After our session in the shower, we headed back to the bed. We lay down, kissed, and caressed each other like lovers.
It got me thinking about the past and what could have been, had I not participated in the threesome with her and her twin sister.
Would we have gotten together for real? Would we still be together more than a decade down the road?
If I could only have controlled myself back then, obviously things would have turned out differently.
I probably would not have quit JC, may have did well for A levels, would not have signed on in the army, might have gone to a University and maybe gotten a better paying job.
I might not have gotten together with Shirley, and ended up hurting her and indirectly causing her current situation. I might not have became fuck buddies with Jenny, I might not have had sex with my ex-boss, I might not have gotten raped by Diane.
But then again, if all that never happened, I might not be rolling around in bed with a hot bisexual teacher and having the most fun I have ever had for awhile.
I guess sometimes we just have to accept whatever happens to us in this life, be it good or bad, happy or sad, and just move along our intended path.
I cannot honestly say that this was how I foresaw my life panning out, but I have to just take things as they come.
As our tongues swirled around each other, my hands caressing her back and her perky ass, hers wanking my semi-erect cock slowly, I knew this enjoyment was only going to be temporary, and that I would have to get back to the real world after this trip was over.
Pre-cum seeped out and she rubbed it all over the head like lube. She slowly moved down, kissing my neck, chest and tummy along the way but I pulled her up.
Me: Don’t. I just want to kiss you.
Nic: You’re strange. Rejecting a blowjob?
Me: I think I’m falling for you again.
Nic: What?
Me: I feel happy.
Nic: I’m happy too. But this is a weekend fling. That’s all. I don’t want you developing any feelings for me.
Me: Look me straight in the eye and tell me you don’t have feelings for me.
Nicole looked at me, then started laughing.
Nic: You’re such a girl.
Me: What’s the answer?
Nic: Even if I do, I won’t pursue it. Outside of this, I have my career, and you have a girl waiting for you. We’ll never be together the way you want. So be satisfied with what you have now?
Me: I am. Very. But I need someone, and so do you.
Nic: I need sex now and then. So do you. This arrangement works. Why change it? Didn’t you use to have a fuck buddy? Well, this is something like that.
Me: I need emotional healing as well.
Nic: I think you’ll be just fine.
With that, she slid down and engulfed my dick in her mouth, her long tongue twirling around as more pre-cum seeped out. When she felt I was hard enough, she mounted me again and brought herself to orgasm a couple of times. I just lay there and let her use me over and over again, trying to fight back thoughts of us ever being a real couple, and concentrating instead on the contractions of her pussy as she alternated grinding and riding.
After much stimulation, and without warning, I came, shooting two streams into her. Nicole felt it too, and started grinding again, for one last orgasm. Then she collapsed onto me into a heap, cock still in her, strangely still semi-erect, breathing heavily. We started kissing again and I felt myself getting harder. I ignored it and continued kissing her, hugging her tightly while she fucked my pole slowly. I felt my semen dripping out and flowing down my balls.
I hoped she really was on the pill as she claimed to be, otherwise we might definitely relive the pregnancy scare of a decade ago.
After washing up and napping till dinner time, we ordered room service again. This time, I had a Nasi Goreng while she ordered another pizza, a pasta and a bucket of ice. We had to finish the other bottle.
My stomach was feeling a little weird, possible from the vegetable curry I had for lunch. I popped a couple of charcoal pills just in case. After dinner, we started drinking again.
By the time the bottle was finished, we were pleasantly high and hungry again. I ordered another Nasi Goreng, as it was the best Nasi Goreng I had ever eaten, while she got some sandwiches. We ate while watching a movie on HBO.
After supper, we decided to sleep as we had to catch a relatively early ferry back home. I was relieved in a way, that I did not have to service her again. It had been an extremely tiring weekend, but thoroughly enjoyable. As she curled up naked under the blanket, I stroked her hair.
Memories of the past came flooding back and once again, I was left with my regrets. Maybe this was what we were meant to be, and nothing more. I settled down onto the pillow and closed my eyes, trying to sleep, but more visions entered my head. Visions of that fateful night when I made my choice. The choice which I now regret. But there was nothing I could do to make things right.
I guess we all make mistakes in our life, it is how we move on and learn from those mistakes that we become better people, and hopefully we do not make the same mistakes again. There are so many things that I wish I did not do, and so many mistakes that I wish I did not commit again. Maybe I will never learn. Or maybe this is just how I am.
As I drifted off to sleep, I made a silent promise to myself to try to be a better person, not for anyone else, but for myself. Hopefully, it would work.
I woke up first the next morning and began packing my stuff before running a bath to soak in it.
I had only just entered the tub when Nicole joined me.
Nic: Why didn’t you wake me?
Me: You seemed tired. Thought I’d let you sleep.
Nic: I’m fine. Anyway, shall we have a light brunch before heading to the ferry terminal?
Me: Sure.
We soaked in the tub, made out for a while, before showering. Then we packed our things, made a final sweep of the room in case anything was left behind, then headed to the cafe.
Nicole was not surprised when I ordered the Nasi Goreng again.
Nic: You really like that?
Me: It’s damn good. Never had any this good before.
Nic: Well, for 18 bucks it better be damn good.
Me: Wanna try some?
Nic: Nah. It looks very oily.
Me: Suit yourself.
I wolfed down the food while she ate her pasta slowly.
After lunch, we chilled at the lobby before boarding the shuttle bus to the ferry terminal. Apparently, the arrival terminal was different from the departure.
The sea was calm as we headed back to Singapore. I wondered how I was going to adjust back to normal life, considering the amount of sex I had in one weekend. Shirley was a viable option, but I would not feel good about it. Maybe I could give Diane a call, but I was still pissed with her. Maybe Jenny would be horny and available. Or maybe I should just be a normal person.
We headed to Hans when we reached the terminal as Nicole was hungry again. She ordered a corned beef sandwich while I had some chicken curry set meal. Strangely, I was craving for the Nasi Goreng. After what I guess was supposed to be lunch, we headed back in a cab, I dropped her off before going back.
I felt a little strange when I reached back home. Maybe it was the combination of the food, alcohol, and the sea, but I was a little queasy.
Shirley was watching TV when I entered. She eyed me suspiciously.
S: Had fun?
Me: Erm yeah.
S: I think you did. I see love bites.
Me: Erm.
S: You slept with your friend???
Me: Erm.
S: I should have known you never changed.
Me: Erm. I’m not feeling well. I’m going to sleep.
S: Over-exhaustion from sex? Good for you.
Me: Bye.
I retreated to my room, popped more charcoal pills, and promptly collapsed onto the bed.
I only woke up when I felt the urge to puke and had really bad stomach cramps.
I dragged myself to the doctor, got diagnosed with food poisoning, got medication and medical leave, and went back home.
Shirley was not home. I texted her and she replied that she was out with Diane.
I ate some cup noodles, took my medicine and went to bed. In between sleeping and waking up, I lost count of the number of times I visited the toilet. I was so ill that I could not even watch the Finals of Euro 2012.
Maybe I had one Nasi Goreng too many.
So anyway I was on MC on the day after the Euro 2012 Finals and when I returned to work the next day, I received some pretty suspicious looks from some of my colleagues.
Alex kept probing me on the source of my “battle scars”, wanting to know if I had found someone new, or if it was just a random fling.
Shirley and I hardly talked when I was back at home. I wondered if it was because she was pissed off at me.
Frankly, I could not see what the big deal was. We were not together, and she knew I was going overseas with someone I was involved with before. Did she seriously think that we were going to watch TV or swim the entire time we were there? The worst was when Diane came over for dinner on some of the weeknights and gave me dirty looks. No doubt Nicole and I could have been a little more discreet, but in the heat of things, you tend to lose control.
I texted Nicole one of the nights when I was feeling bored. Surprisingly, she replied.
Me: Hey. I had a great time, hope you did too.
Nic: Of course.
Me: Wanna hook up again?
She took quite awhile to reply so I assumed that I blew my chance again.
The next morning, after morning PT with the storemen, I checked my phone.
Nic: It’s unhealthy.
Me: So we should stop?
Nic: I didn’t say that.
Me: Then?
Then she stopped replying.
I went ahead with my daily routine as normal, not expecting any reply from Nicole.
The days passed and became weeks. I was rather busy concentrating on work and gave no thought to our unfinished conversation.
Shirley had somewhat extended the cold war with me, but at least I felt she was more or less over the miscarriage.
One Friday, I was attached out to another unit to help out in some event and finished work around noon. I was about to head back to camp to shower and change into civilian wear when I received a text from Nicole.
Nic: Free? Come pick me?
I put on my bluetooth ear piece and called her.
Me: Where?
Nic: School. You know where right?
Me: Oh. I’m actually pretty nearby.
Nic: Ok.
Me: You didn’t drive?
Nic: Car couldn’t start. Need to bring it to workshop.
Me: How did you know I was done with work?
Nic: I read your Facebook status.
Me: Nice. Stalker.
Nic: So you’re coming now right?
Me: What’s the rush? I need to change.
Nic: No rush. I just don’t want to go when the workshop is crowded.
Me: Oh. Ok. I’ll pick you and send you home then.
Nic: Sure. Just drive in. I’ll be at the porch.
I made a u-turn and headed in the general direction of her school.
True enough, she was waiting at the porch, chatting with some of her students. She was dressed simply in a ladies shirt and a knee length skirt. I stopped next to her and wound down the window.
Me: Yo.
Nic: Hello.
Girl1: Wah cher, army boyfriend ah?
Girl2: He very cute leh!
Nic: Right. He’s just a friend. Don’t forget to study for the quiz on Monday.
She got into the car.
Me: Wah cher! Army boyfriend!
Nic: Idiot. Who asked you to wear your uniform?
Me: I came from somewhere.
Nic: Right.
Me: How come JC girls speak like Ah Lians?
Nic: Times have changed.
Me: For better or worse?
Nic: Does it matter?
She suddenly placed her hand on my left thigh. I almost swerved.
Nic: By the way. I like a guy in uniform.
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Originally Posted by
Jonathan21
Bro enigma. Nice story written. You Are one guy that I respected hehe. Meet up for dinner at bedok If you don’t mind?
Thanks. But I’d rather stay anonymous for now…
What did she mean?
I drove back to her place with her hand still on my thigh, not moving. I wished she would caress it, but at the risk of an accident. It was not worth it.
We reached back to her place and she got off to open the gate. Luckily I had jumper cables and we managed to jump start her car.
Nic: Follow me to the workshop?
Me: Sure.
I parked my car at the roadside and got into her car. Her workshop was at the Paya Ubi industrial estate. She turned into the workshop and parked behind another car and got out to converse with the mechanic. She popped the hood and he came over with the battery tester. I headed to the vending machine to buy a drink. She came over shortly.
Nic: Yep. Battery’s dead. He’s doing some 13 point check now.
Me: You servicing your car?
Nic: Think so. It’s due soon.
Me: Damn. I thought I could be out of here. I don’t like wearing my uniform around.
Nic: Why not? Where’s your sense of patriotism?
Me: It’s not that. There’s so many things I can’t do.
Nic: Like?
Me: Like smoke, hold your hand, hug and kiss you…
Nic: Hilarious. Anyway I’m heading to SingPost for lunch. You coming?
Me: What do you wanna eat?
Nic: Subway? Pastamania? Long John’s? Macs? KFC? Food court?
Me: Ok. Let’s go then.
I turned and headed in the direction of SingPost. Suddenly, Nicole slid her arm between mine and pressed herself against me. I almost jumped and shoved her aside.
Me: Hey! I’m serious! I don’t wanna get Stomped!
Nic: Haha! Never seen you so cowardly before.
Me: Right. Let’s just go and eat.
We eventually decided on Subway and I got a Meatball Marinara while she got a Roast Beef. We ate in relative silence. Until she decided to stroke my leg with her foot under the table. I glared at her.
Me: What game are you playing?
Nic: Game?
Me: Either you want me or you don’t. Stop making me horny.
Nic: I’m making you horny?
Me: Don’t act dumb. Seriously, you’re like literally throwing yourself at me.
Nic: Do you realise that you make me horny too?
Me: What? I do?
Nic: Sheer common sense is stopping me from dragging you into a handicapped toilet and riding your hard cock.
Me: Erm.
Nic: Must be the uniform. Or the withdrawal of the weekend in Batam.
Me: I think so too.
Nic: But then again, I don’t want a committed relationship. And I need us to be discreet.
Me: Discreet? Hah! Do you know Shirley’s not talking to me? After she saw the love bites and scratches..
Nic: No one asked you to show them off…
Me: I didn’t ask to get marked!
Nic: Too bad and too late. Do you even care what she thinks about you? After all you’ve done?
Me: Actually, I do. A little anyway.
Nic: So you still have feelings for her?
Me: Good question. I don’t even know if I had real feelings for her in the first place.
Nic: Well, considering you fuck almost every pussy you encounter, I’m guessing you never knew wha true love is.
Me: Maybe you’re right. I don’t know. Maybe I’ve got a sex addiction.
Nic: Maybe I’ve got one too. But you managed to control yourself mostly, so perhaps it’s not as bad as you think it is?
Me: I believe most guys would enjoy sex.
Nic: Trust me, it’s the same for girls.
Me: So about that handicapped toilet…
Nic: I really wasn’t kidding.
Me: I am. I won’t do anything stupid to jeopardize my career, or whatever’s left of it anyway.
Nic: Well, obviously I can wait till I get home to my toys… Unless you’re coming over.
Me: My car’s there. Where else can I go?
Nic: I thought you needed to change?
Me: I do. But since you say the uniform is turning you on, I might as well wear it.
Nic: Idiot.
Suddenly her phone rang. Her car was done.
Me: That’s fast.
Nic: It usually only takes an hour.
Me: Why does my servicing take so damn long?
Nic: Where do you service?
Me: One of the shops in AMK Autopoint. I just leave it there and come back a few hours later.
Nic: Maybe your mechanic is too popular.
Me: Or maybe your mechanic likes you.
Nic: Oh? Then I should sleep with him? Maybe I can get free servicing.
Me: No… You’re all mine.
Nic: Actually, you’re all mine. Since you aren’t sleeping with anyone else.
Me: Why are we talking like a couple?
Nic: We’re definitely fucking like one…
Me: You’re the most vulgar teacher I’ve ever come across.
Nic: And you’re the most whiny guy I’ve ever slept with.
Me: What?
Nic: Stop complaining so much. Stop thinking and analyzing things so deeply. Let’s just fuck and be friends. You don’t even know how to handle a girl in a real relationship.
Me: I feel used.
Nic: And I don’t feel used when you cum in me? Or on me?
Me: Do you?
Nic: I don’t.
Me: What…. Besides the point.
Nic: Yeah this is getting nowhere. Let’s go collect my car and head back to my place.
Me: Ok. Your sis at home?
Nic: Why? You want a threesome?
Me: No. It’s not very nice if she comes back and we’re fucking.
Nic: Who says we’re fucking?
Me: Stop mind-fucking me.
Nic: At least you’re getting fucked…
Me: Physically please, not mentally.
Nic: It’ll depend on my mood when we get back…
Me: Well, you know what to do.
Nic: What?
Me: Just make me hard and you’ve got a free fucktoy.
Nic: I think you think too highly of yourself.
Me: Maybe I do.
Nic: Well, it’s a good thing. Plus I really love the uniform…
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Originally Posted by
brandonking1969
Try taking supplements like cordyceps for ur stamina
Hmm. Interesting. But I don’t wanna die from having prolonged sex. Haha…
We reached back her place and I headed to my car when I alighted.
Nic: You’re really not coming in?
Me: I could. But…
Nic: But what?
Me: Erm. We’re really gonna be fuck buddies?
Nic: Something like that. Unless something in me changes and I want a boyfriend. But you’re not boyfriend material.
Me: You’re not helping me at all.
Nic: Do you really think you’re gonna settle down?
Me: I don’t know.
Nic: Then come in, we’ll both have some fun, and be happy. After that, it’s back to your normal life.
I hesitated for a moment, then stepped past the gate. Nicole entered and waited for me as I unlaced my boots and removed my socks.
The minute I got up, she grabbed me by the rank, pulled me into the house and slammed the door shut, pushing me against it.
I tried to kiss her but she got down on her knees and released the buckle of my belt and started unbuttoning my pants. Damn button-fly. She pulled down my pants and briefs to my knees and immediately engulfed my flaccid member into her mouth. Damn, she was really horny.
Nic: Ewww. Salty…
But she continued anyway.
She got me hard, and wet from her saliva. Wanking me slowly with one hand, she unbuttoned my shirt with the other, while planting kisses on my torso upwards. She teased my nipples for awhile before running her long tongue up the side of my neck, nibbled on my ear lobe and licked behind my ear. I grabbed her face and planted my lips on hers, tasting her lip gloss.
I unbuttoned her blouse and undid her bra, letting it fall to the ground. I ran my hands up her hips and cupped her breasts, my thumbs teasing her already erect nipples as we frenched. She stopped wanking me and struggled to remove her thong from under her skirt. I stepped out of my pants and we moved to the familiar rosewood sofa, still kissing.
She pushed me onto it in a sitting position. Without removing the rest of our clothes, she got on top of me and slid down on my pole. She was already very wet.
We continued frenching as she rode me, I tweaked her nipples and fondled her breasts. Soft moans tried to escape her mouth but she did not stop frenching me.
We were so engrossed that we did not notice a car pull up to the driveway, open the gate, park next to Nicole’s car, open the main door, drop a bag and exclaim,
Nat: WHAT THE FUCK?!!
We stopped instantly in mid-fuck. I felt my dick deflate and it slipped out of Nicole’s pussy.
She got off, pulled down her skirt and buttoned up her blouse. I had nothing to cover myself, not that I needed to anyway, as my pants were by the door.
Natalie picked up my pants and briefs and walked over, throwing them at me before sitting down opposite us.
Nat: Since when did you two start fucking again?
Nic: None of your business…
Nat: Why not? And how is it you can be so horny that you get it on immediately upon reaching home? I believe your bedroom is upstairs. He’s still in uniform for crying out loud!
I wondered if I should get dressed or just strip completely.
Nic: You want to share? Go ahead.
Nat: It’s not that I want to share. But what if I brought friends back? Not a very nice sight.
Nic: Hey! I’ve come home and you were with guys on this same couch!
Nat: At least we were only making out. You were fucking!
Nic: No difference.
Me: I think we all need to relax.
I removed my shirt and stood up. I took Nicole’s hand.
Me: Shall we go to your room?
Nic: Ok.
I picked up the rest of my clothes and Nicole’s bra and we headed up the stairs. She turned around.
Nic: Bitch!
Nat: Slut!
Me: You two are behaving like kids again.
Nic: Oh it’s like this all the time. We only behave when our Da Jie or parents are around.
Me: Right.
Nat: You horny slut! You better leave some for me!
Me: Er…
Nic: He’s yours when I’m done!
Me: Thanks a lot.
Nic: I don’t know if you’re being grateful or sarcastic.
Me: I was developing some sort of feelings for you again…
Nic: Well, too bad. I’m not interested in a relationship now. So if you wanna fuck my sis too, go ahead.
Me: You’re destroying me.
Nic: All guys are the same. Don’t try to pretend you’re different.
Me: Fine. Let’s finish this then.
Nic: Don’t worry about that. And I’m gonna make sure there’s nothing left for her.
She shut the door and locked it, and we started kissing again.
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SharkAttack
yeah, you go tiger!
Ts, let this be a new chapter in your life. Back to where you left off abruptly. Perhaps you’ll make the best decision this time round.
Thanks bro, but I’m not very well-known for my decision making prowess. I tend to go with the flow.
Me: Nic, I think we have to stop. I’m very confused.
Nic: What?
Me: Why are we even fuck buddies? I really wanted to change my ways. This is just going back to the old days.
Nic: What’s so bad about that?
Me: I hurt too many people. I’m not sure I want to leave a legacy of hurt.
Nic: Yes. I’m hurt. But I moved on. Why can’t you?
Me: The consequences are too much.
Nic: Like?
Me: Take Shirley for example.
Nic: You didn’t get her pregnant. You didn’t force the miscarriage. You took care of her right?
Me: She’s not talking to me now.
Nic: So? I didn’t talk to you for what, ten years?
Me: You’re different. You’ve always been different. You’re stronger.
Nic: No I’m not. You don’t know the hell I went through. The pain you caused me. Making me want to become straight and yet meet shitty guys. You took my virginity and you dumped me. You fucked my sister even though I didn’t want you to. You fucked us both at the same time. How do you think I felt?
Me: I’m sorry.
Nic: I already moved on. I know I may never find a nice guy to settle down with. Conveniently you reappeared, so I don’t have to find another random guy who probably can’t satisfy me to fulfill my sexual needs. I don’t need emotional support, I don’t need your money. I just need a convenient fuck now and then.
Me: Do you seriously think I’m such a bad guy?
Nic: Deep down only you will know. I don’t care. You still make me feel good. Who cares if you’re sleeping with someone else? Unless there’s something you’re not telling me.
Me: Like?
Nic: You already married, attached or whatever.
Me: No.
Nic: Then? It’s not like I’m asking for this everyday. Or is it because you don’t see a benefit for yourself?
Me: Of course I benefit. I just don’t feel good about it.
Nic: Would you rather I pay you everytime we fuck? You wanna be a gigolo?
Me: No.
Nic: You sure? I can very well afford to hire male escorts more than once a month, but I can never be sure if I’ll like them. I like you. That’s about it. So just make me feel good and shut the fuck up.
Me: Nic, I’m being serious.
Nic: No. We’ll never get together other than for sex. If you don’t want it, then get out. Go find my sister or something. But it’ll be the same.
Me: You’ve become just like her.
Nic: Why do you think this happened? This is the result of your mistake.
Me: So you’re making me pay for it now?
Nic: Does it feel that way to you? I’m getting some sort of sick kicks from making you do this?
Me: I don’t know.
Nic: So what do you want? You don’t have a fuck buddy anymore, your godsister isn’t talking to you, you got raped by her best friend so she’s out of the question. I’m going you free sex that you actually enjoy, without commitment or consequences and yet you’re uncertain?
Me: Yeah.
Nic: So make up your mind.
Me: I want to settle down. Live a normal life. Or as normal as it can be.
Nic: So go get married.
Me: To?
Nic: Who the fuck cares? You’ve got a stupid agreement with your ex fuck buddy. Wait for it to happen then.
Me: I seriously thought we could be friends again.
Nic: Aren’t we friends?
Me: When I met your sister again, then you, sex not even on my mind. I just wanted to be a friend.
Nic: Fuck. Buddy. Buddy equals friend. Friend with benefits. Get it? Why did you even go to Batam with me?
Me: I don’t know.
Nic: You wanted the sex. You could never give it up. Now you think it’s too much? You’re weak.
Me: Maybe.
Nic: Well I don’t care what you think. If you want to make it up to me then do as I say. But I don’t want to force you to do anything you don want too. I’m not a rapist.
Me: Ok.
Nic: Ok what?
Me: Ok I’ll do it. But this will have to stop some day.
Nic: That day will be the day you actually can give up the sex. Or the day you die.
Me: What if I do get attached?
Nic: You seriously think that’s possible given your wishy-washy mindset?
Me: One day. Perhaps.
Nic: Are we done talking?
Me: I guess.
Nic: Good.
She pushed me onto her bed and started attacking my cock again, bringing it to full hardness before climbing onto it and riding herself to orgasm.
I guess the old me was back.
After Nicole was done, I spread her legs and inserted my cock into her, forcefully thrusting.
Nic: Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder!
Never in the numerous times we fucked was I this rough with her. But she seemed to be enjoying it, a lot more than usual.
I pumped hard and fast and rubbed her clit furiously while she squeezed her boobs and played with her nipples. Our pubic bones clashed more than once, and I hit her cervix with almost every thrust. She responded by moaning louder and clenching her pussy muscles. Within ten minutes, I unloaded into her, pulled my deflating dick out, and watched as the cum seeped out of her pussy.
Nic: Tissue!
I looked around but could find none.
Me: Where?
Nic: Fuck…
She scrambled off the bed while cupping her pussy with her hand. I opened the door for her as she ran like a crab to the common bathroom, I followed her as I wanted to wash up as well, but she slammed the door in my face, locking it behind her.
Me: Nic. Let me in.
Nic: Wait.
Me: Why did you lock the door?
Nic: Automatic reaction?
Me: Right.
I stood naked outside the bathroom. Just then, Natalie came out of her room, wearing just an oversized t-shirt.
Nat: Oh hello there. Just had sex?
Me: No. I like walking around your house naked.
Nat: Really? How interesting. Would you like a personal tour of my room?
Nic: Nat! Fuck off!
Nat: I thought you said I could have him?
Nic: Er…
Me: Yeah. I do recall her saying that.
Nicole unlocked the bathroom door, grabbed my hand, and pulled me in. Natalie squeezed her way in as well.
Nic: Hey!
Nat: I need to pee.
She sat on the toilet bowl and refused to move.
Nic: Pee then.
Nat: Wait la. It’s not a tap I can turn on or off ok?
Me: Well don’t let me get in the way of your squabble.
I stepped into the shower stall and turned on the shower, adjusting the water to a nice warm temperature. Nicole got in as well, pulled me towards her and started frenching me under the water. I almost choked as some water got into my nose.
Nat: Are you trying to make me jealous?
Nic: Is it working?
Nat: What do you think?
Natalie released her pee, wiped, flushed the toilet causing the water to get searing hot for a moment, took off her t-shirt and squeezed into the shower stall as well.
Nic: Bitch! What are you doing!
Nat: I’m jealous.
Natalie stood behind me while Nicole was in front. Natalie hugged me from behind and pulled her sister towards me as well. Nicole reached around me and squeezed Natalie’s butt hard.
Nat: Owww!
She responded by grabbing Nicole’s boobs. But instead of squeezing, she caressed them and teased her nipples. I felt Nicole go slack against my body.
Nic: Fuck…
Nat: Don’t play with me bitch. I know your weak spots….
Me: Erm. Should I get out of here while you two make out?
Nic: Nat. Stop it.
She stepped out of the shower, leaving me and Nicole in the shower. I tried to kiss Nicole again but she pushed me aside and hugged herself, as though she was preventing herself from being touched. Natalie left the bathroom.
Me: What’s wrong?
Nic: Nothing.
Me: She re-ignited your lesbian tendencies?
Nic: Maybe. I don’t know. Stop asking.
Me: You still like girls right?
Nic: Stop asking.
Me: I think you’re only sleeping with guys to feel normal. Maybe deep inside you still prefer girls.
Then she slapped me. Not hard, but shocking enough to leave me jarring.
Nic: Shut up!
I pulled her close and hugged her. She did not resist.
Me: Sorry.
Nic: What’s the use? Even after all I’ve done, you only see me as a lesbian.
Me: Hey. It’s not like that. Sometimes old habits are hard to change.
Nic: It’s not fair.
Me: Nothing is fair. But at least you’re making progress.
Nic: Progress to what? Being straight? Just because I fucked you?
Me: It’s a start.
Nic: Please go. I need to be alone.
Me: You sure you’ll be ok?
Nic: Yes.
Me: Ok.
I exited the shower dripping wet, but decided not to bother her for a towel. Instead, I went to her room and opened her cupboard, and finding none, went to Natalie’s room instead and knocked on the door.
Nat: It’s not locked.
I did not open it yet.
Me: Erm. I’m wet. I need a towel. Where can I get one?
Nat: You’re wet? I’m not. Can you make me?
Me: Funny. Just pass me a towel and I’ll be going off.
Nat: Come in and get one yourself.
I opened the door. Natalie was on her bed with her wireless keyboard, doing some work on her LCD TV. I walked in front of it to get to her cupboard.
Nat: Oi. So obscene. Swinging it around while I’m working.
Me: I don’t have clothes so I need a towel. And you don’t wanna get one for me.
Nat: Fine. Whatever.
She ignored me as I opened her cupboard.
Me: Where are they?
Nat: Somewhere in there.
I rummaged around, finding nothing.
Me: Where?
I heard her lock the door.
Me: Oh shit.
I turned around and she was naked, the oversized t-shirt was on the bed. She walked towards me.
Me: Erm. Not a good idea.
Nat: She did say I can have you…
Me: What’s it with you two? Can’t get your own guys?
Nat: Sure I can. As with Nicole. But you’re right here. And naked.
Me: Not by choice.
Nat: Well, since you two were horny enough to fuck in the living room not bothering if anyone came back, I’m pretty sure you wanted it too.
Me: Besides the point.
Nat: What’s besides the point? No one asked you to walk around naked flashing your cock to me. If I didn’t call the police, what do you think I’ll do?
Me: What do you want.
Nat: For old times sake?
Me: Old times sake involved many rounds and some with your sister. And I was much younger. And healthier.
Nat: So you want her here too? I could ask…
Me: No. I didn’t mean that. Besides, she seems a little troubled.
Nat: Troubled? Nah. She’ll get over it. Trust me.
Me: I don’t think she liked it when you reminded her of her past.
Nat: Come on. She’s stronger than that. And besides, she knows I’m fooling around. For her to actually want to sleep with you again indicates her desire for you, and not some girl.
Me: But it’s just sex. No feelings involved.
Nat: So? That’s why it’s called fuck buddies. You had one. What’s wrong with this one. Or two…
Me: I’m not young anymore.
Nat: Neither are we. But girls still wanna have fun. Don’t you?
Me: Of course I wanna have fun. But not like this.
Nat: If you really wanted to settle down and change your ways, you would have done so already.
Me: Again besides the point.
Nat: So are you just gonna stand there and wet my floor or you gonna come here and wet my pussy?
Me: What do you want?
Nat: Obviously I’m in the mood for sex. Can’t you see I’m naked?
Me: I’m not naked by choice.
She moved closer and pressed herself against me. I stirred. She whispered into my ear.
Nat: If it’s hard and I’m wet there’s only one place it’s gonna be.
I considered my options, and wondered if I made the choice, how long would I be able to live with the consequences.