Chapter 7

The party was at Shea Kelly’s house. The four girls slipped off their shoes and made themselves comfortable in the dimly lit den, far enough away that they could talk without being drowned out by the music. Mia absently listened as the other girls engaged in their regular gossip-fest.

Of course, it didn’t take long for the subject of boys to come up. Shea and Simone were eager to hear about Steph’s latest romantic exploits. So Steph spun her stories about the guys she’d made out with and even the time she’d gotten drunk and sucked some rando’s dick.

The two less-experienced girls listened intently as Steph told them in great detail about how it felt and tasted to suck a guy’s cock. And yet, when they pushed the topic further, Steph was forced to admit that even though she’d gone further, she didn’t want to talk about it.

“How are we supposed to learn if you won’t share?” Simone complained.

“Leave her alone. It was at Noah’s last party,” Mia said.

The two innocent girls looked confused until the penny dropped. There had been a rumor about some drunk girl who’d been taken advantage of.

“That was you?” Shea asked in horror.

“Just leave it,” Mia said when Steph looked like she might cry.

There was an awkward silence. Finally, Mia said, “I met a guy tonight.”

“What?”

“Who?”

“How?”

The questions all came in rapid succession. Mia noticed that Steph’s funk had disappeared at her announcement, which was what she’d hoped for.

“I went to buy pot at the fourplex. The guy I was buying it from wasn’t home yet, so I had to wait with this guy, Austin.”

“You bought pot?” Shea asked, scandalized.

“I told her she needed to get over Noah, and the best way to do that—” Steph began.

“Is to get under someone,” Simone said, finishing Steph’s go-to phrase for any boy trouble. “So, did you get under him?”

Mia was the only one in their group who’d had a steady boyfriend. Though Mia never really admitted it to Simone and Shea, she was sure they suspected she and Noah had done the deed.

“I did. And he has a huge dick. It makes Noah’s look like a little boy’s,” Mia overshared.

“How is it even possible to meet a guy and be in the sack with him the same night? It wasn’t like he drugged you or forced you or something, was it?” Shea babbled.

“He told me he liked going down on girls.”

“What?!” the three said in unison.

Mia chuckled because this reminded her of when they were all kids and Emma had been part of the group. It made her a bit sad that Emma wasn’t with them anymore.

“I know, right? So I invited him here tonight, and I got his digits. I wanted a dick pic for his profile...”

“What?!”

This time, it was the two innocent ones, while Steph chuckled at her friends’ disbelief.

The dick pic thing had started as a joke at one of Noah’s parties. One of the guys wanted Steph’s number, so she demanded a dick pic for his profile, expecting that would dissuade him. But the idiot had whipped it out. For some crazy reason, the rest of the guys jumped on the bandwagon and let the girls take pics for the guys’ profiles.

When she’d asked Austin, it had been meant tongue-in-cheek. Thankfully, he’d obliged.

“And he agreed, so he pulled it out,” Mia said.

“A guy showed you his dick?” Simone asked.

“I couldn’t believe how nice it looked when I saw it. It’s long, thick, and smooth, not ugly, like many of them are, with wrinkles and veins sticking out. It’s the most beautiful dick I’ve ever seen.”

“So you had to touch it,” Steph guessed.

Simone and Shea almost had whiplash when their eyes locked on Steph and snapped back to Mia for confirmation.

“Well, yeah. Then I offered to suck it, but Austin said he wanted to go down on me first. He gave me the best orgasm of my life, and the next thing I knew, he was fucking me,” Mia shared.

“Oh! My! God!” Shea exclaimed.

“Then everyone showed up, and I ended up doing it in front of Emma and her friends.”

“You mean our Emma?” Simone asked.

“The very same,” Mia confirmed. “And they’ll all be here shortly. I’ll introduce you to Austin.”

“Emma saw his dick, too?” Steph asked.

“She did. Ask her about it,” Mia said with a smirk.

She knew they would have their old friend cornered and wanting details as soon as she walked through the door.

“Break out the pot. I need to be calm when they get here,” Steph said.

Simone and Shea looked at each other.

“If there was ever a reason...” Shea started and trailed off.

“I agree. Let’s try it,” Simone agreed.

Austin rode his dirt bike, following Liam’s beat-up Bronco. He pulled onto a winding drive that led to another Federal-style home close to where he lived. Austin noted they had horses in the pasture that followed them to the house. He parked his bike and walked over to the four horses that came to the fence.

“Did someone forget to feed and put you guys up?”

They fidgeted like they weren’t happy, so he started for the barn to find a lead.

“What are you doing?” Emma asked.

“Someone forgot to take care of the horses, so I’ll put them in their stalls and be at the party shortly.”

“Won’t they be fine in the pasture?”

“Sure, if they’re used to it. Those guys seemed nervous, so I’m sure they’re normally put into their stables at night.”

“Okay. I’ll see you in there when you’re done. Save me a dance,” Emma said.

“I’m not very good at dancing. I’ve only attended one school dance, and my date didn’t want to dance.”

“Then I’ll teach you,” Emma promised and turned and walked to the house.

Emma walked into the grand entrance of the Kellys’ home. She was met by Mia, Shea, Simone, and Steph—her old friends.

“Where’s Austin?” Mia asked.

“He’s putting the horses into their stalls.”

“Oh, crud!” Shea said and raced out the door.

“I think someone forgot something,” Simone said with a smirk.

“Tell us about Austin’s dick,” Steph said to get to the good stuff.

Emma realized that some things never changed.

Austin had to muck out the stalls first because they looked like they hadn’t been cleaned in days. He was getting mad at whoever owned these horses. He’d cleaned three stalls and was starting on the fourth when a girl came running in, out of breath.

She was petite, as slim and ethereal as a fairy, and topped with a mane of fiery red hair. Just looking at her made Austin’s chest and other body parts ache. All thoughts of being mad flew out of his mind.

“I messed up. My parents left on Friday, and our horse guy quit on Saturday. I’m not sure what to do with them.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you. I’m Austin, by the way.”

“Sorry. I’m Shea.”

“If you fill up their water buckets and feed bins, I’ll finish here and bring the horses in.”