Chapter 3: Back at Pam’s

“DC, I was renting out my house to Terri LaPorte, an old friend. Um, close friend. Let’s see if she’s home.”

She knocked.

“Hey, Terri, it’s me and my boyfriend. Can we come in?”

“Pam? Wait! I’m not decent.”

“You know I’ve seen it all before. DC will keep his eyes closed. Sweetie, no peeking.”

However, she winked at him while she opened the door. Terri was at the kitchen sink, washing dishes with her shirt off.

“Honey, you look sexy even you’re watching dishes. Meet my boyfriend DC; he’s very nice. Terri’s been my friend since, what, middle school? Terri, he’s being really polite and studying my ceiling. You don’t really mind if he looks at you, do you?”

“Aw, sure, they’re just boobs.”

“Terri, I’m glad to meet an old friend of Pam’s. And, may I say, they’re not just boobs. They are glorious orbs of beauty, second only to Pam’s magnificence. How long have you two been fucking, Terri?”

She gasped, raising her soapy hand up to her mouth. Pam burst out in raucous laughter.

“Sorry, my boyfriend can be very direct. But how did you know, DC?”

“Easy. ‘Seen it all before’ and ‘since middle school’ were pretty telling. But it was the look on your face, Pam. You were excited and ogling her. The last time I saw that face on you was when I took my pants off and showed you my big hard-on. Uh, sorry, Terri.”

“No problem, DC. Is it really that big, Pam?”

Terri’s eyes were twinkling as she smirked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know? Would you please finish the dishes, put your shirt back on, and come to the living room so we can talk?”

Terri joined them, noticing that Pam’s boyfriend had an obvious pout on his face. Pam elbowed him.

“Focus, you brat. You can see my tits later, if you behave.”

He sat up primly and folded his hands in his lap, appearing attentive. Pam rolled her eyes and addressed her tenant.

“To answer your obvious question, DC is short for Dale Charles Loomis, Junior. Dale Senior spent most of his teen years beating him with a belt, so he’s using DC as his name now. You might remember that we were staying in DC’s bedroom while you were here renting. But now that time is over and we need to move back into this house.

“Wait, Terri, don’t be upset! You can stay if you want. I’ll cut your rent way back. All you need to do is move your stuff from the master to the guest room. We need the closet space, and you can just go across the hall in the morning to find your clothes and get dressed for the day.”

DC suddenly looked even more alert and fastened his surprised eyes on Pam.

“What? Listen, DC, Terri sleeps naked. Don’t you want to see the rest of her? She has a really cute butt.”

He held one arm straight out and obviously pinched it.

“I must be dreaming. Or you’re teasing me, Pam. Terri is very attractive. But you are who I love and everything I need.”

“Oh, damn. Terri, can you see why I love him? DC, I know you are devoted to me, as I am to you. But from time to time, I’m going to ask dear Terri to lick my pussy while you watch us, and vice versa.

“And while you’re getting used to watching us carry on like that, your two bisexual housemates are going to request that you jump in and provide penetrative relief. Terri loves my pussy like you do, but she’s also a slut for cock.

“And when she sees what you’re packing, she will go nuts, I promise. You’re young and virile, and I know you can satisfy both of us in the same night. So, Terri, DC, do I have your consent to share this house as loving housemates?”

“I’m sorry, Pam, I’ll move my stuff but I have to say, ‘Yes, but’ to you. The thing is, my boyfriend, Virgil, might not want to share me. Some nights, for sure, he and I will be knocking boots in the guest room, leaving you and DC entwined in the master, alone together.”

“Oh, Terri, of course, that’s fine. You and Virgil have fun. But I thought you had a girlfriend?”

“I do, but Annie and I are having issues. She says, ‘I’m not good at sharing,’ and she doesn’t like sharing me with Virgil. Adding you and DC is going to bug her even more. I’m going to have to talk to her, but maybe I’m not the right girl for her.”

“That’s a shame, but I can understand. I feel lucky that DC and I aren’t so possessive of each other.”

“I’m incapable of saying no to Pam. It’s like my penis is a leash she can pull on.”

“Oh, who’s a good boy?”

Pam scratched behind DC’s ears, and all three of them laughed.

“I think we have a plan for moving forward. Do you have any questions? Terri? DC?”

“Just one. Terri, would you please take that shirt back off?”