Chapter 573

“We hit up this fancy bar called Ottomato or something like that,” Eric said. “Beth ordered a beer with me, and Killjoy ordered a cocktail that must have been made of God’s piss or something cause it cost almost $40 by itself. Beth asked more about me, so I told them ... mostly the truth.”

“How did you avoid Joy putting two and two together?” you asked.

“I said I was interning for a firm of Stock Traders, and bullshit my way through changing a couple of stories from her,” Eric said. “Fuck, by the time we were finishing our drinks, I even told a story about how one of ‘my fellow interns’ got fired for going through the senior Trader’s tip sheets. Not even a flinch from Killjoy.”

“That bitch,” Sabrina said, shaking her head.

“Then Beth said it was time to head out,” Eric said. “I offered my place since Beth and I didn’t want her roommate catching wind of things, but Killjoy demanded we go to hers.”

“You went to her apartment?” you asked incredulously.

“Nah, man,” Eric smirked. “I went to the Bellagamba family house. And Bellagamba definitely heard me fucking her daughter.”

You and Sabrina were both stunned.

“Holy shit,” Sabrina finally said.

“Yeah,” Eric said. “I know.”

You rubbed your face with both hands, trying to process what you’d just been told.

“So, we finish our drinks and Joy makes me order an Uber, and when it gets there we head to ‘her place.’ Beth is still all over me, and it’s fucking awesome. She even starts rubbing me through my pants in the car. Joy is still being Killjoy, though I do notice she grabs Beth’s ass a couple of times - honestly, like I said I never got the story behind the whole ‘you owe me one’ thing, but I think Beth had a threesome with Joy and her boyfriend and now Joy was supposed to do the same thing for her, but she might have been more interested in just getting into bed with Beth again.”

“And Joy is still with that boyfriend, as far as we know,” you pointed out. “He’s just in Europe or something for the summer.”

“Well, wherever he is, I hope he’s getting laid because- well, we’ll get to that,” Eric said. “So the driver pulls into the neighbourhood with the big houses over on the east side just out of downtown, right? And I’m like, ‘What the fuck?’ but Joy gets out and me and Beth follow, and Beth doesn’t seem weirded out so I assume it’s normal. Killjoy leads us down the driveway but away from the front door and down to a side entrance. Now, this place is big. Like it could eat two or three regular houses, probably. I don’t know how Garrison or the other Senior Partners live, but I think Bellagamba or her husband come from money.”

“That would explain a lot,” Sabrina grimaced.

“True,” you nodded.

“So she brings us in, but she’s not trying to be quiet or anything. Beth starts kissing on me, and I’m feeling her up a bit, and then right there like four feet from the door she turns from me to Joy and tells her to kiss me. So then Joy grabs my head and it was like I was in the talons of some giant bird ‘cause of her stupid extra long nails, but she plants one on me and it was not a good kiss. Then she pulls away and turns and kisses Beth, and I can tell she puts more effort in there. But like - I’m there, right? It’s happening. So I put one hand on Beth’s ass and another on Joy’s and I give them both a squeeze. Beth moaned, and Joy growled. Like seriously, she growled. Then Joy grabbed my wrist, took Beth’s hand, and led us through a couple halls and doors, then to a set of stairs. I didn’t see anyone else, but I could hear a TV somewhere else in the house playing a Real Housewives show, and Killjoy kinda scowled in that direction before leading us to her room.”