Chapter 28

Students milled about the courtyard of Southville University in the early morning sunshine, some chatting and hanging out, others hurrying on their way to class. Among them were Cindy and Frank. Cindy gave Frank another hug.

"I really gotta fly, Cindy," he said reluctantly. "If I'm late again for my eight o'clock he'll kick me out." He kissed Cindy quickly, lightly, and she smiled at him. "Seeya this afternoon!"

Cindy watched Frank scamper off, then turned towards the Student Commons. She spotted Monica as she stepped into the crowded cafeteria area and waved to her friend.

"Hey there, Cindy," Monica said, stifling a yawn. "I don't think I've seen you here this time of day before."

"Yeah, this is a little early for me. My first class isn't until 10."

"Mine's not 'til 9, but I usually grab something here with Anna before class. You haven't seen her around, have you?"

"Nope. But I just got here myself."

The two blonds made their way through the line. Monica picked up a large cola and a couple muffins, while Cindy opted for a bottle of juice. Then they found a table and sat down.

"So," Monica said, tearing a muffin apart, "I can't help but wonder just what brought you out here so early, young lady."

Cindy blushed, which made Monica giggle.

"Aha, just as I suspected. Someone's doing the walk of shame this morning, isn't she?"

Cindy rolled her eyes, but she was smiling.

"Well, I wouldn't call it that per se. I was home all night, after all."

Monica nodded, leaning closer to Cindy.

"So? Dish, honey. You and Frank?"

Cindy hesitated, looking down at her bottle of juice. When she looked up she gave Monica an uncertain look.

"Well, yes, but..."

"But what?" Monica wasn't joking around anymore, picking up on Cindy's reluctance to speak. "I mean, it's none of my business anyway, just tell me to butt out, okay?"

"No, I don't mind," Cindy said. "Well, yeah, Frank stayed over last night, and it was cool and all, I mean, I'm glad he did."

Monica waited, sipping her coke.

"Hmm. I guess there's no way to say it nicely. I'm just not sure that Frank is the one, you know?"

Monica nodded in aggreement, setting down her drink.

"He's a nice enough guy, and he definitely tries hard, I'll give him that. But that doesn't surprise me at all, Cindy."

"It doesn't?" Cindy wasn't sure how she'd expected Monica to react, but this wasn't it.

"No. I know you too well, Cindy," Monica told her, pushing one of her muffins towards her. Cindy picked it up without thinking about it, something Monica had anticipated. "You like Frank well enough, and that's great, but there's no spark with you two. He's obviously hot for you" - Monica leaned forward to accentuate her point - "Obviously. But you're just not feelin' it, I can tell. That's okay, right? I mean, it's not like you guys are getting married, you're just dating."

"Yeah. I didn't realize it was so obvious." Cindy took a bite of muffin, then smiled at Monica. "Thanks for breakfast, by the way." She went on. "I do like him, Mon, that's the thing. But it feels like I have to work to stay interested in him, you know?"

Monica shrugged.

"So, like I said, you're just dating. No big deal."

"I think it is for him, though. That's the thing. Maybe I should break this thing off before it gets any farther along. I don't want to lead him on or anything."

"Well, maybe that's smart," Monica offered. "Or maybe he'll dump you now."

Cindy raised her eyebrows at her friend, questioning.

"Well, he's found out he can get the milk for free, why should he stick around for the cow?"

Cindy threw a bit of muffin at Monica, giggling. "You bitch," she declared, trying to sound serious.

"Trollop!" Monica replied without missing a beat.

Cindy laughed, shaking her head. She thought back to last night with Frank, how he'd practically begged her to have sex with him. She'd made him settle for a hand job, but it had been nice to lay awake with him afterward, talking.

"Actually," Cindy said, hesitating.

Now Monica raised her eyebrows at Cindy.

"You guys haven't?"

Cindy shook her head. No.

Monica nodded, grinning.

"I see," she said, tearing off some more of her muffin. "The plot thickens, doesn't it? Actually, that's not such a bad thing, is it? I mean, if you're not really sure about him."

"Do you think I'm a prude?"

"Don't be silly. Okay, so I might have had sex with him by now -- you know, if I were you, I mean -- but that doesn't mean anything. Remember, you're talking to someone who hasn't really dated anyone this year. The last time I got any was..." Monica smiled, then went on. "Was a long, long time ago."

"You mean, when you and Jake... ?"

"Yeah, crazy, isn't it? It's not like I haven't had the chance, but the right fellah just hasn't come along, you know?"

Cindy smiled at her friend. Maybe the two of them had more in common than she thought. She took a sip of her juice, then wiped her mouth with the back of hand.

"Yeah, I know just what you mean."

Jake lay in bed, his hands behind his head, naked. Fond memories of the past 12 hours floated through his mind as he relaxed, feeling on top of the world.

Josie was still awake when he'd taken Anna up their bed last night, and the three of them had enjoyed a long, sensuous love-making session that had culminated in two more releases for him, first with Anna and then with Josie. The two girls, judging by their cries of pleasure, had enjoyed quite a few more climaxes themselves.

The three of them had also spent a long time just talking, curled up in each other's arms. At one point Anna had rested her head on Jake's shoulder, her arm draped across his chest, while Josie lay towards his feet on his opposite side, propped on an elbow between his thighs so that she could casually stroke and lick his prick as they chatted. Jake stroked Josie's upper thighs and ass while he cuddled with Anna, his arm wrapped around her tiny torso, enjoying the weight of her body against his.

Jake realized that while he did love Anna, it was a different sort of love. The hungry need he'd felt earlier had softened somewhat. Anna was an incredibly beautiful, magnificent creature, and he felt truly blessed to have her at his disposal. Maybe it's just the after-sex satisfaction, he told himself, the bliss of fucking those two hot chicks all night.

"Mmmm," Josie had purred, sucking on Jake's knob. "I could just lay here forever."

"That'd be fine with me too," Anna had whispered into his ear, nibbling it gently.

Jake had smiled, drifting off into a deep, satisfied sleep.

The next time he'd woken both Anna and Josie had dressed and now knelt on either side of him on the bed, looking down at him.

"We're leaving for class, Jake," Josie had told him. "Don't miss your ten o'clock. You said you can't skip it anymore, remember?"

The two girls had kissed his cheeks, then, giggling like little girls, had hopped off the bed and strolled out hand in hand, looking back to wink at him from the bedroom door.

And now he was alone, wondering whether he should try to go back to sleep or just get up. He didn't have much time if he was going to make his class, that was true. Resigned, he sat up in bed, stretching his arms out for a long time before hopping up and wandering into the bathroom to turn on the shower.

So, he wondered as the jets of hot water hit his tired body, I wonder where exactly things stand with Anna. Was she fair game now? Josie would be leaving for her modeling shoot this afternoon, giving him a weekend home alone. He wouldn't mind spending it with his cock buried deep in Anna's hot little snatch. Was that copacetic with Josie now?

He lathered up, massaging his muscles under the steamy shower. Just thinking about it was getting him aroused again, and he took his cock in his soapy hands, jacking himself off as he remembered how hot Anna had been, and how hot she had in turn made Josie. God, those two! Maybe he and Anna could give Josie a nice send-off this afternoon before she had to leave.

He didn't have time to linger, though, so he quickly finished himself off, wishing one of the girls had stuck around a little longer, then rinsed off and stepped out to get dressed.

One thing was certain, he knew he wanted Anna again. With or without Josie, he was going to have her again and again. She was just too hot to ignore. But his mind was already racing ahead, thinking about other possibilities. Monica might fit in nicely with this new "arrangement," he figured. Maybe even sexy little Erin, who obviously was still interested in him. He didn't really see Darcy and Brittney being accepted by Josie, but who knows? At this point, he wasn't counting any possibility out.

"God, Fiona, you look like you haven't slept all night!"

Ally pulled the passenger side door shut just before Amy climbed into the back seat of Fiona's car. Fiona was picking the sisters up for school, and it was true, she looked rumpled and sleepy.

"Yeah, I had a rough night. Just couldn't sleep for some reason." She wasn't ready to explain to Ally and her little sister about her marathon masturbation session. "If I can just make it through today I'll be fine, though."

"Good thing the party's not until tomorrow night, huh?" Amy said from the back seat.

"The official party's tomorrow night," Ally told her with a smile, "but we'll do some partying tonight too, don't worry."

"Oh," Amy said. It hadn't occurred to her that Ally and Fiona would have something planned for tonight as well, but it made sense. Their parents had said goodbye this morning, so the house was already theirs for the next few days.

"Did you have something in mind?" Fiona asked the younger girl.

"No, no, I guess I hadn't thought about it."

"Well, we gotta at least pick up the goods from Jake, right?"

Fiona winked at Ally, who grinned back at her.

"This weekend is gonna rock!"

Fiona agreed. She could hardly wait for school to end.

The rest of the morning went quickly for Josie. She was running late for her morning class, and could only wave hello to Monica and Cindy before she had to take off for her first lecture.

Anna joined the two other blonds, sitting down at their table.

"Morning, ladies," she said cheerfully. "What's up?"

"Not a thing," Cindy answered. "I was just telling Monica how I'm getting cold feet about Frank, but that's nothing new. Say, I gotta run. See you guys tonight, okay?"

"Yeah, seeya!"

Monica watched Cindy walk away, shaking her head.

"Poor thing," she said to her roommate. "I don't think Frank is gonna last much longer with her."

"Hmmm," Anna said, barely listening.

Monica picked up on Anna's anxiety and smiled at her.

"So, you fell asleep studying? Is that the story?"

"What?"

"Come on, sister, I know you. Something's up."

Anna blushed furiously, looking down. Monica could read her easily, and she knew there was no way she could hide this from her any longer.

"Well, yeah, there is something I've been meaning to tell you."

Monica's eyes opened farther, waiting.

"Um, this is really weird, telling you here like this."

Around them coeds milled about, chatting and eating.

"Do you wanna go someplace else?" Monica asked, feeling slightly concerned. But Anna seemed fine, even giddy.

"Naw, this is okay. It's just hard for me to tell you, so I'm just gonna come right out and say it, okay?

"Sure, hit me."

"Well, I spent the night with Jake and Josie."

"Yeah, I know. You called me, remember?"

Anna looked at her friend, and something in her shy smile suddenly clicked with Monica, who opened her mouth wide, quickly covering it with her hands.

"Are you serious?" she asked quietly.

Anna nodded affirmatively, now blushing a bright pink. She smiled at Monica, unsure what her reaction would be.

"Wow." Monica let that information sink in for a moment before saying anything. It was a lot to take in all at once.

"Yeah," Anna said softly, nearly giggling. It was just too much. Monica giggled a little too.

"Wow," Monica repeated. "I mean... Wow!"

"Yeah, it happened pretty fast, I mean, Josie and I had fooled around a little, but..."

"What?! Really?" Monica was surprised, but fascinated as well. Was her roommate gay? Was Josie? "Are you guys, um..."

"Lesbians?" Anna chuckled. "No. I mean, I don't know, but I don't think so. I mean, well, we certainly weren't with Jake, you know?"

"Jesus, Anna, the three of you?"

Monica sat back in her chair as Anna nodded affirmatively once more. She was flabbergasted, but already the idea of Anna and Josie double-teaming Jake was filling her mind with images of the three of them in all sorts of positions and states of passion, and she was titillated by the idea of it. She licked her lips, taking a long swig of her soda before leaning towards her roommate once more.

"Details, Anna," she demanded with a playful gleam in her eye, "I want details. How did this happen?"

Anna sighed, blushing, but it was good to finally tell Monica. She started out by describing that first afternoon, when she and Josie had been hanging out in her room and they'd just started kissing. She tried to describe how natural it had felt, how simple and nice, and Monica nodded, seeming to understand.

She went on to talk about Josie, how she had wanted to get Jake involved in it right away. She told Monica that it had really been Josie's idea all along, and that she'd convinced Anna that it would be a good thing.

"And?" Monica asked anxiously.

"And it was. God, Monica, it was so good!"

She told her friend about the hot tub, about their encounters on the bearskin rug, about returning to the hot tub and being with Jake alone. And then the long night in the bedroom...

Monica was floored, but she was also turned on by it all.

"You know, I always suspected Josie had a kinky streak in her a mile wide," Monica said when Anna had finished. "And I guess Jake doesn't surprise me at all either. But you, Anna, I'd have never guessed."

"Do you think I'm some kind of slut now?" Anna asked seriously.

"No! No, no, of course not, sweety." Monica put her hand on Anna's. "I just didn't think you had it in you, that's all. You know... I've always felt so bad about, you know, betraying Mandy by cheating with Jake. I guess I just assumed that I was the wild one between the two of us."

Anna smiled at her. "You still are, believe me."

"Ha! Not by a long shot, sister. I've never been in a three-way. God, it sounds so sleazy, like some 70's wife-swapping porno."

"Stop it," Anna giggled. "It's not that bad."

"If you say so, swinger," Monica teased, glad that Anna no longer seemed so tense. "Wow, Anna. I have to admit, that sounds really hot. I am so gonna tease Josie about this the next time I see her."

"Well," Anna said softly, "at least now I know what you were talking about."

Monica didn't say anything for a moment, and Anna wondered if she'd touched on a sensitive subject.

"He's pretty special, isn't he?" Monica asked quietly, grinning.

"Yeah."

"So, do you think you guys will, you know, do it again?"

Anna shook her head.

"I don't know. I want to, that's for sure. But part of me doesn't, too. It's a weird situation, you know?"

"Yeah. Well, at the very least you've got something to tell the grandkids about, eh?"

"Stop, I'm serious. I really..." Anna paused, biting her lip. "I really like them both, and I'd feel awful if we somehow messed that up. And I'm not sure where this leaves me, either. I don't want to get all hung up on Jake when I can't have him."

"Hey, I'm sorry, Anna. I know what you mean, you're taking a risk. I wish I knew what to tell you."

Anna smiled at her friend, squeezing her hand.

"That's okay. I'm probably making a big deal out of nothing, really." She sighed and looked at Monica with a dreamy look in her eye. "But god, Mon, Jake..."

Monica smiled.

"Tell me some more about this wild night."

Clark noticed the two blonds talking intently across the commons. He thought about going up and saying hello. He remembered them both from the first party a while back, and they were both very cute. Probably out of my league, he figured. Besides, they looked like they were in a pretty intense conversation.

He turned and walked the other way, back out to the courtyard.

Jake was feeling on top of the world when he eventually strolled onto campus, his book bag slung over his shoulder. The sun was out, illuminating every woman he saw with a healthy, fresh glow. He seemed to notice something beautiful in every face he passed, and he imagined that he looked like a grinning idiot. He didn't care.

He was crossing the courtyard when his cell phone went off. He stepped under a tree to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Jake? Hello, darling, this is Nancy."

Jake's mood darkened considerably, but he resolved not to let Josie's agent ruin the great mood he was in.

"Why hello, Nancy, this is a surprise."

"I hope I'm not waking you, dear. I know how you kids keep all hours these days. I just wanted to touch base with you. Please don't hate me for taking Josie away this weekend, but she really couldn't miss this opportunity, it will mean so much for her career."

Jake rolled his eyes. When Nancy talked about opportunity for Josie she usually meant opportunity to get more agent's fees.

"Of course it will, Nancy. You know I want the best for Josie."

"Well, I'm glad to hear you say it, Jake. I know you think I push her too hard sometimes, but really, she'll thank me one day. You both will, I'm sure of it." Jake could hear her flipping through papers on the other end of the phone. "Now, I'm just about to put in Josie's plane ticket, and I wanted to check one last time to see if you wanted to join her on the beach this weekend. It will be just fabulous down there, dear, I know you'd just love it."

"Thanks, Nancy, but I really can't this weekend," Jake told her evenly. His frustration at not seeing Josie was compounded by the thought of Nancy being responsible for it.

"Okay, dear, I don't mean to pester. I just wanted to try one last time. Josie's so much happier when you're along, don't you know. But I understand; just giving you one last chance. If you change my mind, call my office and my assistant will have you on a plane in no time. Take care, dear! Ta-ta!"

Jake flipped his phone shut, scowling. Only Nancy could bring him down so fast. He wasn't sure why he disliked the woman so much. She wasn't any worse than any other agent he'd met before, and she didn't seem to really take advantage of Josie, she just wanted her to take her career seriously.

He sighed, dropping the phone back into his pocket. Maybe he should be going with Josie this weekend. She'd told him he didn't need to go, but he knew she'd love it if he did. Maybe he should ask her one more time.

"Hey, Jake," Angie called over from across the courtyard.

He turned to see the slender blond approaching with Ellen, the voluptuous brunette waitress from the bar.

"Hi there ladies, how are you this morning?"

"Okay, I guess," Angie said. "I'll be better when I've got my classes out of the way."

"Hi Jake," Ellen said shyly.

Jake looked the girls up and down. Angie was looking quite attractive in a rugged, almost tom-boyish way in her torn jeans and loose-fitting flannel. Ellen, on the other hand, looked down-right sultry in her long skirt and tummy-revealing halter. Her generous breasts swelled high on her chest, held in place behind a dark purple top that tied behind her neck, leaving her arms and shoulders exposed along with her flat stomach. It was an eye-catching outfit, and she wore it well.

"Are you both working tonight?" he asked, trying not to stare at Ellen.

Angie shook out her long blond curls, shrugging.

"Don't we always?"

"Not next Saturday night, though," Ellen said with a grin.

"Good, good. You've got a party to attend, young lady," Jake told her with a smile. He winked at the raven-haired beauty, who giggle back at him playfully.

God, he thought to himself, he'd love to have a taste of that. Ellen was looking hot this morning. Angie caught him ogling Ellen and laughed at him, rolling her eyes. Jake grinned at her, knowing he was caught but not caring. Angie understood him, he decided. Impulsively he threw an arm around the blond's shoulders and hugged her to him.

"That includes you too, missy!" he said, tickling her with his free hand.

Angie squealed and twisted away, laughing as she escaped to the other side of Ellen.

"Whoa, there, hop-along!" she chuckled. "It's way too early in the morning for you to be in such a good mood."

Jake grinned at her. He felt great once more, forgetting for the moment all about Nancy and modeling.

"Come on," Angie said, turning to go. "You can walk us to our classes."

"So, I guess I'll see you Saturday night at the big party, huh?"

Greg Dillon stood in the hall nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. On the football field he could be as graceful as an antelope, but here, standing in front of a pretty young girl in the hall at school, he fumbled nervously for the right thing to say and do.

"You bet," Amy answered nervously. She and Greg had talked a couple times between classes and at lunch, but this was one of the first times he'd spoken to her apart from anyone else. She fingered her books as she watched the tall senior struggle for words. It was cute, even if she felt every bit as nervous as he did. "You're gonna come, aren't you?"

"Oh yeah, you bet." He fidgeted around some more. "So I'll see you there. Well, I guess I better get going to practice. I, uh, I'm looking forward to seeing you Saturday, Amy."

"Me too, Greg."

Amy smiled at him as he turned and headed off. Greg was a nice guy, but she was already getting a little bored with his shyness.

"Well, look who's already breaking hearts."

Amy turned to see Ashley.

"Hiya, Ash," Amy said, pleased to see her. "Excited about tomorrow night?"

The two girls turned to walk slowly down the hall.

"Oh sure, it'll be great," Ashley said, but there was something in her voice that didn't convince Amy.

"What's the problem, Ashley? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry about me." She put on a happy face. "Just stupid boyfriend issues."

"Oh." Amy wasn't sure she was supposed to know about Ashley and the married man she was sleeping with. Ally had told her not to let on, but then told her everything about how Ashley had sex with the man she babysat for.

"It's kind of a drag. I'm babysitting tonight, otherwise I'd come over after school to hang out with you guys. But I'll be there tomorrow, for sure."

"Um, so Ashley, is this the married guy?"

"Karl. Yeah, so you know, huh? It's okay, I trust you, Amy. Just don't let it get around, okay."

Ashley didn't look very happy, but Amy didn't know what to say to her.

"So, do you love him?"

"Well, I thought I did. Fuck that. Yes, I love him." She sighed. "Oh, Amy, I think I've really fucked up. What a stupid situation to get myself into. But yeah, I love him. And he's married. With two adorable little daughters, too."

Amy didn't say anything. She'd been amazed to hear that Ashley was having an affair with a married older man. It was just too much. But she felt sorry for her too. The slender brown-haired girl certainly was unhappy with her predicament.

"Ah, screw it," Ashley said suddenly, smiling at Amy. "I'll figure something out. Hey, let's go get your sister and Fiona and get out of here, okay?"

Amy agreed enthusiastically. She was ready for the weekend to begin too.

Later that afternoon, Josie sat in a booth with Jake, her weekend bags packed and on the floor next to them. Josie was pressed against Jake, wishing she weren't leaving, her hand on his thigh under the table. Angie came in and saw them there. She crossed the room and plopped down on the opposite bench.

"Hey guys, how's it going?"

Josie pouted a little, looking down.

"Well, it's been better," Jake said warmly, giving Josie a little squeeze.

"Are those your bags, Josie? Where are you going?"

"That stupid modeling shoot," she complained, kicking her bags ruefully. "I called and told Nancy to pick me up here. She's already late."

"That sucks," Angie said sincerely. "This is the thing that goes all weekend, right? You were telling me about it."

"Josie, honey, say the word and I'm there," Jake offered for the umpteenth time.

"Don't be silly, Jake," Josie told him. "You know how miserable you'd be there, stuck in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do."

"The Caribbean isn't 'nowhere.' I could keep myself busy."

Josie reached up to stroke his cheek.

"That's sweet, honey, but there's no reason both of us should have to lose a weekend."

Angie stood up.

"I'm just gonna throw my stuff behind the bar, but I'll be back in a minute."

She crossed the room and went behind the bar, fiddling with her stuff and saying hello to Rachel.

"I'm serious, Josie, I don't mind going."

Josie sighed. Jake was being so good, she was tempted to take him up on the offer. But she knew that while she'd rather he was there with her, she wouldn't really have any time to spend with him. They kept her very busy on these shoots, working all day long and into the night, and there wouldn't be much time for anything else.

She pulled his face to his and kissed him deeply, pressing her tongue as far into his mouth as she could, moaning softly. When she finally pulled back, she wanted him even more than before.

"Jake, darling, I love you so much. You know I would love for you to come with me, but we both know you'd be bored out of your mind. I'll be okay, it's just for a couple of days."

She kissed him again, stroking his cheek while her other hand caressed his inner thigh, pressing against his cock through his pants.

Jake looked up and noticed Nancy's limo pulling in front of the bar. Josie followed his look and saw it too. She sighed again, then scooted out of the booth. Jake followed her, picking up her bags. A few minutes later the limo was driving away with Jake watching from the sidewalk.

Now what? he wondered to himself.

He turned and went back into Teddy's, grabbing a seat at the front of the bar. Angie brought a beer down to him.

"So, you're the bachelor this weekend, eh?"

"Yep, all by my lonesome. Are you working to close?"

"Yep."

Angie put her elbows on the bar and rested her head in her hands, smiling at him.

"Then I guess I may as well just stick around," Jake said with a wink, taking a sip of his beer.

"So, what'd you tell your Mom?" Ally asked Fiona as the red head eased her car into the Tortelli's garage.

"Oh, I made up some lame story about how we were going over to Ashley's for a sleep-over."

"Really?" Amy asked. "What if she calls Ashley's house?"

Fiona gave Ally a look, who in turn looked back at Amy in the back seat.

"She won't," Ally assured her.

"My mom isn't the most observant woman," Fiona said, putting the car in park and shutting off the engine. "Especially after she's had a couple vodkas. Don't worry, she won't be checking up on me, I know that for sure."

"Oh," Amy said softly. She knew Fiona's mom drank a lot, but Fiona didn't seem to want to talk about it.

"So, do you think it's too early to call Jake?" Ally asked, changing the subject.

Fiona grinned at her friend, then looked back to wink at Amy. She hopped out of the car and pulled out her cell phone.

"Hey," Ally protested, "I was gonna call him!"

Fat Teddy's had just started to pick up when Ellen came in for her shift. She wasn't working late tonight, but she'd come in to get a few hours while it was busy. She was still wearing that sexy outfit she'd had on earlier in the day, Jake noticed, and he gave her an approving smile when she passed by.

She tried not to stare at the two girls Jake was chatting with. They looked like total air-heads to Ellen, bubbly young sorority sisters with super-tight hip-huggers and push-up bras under their baby-doll t-shirts. Jake was flirting with them, smiling confidently as the two girls jockeyed for his attention. Teddy's usually didn't attract the greek crowd, but occasionally some of them would decide to "slum" it. To Ellen the girls looked like skanky sluts with too much make-up, but she recognized too that she was just acting jealous.

"Hey, Angie, looks like we're getting some business tonight."

"Some, yeah. Hopefully it'll be worth your while."