The Side Project 2: Nature Girl
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Chapter 12: Lexi - Tender Loving Care
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 12: Lexi - Tender Loving Care - The Side Project 2 kicks off with the core friend group scattering across the country at the end of their wild week in Nashville. With the initial shock of their new circumstances starting to wear off, Ky and Lexi begin grappling with quite what their future holds. On their Thanksgiving trip to Napa someone new enters the dynamic. Meanwhile Allie's forced to deal with Garrison and the Alphas' latest antics. Luckily Reed, and some new friends, are on her side.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Slow Illustrated
Friday, November 24, 2017
Napa, California, USA
I had gotten quite a bit done while Lexi had been off playing farmer with Cassie. I had connected with Reed and Jason briefly and gotten status updates. Jason was already making progress and was confident all the money would be moved by the end of the month. The man was kind of a jerk, but it seemed like he did good work.
Reed was still working through the documentation for our purchase of the health club but hadn’t found any cause for concern yet. However, I had another important reason to talk to Reed that I hadn’t mentioned to Lexi: I wanted to see if he was willing to go in with me on buying the Nashville rental house from our trip the prior week. His predictable reaction was ‘fuck yeah,’ and we agreed to split the cost 50-50.
Reed wasn’t a real estate attorney by trade, but was pretty sure he could handle brokering the purchase. He’d already been looking into what he would need to practice law in Tennessee, and this would send him to the next level of motivation.
I had it in my head that I wanted to make the house my Christmas gift to Lexi, and I knew making that happen in time would be tough, so I wanted to give Reed some incentive to move quickly.
“You know, Texas A&M are bowl eligible. Do you think LIMPs miss going to A&M bowl games in person?” I asked.
“Certainly not,” Reed said.
“Don’t you think it would be nice to welcome Allie and friends to your nice, newly purchased rental house for a party while their husbands are off watching that bowl game?” I asked.
“Fuck! You’re a genius! I’ll get this shit moving yesterday!” Reed exclaimed. I knew my audience.
After signing off with a properly motivated Reed, I fired up a group text with Brandi, Jackie and Rose to find out what their plans were for Christmas and New Year’s. I figured the only way to make buying the rental house for Lexi a better present was to stock it with horny, bisexual Sigma Sluts. I probably wouldn’t mind either.
To my surprise, rather than a text reply, I got a phone call from Jackie. “Jack, how are you!?” I asked in greeting.
“I’m good! You’re on speaker with all three of us,” Jackie said.
“Hey Rose, Hey Brandi!” I called.
“Hiya Ky!” Rose said.
“We just finished our second naked pillow fight of the day and are modeling our sexiest panties for Rose to judge,” Brandi said.
I laughed and rolled my eyes. “Living the lesbian throuple dream then, Brandi?”
“Ugh, throuple is so, like, 2016,” Brandi said in a faux Valley Girl voice.
“My apologies that I’m not up to speed on your latest terms. What are you guys these days? Triple? Triad? Thriple?”
“We’re a triangle!” Rose exclaimed.
“Uh, ok I guess?” I said.
“Well we can’t 69 if the three of us are together. It would be rude to leave one girl out. And if we’re all eating each other’s pussies at the same time it makes a triangle,” Jackie explained.
“Yeah we put that shit in the bylaws, Rule No. 15: No 69s while the third member of the triangle is present without her permission,” Brandi said using the mock serious tone the Sigmas always did when discussing their rules.
“You three are the Sexual Bermuda Triangle. Many a person has gone missing caught up in your sexiness,” I said, chuckling.
“Oooohhhh, I like it!” Rose exclaimed. “Rule No. 16?”
“I vote yes!” Jackie yelled.
“It is thus decided. In polite company the triangle shall now be referred to as the SBT,” Brandi declared.
I laughed. “I’ve missed you all and it’s only been what, five days?”
“Well six since I’ve had your dick in me,” Brandi said. Very Brandi thinking.
“Are you in dick withdrawal?” I teased.
“I’m doing alright actually. In the wake of your little girlfriend’s lesson, I’ve noticed a distinct improvement in technique from my girls,” Brandi said.
“Speaking of, where is our dearest Lexicon?” Rose asked.
“You guys will probably think this is hilarious. So we’re actually in Napa for the holiday.”
“Wait, hold on, what? Like California? How did that happen?” Jackie asked.
“Reed lost a bet. He’s funding our little adventure.” I went on to explain our Venmo trolling and how Reed’s responses had been getting increasingly unhinged, which had the girls in stitches.
“So anyways, Lexi, as she does, has befriended and become smitten with this smoking hot girl we met who works at a winery. They’re currently off discussing the finer points of vineyard maintenance,” I told them.
“Sounds about like Lexi,” Jackie said.
“I know. So on to why I texted you ladies, I’m planning another Nashville trip as a surprise Christmas present for Lexi, and I was wondering if you three might be interested in coming down for some Rule 14 action?” I asked.
I heard the Sigmas, or SBT I supposed, conferring quietly.
“We have some family obligations on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, but all three of us could take off that week between Christmas and New Year’s. Maybe we could meet up on like Wednesday, the 27th and stay for a few days?” Rose offered.
“Heck yeah, sounds amazing. Can’t wait to see you three again. I’m working on a fun surprise for where we’ll stay, but I promise I’ll have something set up and will text you all updates,” I said.
“Sweet, let us know what we owe you, we don’t want to keep being freeloaders,” Jackie said. I smiled to myself, realizing the Sigmas still had no idea about our money.
“We can work through settling up closer to the date. You girls just get your time off set up,” I said.
“Amazing, can’t wait to see you and Lexi again!” Rose said.
“Hey, speak of the devil, she’s just pulling up now, gotta go. Keep this quiet so it’s a surprise, yeah?” I said.
“You got it, Ky,” Brandi said.
“Byeeeeee,” all three girls cried and then hung up.
I watched Cassie and Lexi disembark from the ATV and exchange a long hug. Lexi pulled Cassie down for a kiss on the forehead, then walked towards me with a determined expression on her face.
“Ky, we need to talk,” she said once she was within speaking distance. Oh fuck.
“Ermm, alright, what’s up?” I asked. I thought about everything I had just been working on setting up for Lexi, and my eyes got a bit watery, much to my shame. Had she and Cassie had some sort of breakthrough? Was that tender moment I’d just witnessed between them Cassie pumping Lexi up to give up on men forever and be with her?
“It’s not bad, but it is serious,” Lexi said, clocking my worried expression. “Come on, this is more of a private discussion, let’s head back to the rental.”
We trotted to the car and I woodenly started the engine then pulled out of the lot. Lexi’s reassurance it wasn’t bad helped, but I still felt like my emotions were all over the place.
“So what’s the deal?” I asked once we’d turned out onto the paved road.
“I think it’s more a sit down conversation than a car conversation. Eye contact and shit,” Lexi said.
“I think we have a pretty good history with serious conversations in the car,” I noted. I was thinking about both our discussion where we initially discussed Lexi being bi after our threesome with Rose in Nashville, and the talk where we agreed to move in together when we got back to Houston.
“Yeah, I’m actually not so sure that’s the case,” Lexi said. My anxiety spiked again. What the fuck was this about?
I kept my mouth shut. It was only about a ten minute drive back to the rental. I followed Lexi up the flagstone path to the front door, wondering if my life was about to disintegrate.
The table in our rental wasn’t really a proper dining room table. More of an oversized breakfast nook table for four. I thought about the wonderful meal we’d shared at it with Cassie the night before. End of an era perhaps?
“Is this a ‘we should pour wine’ type of discussion?” I asked.
“Hmmm,” Lexi mused and rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “I think it might be. Open the nicest bottle we have left.”
Was that a good thing or a bad thing? Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em or we only drink the best to celebrate? Mechanically I retrieved the corkscrew and grabbed a bottle of Bordeaux. Lexi’s favorite. Maybe that was good luck.
Lexi was seated at the table, brow furrowed. I set the glass of wine in front of her and took my seat facing her. She sipped the wine, looking thoughtful.
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