every thrust and forcing her clit down against Adrienne's crotch at the same time.

"Mmmphhh!" Grace moaned against Adrienne's lips when the second orgasm lit her up. The Korean babe must not have had any dick since breaking up with her boyfriend over the break, and the way she wriggled her hips at me with a desperate urgency seemed to indicate that she really missed it.

"UNNGGGHHH!!!" Grace howled. Her hips weren't the only thing wriggling. Her entire pussy was spasming out of control as that second orgasm swept through her body, and her bucking body was taking me along for the ride.

I'd been pistoning in and out of her clenching pussy at a rapid pace, making sure I didn't go off prematurely but otherwise just enjoying myself as I rutted through Grace's clenching cunt. And after watching the girls for ten minutes before joining in myself, plus fucking Grace to two climaxes, I was primed to blow.

Adrienne saw it on my face. "Cum in her, Tiger. I want to watch her eyes when she feels your hot jism splashing into her cunt. Do it! DO IT! CUM!"

"Arrgh!" I growled as my body powered its way through its final, jack-rabbit stroking before I busted my nut inside the beautiful babe sandwiched between me and my girlfriend. I'd moved my hands back to Grace's hips, gripping her waist tightly and pinning her ass against my crotch while I strove to shove my dick another eighth of an inch deeper into her. And I groaned with ecstatic relief as I felt the torrent of jism pouring out of me.

"Guhh!" Grace simply grunted as her whole body jerked on impact. Adrienne was kissing her again and holding her best friend's face in her hands while her boyfriend continued filling said best friend with scalding hot cum.

Grace twitched and moaned in a third orgasm, grinding her pussy against my girlfriend's. I held myself at maximum depth, pinning her down while spunking out the final globs of jism into her still-spasming womb. And together, all three of us groaned our ecstasy while slowly humping each other's bodies, chugging like a locomotive to an eventual stop.

Grace finally collapsed straight down and smothered Adrienne beneath her. I watched her jet black-haired head dropping down onto the mattress beside Adrienne's golden blonde head. And while my own sweaty chest dropped onto Grace's back, I managed to crane my neck far enough to taste my girlfriend's lips for the first time since before we'd left for the club.

"Mmm ... that was great, Tiger," Adrienne sighed happily.

I groaned. "Glad you liked it."

"I did. Almost as much as Grace did." Adrienne giggled.

I sighed, thinking of all the time that had passed since Adrienne and Grace first started having sex with each other. "We shoulda done this a long time ago."

Grace started giggling with her head turned away. "You haven't figured it out yet, have you?"

I frowned.

Adrienne giggled and Grace turned her head to the side and clenched her pussy around my half-hard dick. "Big Ben's already been in here," the Korean babe said.

"Huh?" And then it hit me: that first blindfold fuck. And more specifically, my first mystery lover. Grace had the nice tits shoved into my face and the constricted- wall, bare-shaven pussy. "That was you?"

Grace laughed and Adrienne nodded to me. "I talked about how fucking great you were in the sack, Tiger," my girlfriend giggled. "I talked to her so much about it last semester that she just HAD to take you for a ride."

"Then why the blindfold?"

Grace shrugged. "I dunno. I sorta convinced myself that if you didn't know it was me, then I wouldn't have really been cheating on my boyfriend back home, or something. I just HAD to have some cock and Adrienne was always raving about the things you did together." Then Grace giggled and reached a hand out to Adrienne, caressing her cheek and then glancing back at me. "But fuck ... now that I'm single, we are SOOO doing this again." She clenched her pussy muscles around my half-hard cock, still imbedded inside her, to punctuate her statement.

"Wait, who was the second girl?" I looked straight at Adrienne, my mind swirling with the possibilities. Misty? SHE had a boyfriend, too. But would she have used the same blindfold rationalization? Kim? Someone else entirely? Ah, hell...

My girlfriend just giggled and gave me an enigmatic smile. "We're not telling."

"Adriennnnne..." I whined, finally pulling out of Grace's pussy and flopping onto my back.

"Nope," my girlfriend flashed me a Cheshire grin. "The secret just makes things that much more delicious. Besides, your work isn't done yet."

"Huh?"

Adrienne smiled wickedly. "I'm gonna suck all your sperm outta my girlfriend here, and then it's my turn to lay on top of her while you spunk another load of cum up my little asshole, okay?"

Yeah, the mystery could wait.

I actually fucked Adrienne's pussy before shoving my dick into her ass.

Actually, I fucked Adrienne's pussy, then slotted down and fucked Grace for a bit again before finally moving up top and shoving my dick into my girlfriend's ass. And then it was Grace's turn to kiss Adrienne's gaping mouth as the busty blonde orgasmed while feeling me pour a river of semen into the depths of her bowels.

After that, the three of us squeezed into the shower. We got cleaned up and then while drying off, the two girls knelt on the bath mat and gave me a dual blowjob until I nutted into Adrienne's mouth. Greedily, she swallowed most of it. But she left one glob and extended it out on her tongue for Grace to suck off. And then we finally retired to bed.

Adrienne wound up in the middle, spooned behind her best friend and lover while being spooned by her boyfriend. And the three of us happily drifted off to sleep.

"Good lord, girl. Are you even wearing panties?" I looked Dawn up and down, taking in the ultra-tight miniskirt she was currently wearing. From behind, it didn't seem like she could even hide a thong from the way it stuck to her buttcheeks, and the sight of her gorgeous ass had stopped me dead in my tracks as I came in the door on this Friday evening. I was running late from a group project of my own.

"Why? Wanna find out?" My best friend giggled as she turned and wriggled that ass in my direction.

"It's pretty cold out there, isn't it?" It WAS January after all. Even in California, January can get chilly.

Dawn shrugged. "I'm bringing a jacket on our date."

I rolled my eyes and folded my arms over my chest. "Well? You freeballing it or what?"

"I don't have balls, Ben. You should know that."

"You know what I mean."

"I'm naked and bare underneath, Ben," Dawn crooned seductively before giggling. "I'm just trying to be a good girlfriend for my boyfriend."

"Don't remember you going out without underwear when we were dating," I grumped.

"We barely dated outside of summer camp, Ben. And getting me naked was never difficult." Dawn smirked.

I shook my head and headed back into the living room where Adrienne and Paige were hanging out. I glanced around for the usual suspects. Not finding some of them, I asked curiously, "Gwen? Robin? Bert?"

Adrienne looked up at me. "Rick's picking up Gwen from her dorm room. Robin and Bert were going to hang out here, but they're in our bedroom at the moment."

My eyebrows rose. "Really?" There was a ton of sexual innuendo in my voice.

Adrienne shook her head. "It's not what you think." She grabbed me by my elbow and led me over to our bedroom door. Instead of the expected sounds of aggressive fucking, I heard two of my best friends currently engaged in a screaming match. Robin was in her usual sarcastic mode and Bert was just trying to hang on for dear life.

"Ah ... young love..." I drawled nostalgically.

Adrienne smiled. "What? You miss our fights?"

I shrugged. "Every couple has them. When Robin and Bert were friends, they had nothing to fight about. Now that they're screwing on a regular basis, everything is up for debate. It's the way of the world."

"Just because they're screwing?" Adrienne chuckled. "You're screwing Dayna and I never see you fighting with her."

"Sure I do. We argue about roommate stuff all the time. She tries to use sex to get me to do stuff for her or withhold sex when she's upset with me. Doesn't happen very often because she's not actually my girlfriend and we don't NEED to be fucking each other. Heck, I don't think we've even done it once this semester."

"Brandi then," Adrienne stated.

I shrugged. "Brandi's my sister."

"You've fucked her three or four times since we got back to school. Once, I think Matt even showed up downstairs while you two were at it."

I chuckled. THAT one had been a close call. Dawn had needed to distract Matt long enough for Brandi to get her clothes on and get downstairs. Still, I shook my head. "Brandi and I used to fight all the time when we were younger."

"But not anymore. What changed?"

I shrugged. "I dunno. We grew up. And really, if something about her bugs me, I can just let it go. She's my sister; I don't really need or want to change her."

"We fight." Adrienne raised her eyebrows. "Does that mean you want to change me?"

I sighed and leaned against the door frame. "Couples fight because they demand the very best from their partners. You once talked to me about 'expectations', about ground rules. If you expect something of me and don't get it, you wind up disappointed in me and you'll bring it up so that I'll know how you want me to change. You said a long time ago that you're an independent girl and you never let a boyfriend order you around. I haven't tried. If I had, we'd be getting into a lot more fights, too."

As if on cue, Bert started whining through the door, "I THOUGHT you were my girlfriend! I THOUGHT you were going to be there for me when I needed you!"

I jerked my thumb towards the door. "Boyfriends and girlfriends always want perfection from their partners. They demand more from them than they would another friend. Bert had certain expectations. They weren't met, and now he's upset."

"Do you expect perfection from me, Ben?" Adrienne asked a little warily.

I sighed. "I try not to. But yeah, I've got my hopes. You threw me for a loop with the 'no kids' thing. But as my girlfriend, yeah, I expect that eventually we'll get engaged and married and have a family. Someday — not right now — but someday. And if we don't..." I exhaled. "Yeah, I'll be pretty disappointed."

Adrienne chewed on that for a second. "But you don't expect anything from Brandi because she's your sister?"

"Family's family. I can't break up with family. There's no point in trying to change her because at the end of the day, she's still my sister. You, on the other hand, are my girlfriend. My partner in life." I shrugged. "And selfishly, wouldn't you want your partner to be the very best partner on the planet?"

Adrienne blinked. "I suppose."

She went quiet and figuring the conversation was over, I looked into the living room where Paige was playing Final Fantasy while Dawn was watching and waiting for Ryan to arrive. Adrienne followed after me. And once we sat down on the other couch, I jerked my thumb back toward our bedroom and asked Adrienne, "How long have they been in there? I KNOW you're gonna take forever to get dressed for us to go out tonight."

Adrienne winced and looked sidelong at me. "I'm going to disappoint you now, Ben."

"Huh?"

"I know it's a Friday and I know we'd talked about going out. But Grace called me a half-hour ago and she really needs to see me tonight."

I grinned. "Tell her she can come with both of us." I was already imagining a repeat threesome.

Adrienne exhaled and shook her head. "Just me. Girl stuff."

I shrugged and said, "Sure. No problem."

My girlfriend tilted her eyebrows questioningly. "No problem? After that speech you just made about expectations and disappointment?"

I smirked. "If it were just about that, no one would ever date anyone else. Too much pressure. There's got to be a lot of love and understanding, too, a willingness to bury what I want for what you need. I'm cool. I'm sure Paige won't mind if I hang out here and keep her company."

"Really?" Paige perked up, pausing the game as she looked at me excitedly. Dawn looked over at me with a bemused smile.

Adrienne grinned, too. "When did you get so smart about relationships?"

I rolled my eyes. "Keira. Megan. Brandi. Felicia. Dawn." I gestured to Dawn as I mentioned her name. "Every girl around me seems to be trying to teach me the mysteries of love. Plus, I AM paying attention to what makes us happy."

Adrienne giggled and rubbed my thigh. "Thanks, Tiger. I promise I'll make it up to you when I get home."

It was my turn to grin. "And that's the other benefit to being a caring and understanding boyfriend."

"You'd better believe it." Adrienne flashed me a sultry, decidedly lustful look. And then my stunningly gorgeous blonde girlfriend stood up and stretched, thrusting her big tits forward.

She waggled a finger at Paige. "Hey Paige, I AM going to come home and need my boyfriend for sex, young lady. So you're only allowed to fuck him once tonight, okay?"

I rolled my eyes and both Dawn and Paige giggled. Then Adrienne kissed me and left to meet up with Grace.

Five minutes later, Ryan arrived to pick up Dawn. Once again, we sent her into her bedroom. Then, I bumped fists with the guy and we made small talk while Dawn pretended to need a few more minutes in front of a mirror. She then emerged from her bedroom to suitable oohs and ahhs from us guys. And I stared at Dawn's gorgeous ass in that miniskirt with some jealousy while they left.

And then I turned back to Paige and Final Fantasy. But the petite redhead just paused the video game and turned to me. "So where do you want to have sex?"

I rolled my eyes, momentarily imagining the little redhead naked on her back beside me. But I gruffly replied, "We're not."

"But Adrienne said I could only-"

"PAIGE," I growled warningly.

"Oh, poo."