Chapter 332

Ollie, Corey and Victoria were the first of your friends to come back to the Air B&B, which was on brand for the division of labour going on all weekend. None of them said anything about Mallory, and Corey and Victoria immediately jumped in to help you and Sabrina with the food prep while Ollie went upstairs to start packing. Everyone other than you, Gemma and Sabrina needed to head back that night, and if she was going to wrangle the boys into doing dishes after dinner she wanted to get things done for herself early.

Corey and Victoria filled you and Sabrina in on how the afternoon had gone down at the beach, which sounded like it had been a chill day in the sand and surf. A quick look, and a slight flush to Sabrina’s cheeks, was enough for them to understand what you had generally been getting up to all afternoon. When Ollie came back down she started moving food over to the table - other than the requisite salad, it was mostly a whole ton of kebabs with chopped vegetables, along with hunks of pork and chicken. You were running back and forth from the BBQ outside to a couple of pans inside to try and make sure everything was cooked through but not dried out.

The guys showed up a little after six, which was actually pretty good considering Ollie had been worried they would show up way late. And again, when they came in, there were no immediate questions. Edgar definitely shot you a look at one point, but other than that the boys piled into their seats at the table after grabbing their drinks, and everyone tucked in.

“So,” Brent said after he’d finished his first kebab, looking down the table at you with a bit of a smirk starting. “Edgar says that you guys had a pretty busy afternoon.”

“You mean when him and his local girl crashed our hookup?” you asked.

Paul almost choked on the piece of pepper he’d been biting into as he laughed and tried to cover it.

“Wait, you guys hooked up with someone?” Ollie asked, raising her eyebrow. “Like, all three of you?”

“It was the lady from the hippy store yesterday,” Sabrina said offhandedly.

“That super hot MILF?” Ollie asked.

“Mhmm,” Sabrina hummed and nodded with a self-satisfied smile.

“Dude,” Ollie said, then turned to look at you. “Dude!”

“Was that the lady you were talking with last night?” Corey asked.

“At the bar,” Gemma confirmed. “She’s pretty awesome. And great in the sack.”

Paul was coughing and trying to get himself together, and Brent was snickering.

“I don’t think us picking up a super hot older woman is the real headline of the story though,” you said. “Is it, Edgar?”

“Wait, what does that mean?” Brent asked.

Edgar squirmed a little in his seat, then sighed. “She was the mom of the girl I was hooking up with,” he admitted.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Ollie said. “You guys fucked the Mom of the virgin chick Edgar was getting with?”

“Technically we fucked her several times,” Sabrina said with a little smirk.

“And Genevieve definitely wasn’t a virgin,” Gemma said.

“Well obviously,” Brent said. “She was a MILF.”

“Oh, no,” you said. “Mallory was the name of the woman we were with. Genevieve was her daughter.”

Paul fell out of his chair, crying he was laughing so hard.