Chapter 34

Anna and Monica walked into the courtyard in their swim suits, ready for a nice morning swim. They'd had a really nice night together, fooling around a little more, but mostly just talking and laughing together. It had felt like a two-person slumber party, and Monica was reminded of sleeping over at Anna's house when the two of them were buddies in elementary school.

"Hey guys," Ellen said as they approached.

The raven-haired, buxom coed was lounging in one of the recliners, catching some morning sun when her two lovely neighbors came outside.

"Morning, Ellen," Anna said with a friendly smile, spreading her towel out on the chair next to her. "You beat us out here."

"Yeah, it was such a nice morning I didn't want to waste any of it."

Monica dropped her towel on the next chair over.

"Did you have to work late last night?"

Ellen sat up, bringing her knees up to her chest.

"No later than usual, but I didn't get home 'til after 2. I thought about trying to find you guys, but I'm usually so beat by that time that I just want to go home and hit the sack."

"Yeah, I don't doubt it," Monica said, nodding. She sat down on the edge of her chair, then seemed to have an idea. "Say, it's almost noon, isn't it? I think a beer would taste good right now. Either of you want one?"

Anna rolled her eyes, shaking her head at her friend with a smile, but Ellen raised her eyebrows, considering it.

"You know, that does sound pretty good about now. I've got some in my place..."

"Stay where you are, sister," Monica commanded, jumping to her feet. "We've got plenty, and I'm buying."

Anna watched her trot back over to their apartment as she settled into her chair.

"She's in a good mood this morning," Ellen commented with a grin.

Anna just smiled like the cat that got the canary.

"Yeah, we both are."

Ellen stretched back out, folding her arms behind her head.

For the tenth time that morning Anna resisted the urge to call Jake and see what he was doing. As much as she wanted to, she also felt like she should give him a little space. He seemed to want to slow things down a little with her, and she told herself that was what she wanted too. But she couldn't get him out of her mind, even with Monica to distract her.

Across town Ally and Fiona were grilling some hamburgers up for lunch while Amy floated in the pool on a bright pink raft. She'd been on cloud nine all day, Ally noticed, but when she'd tried to figure out the source of her little sister's good cheer, Amy had just shrugged, grinning.

"Just having a good day, I guess."

Fiona noticed it too but didn't give it much thought. She was still disappointed that Jake hadn't come back last night. While they made lunch she wondered to herself if Jake would make an appearance at their party later tonight, or if she was just kidding herself.

He probably spent the night with that blond girl, she figured, frustrated that he wasn't more interested in her.

Amy half-dozed on the float, soaking up rays and grinning to herself. She was still wearing her bikini, having slipped back into her suit after Jake had left. She'd gone up to her room for a while and napped, but she was too wired to get much sleep. Now, floating in the water, she hoped Jake was looking down from his deck, watching her.

The experience had changed her; she felt physically different somehow, as if she'd become a grown woman over the course of the evening. She was no longer the awkward little sister who didn't know anything about boys. Now she was a woman; a sensual, mature woman familiar with sexual pleasure, both giving and receiving. Not that she thought she knew everything there was to know (she was, after all, still a virgin), but the change in her was unmistakable.

She sighed, remembering how Jake had tasted, how wonderful it had been to have his penis in her hands, in her mouth. She had just scratched the surface, she knew, and she wanted more. Like Fiona, she hoped Jake would come by later that day, but she was also thinking about going up to his house to pay him a visit. She didn't think she could wait until tonight to see him again.

Ally heard the phone ringing inside the house and hurried inside to catch it.

"Hello? Oh hi, Mom. No, Amy and I are just hanging out. Naw, nothing much. How's your trip so far?"

Up at Jake's house, Brittney had rolled on top of Jake and was kissing him languidly as he caressed her magnificent body.

"Mmmm, oh Jake, I love you so much!" she moaned softly, lost in a delirious state of blissful contentment.

Jake smiled, giving her ass a playful slap that made her giggle like a little girl.

"Hey!" she squealed, tossing her hair to one side. "Stop that!"

"Stop what?" Jake asked in mock confusion, slapping her firm, round ass once more.

Brittney squirmed around on top of him, the friction between their sweaty bodies still giving her a delightful sensual pleasure. They'd been at it all morning, though they'd settled down a great deal compared to the wild, animal fucking they'd started with. Now Jake was stroking in and out of her almost casually, and there was a care-free, playful mood between them.

"Hmm, Jake," she said, kissing his neck again, "I mean it, I'm so happy. God, I've been such a bitch lately, I need to apologize to Darcy. I was going crazy without you."

Jake felt her inner muscles grip him tightly and he thrust upward slightly, pushing against her sensitive g-spot. She let out another high-pitched squeal.

"Ohhh, you know just what to do to me, Jake! My god, how in the world did I ever get by without you?"

"Mmmm, I've been wondering the same thing about you, darling."

"Do you mean it, Jake," she asked, looking into his eyes with a serious look. "Don't tease me, Jake."

"Brittney, look," he said, stroking her ass. "I'm with Josie and that's never going to change. I love her."

Brittney stuck out her lower lip, pouting in a way that made Jake want to laugh, but he resisted the urge to make light of her feelings.

"That doesn't mean I don't have feelings for you too, babe. But I love her, Brittney. More than anyone else, I love Josie."

"Then what are you doing fucking around on her," Brittney challenged, her mood souring a little.

"Now, how am I supposed to resist someone as sexy as you?" he said with a suave grin.

He pushed her crotch against his, pushing up into her and rotating his hips, making sure to create the friction up under her entrance that he knew she loved so much.

"Mmmmmm, stop, that's not fair!" she groaned, closing her eyes as he pleasured her expertly.

"Come on, baby, you're just too sexy for me to resist, and to tell you the truth, I don't know if I can ever stop fucking you. Mmmm, do you want me to stop, baby?"

"No!" she groaned, digging her nails into his shoulder as another wave of pleasure passed through her body. "Oh no, Jake, please, don't stop!"

Jake began pumping into her more forcefully again, and she held onto him as the tension built once more.

Fuck, Jake thought to himself. Maybe he wouldn't be able to stop fucking this sexy little thing. He felt like he could fuck her for hours and never tire of feeling her cumming on his cock.

Brittney felt her self control once more slipping away as Jake fucked her, and she pressed her lips to his passionately, never wanting this incredible experience to end.

Later that afternoon Jake had taken her upstairs and showered with her, fucking her one last time under in the steamy, soapy mist while hot water sprayed them both. Brittney was ready to curl up and take a nap afterward, but Jake had convinced her that they should go get something to eat.

"So, do you really like me, Jake?" she asked as they strolled across the campus, Brittney walking her bike along side of her. "I mean, besides the sex?"

Jake looked at her and smiled.

"Brittney, the question is: do you like me? I mean, you must think I'm an asshole."

"Well, I was pretty angry with you this morning, that's for sure," she laughed.

She'd changed into a frilly blouse and a flattering skirt, and Jake thought she looked downright angelic as her hair sparkled in the afternoon sun. He could get lost in her eyes, her smile.

"But I'm serious," she said, looking at him. "Do you think of me as just someone to fuck when you feel like it? I'm not trying to put you on the spot; it's just that this sort of thing has never happened to me before. Am I just your whore now?"

Jake sighed, a somewhat sad smile on his face.

"Brittney, believe me when I say that I don't think of you that way. I really do care for you, please know that."

He kicked a rock, searching for the right words, but he wasn't exactly sure what he was trying to tell her.

"Never mind, Jake," Brittney said softly. "I don't expect, I mean, I know you and Josie..."

"I wish I had something better to say, Brittney, I really do. If you don't want to see me again, I totally understand. But that's the way it is, with me and Josie."

"Jake, I want to see you again. I just wish things were different." She kicked at a rock as well. "I consider Josie a friend, you know. This isn't exactly what I'd planned on. I mean, I know we were flirting and all before we... before you... at the party. But I never imagined all this... I mean, I'm not the kind of girl who throws herself at other girl's boyfriends, you know."

"I know, baby, I know."

"And I'm certainly not the kind of girl who shares her lovers with her friends. God, this is so weird, Jake! I mean, Darcy and I are pretty open about most things; we've been friends for so long, it's just how we are. But this is totally different."

"Does she feel bad about all this too?"

Brittney chuckled, shaking her head.

"No, definitely not. No, Darcy's much more comfortable with, with, well with all of it. She's not usually going after other girl's boyfriends either, you know, but for some reason she's fine with this.

"And that day, when you came by our place?" she went on. "I've never, I mean, Darcy and I have never... that was pretty crazy, you know? But I was so caught up in it while it was going on. I wanted to see you," she lowered her voice, "fuck her, you know? I wanted to see you fuck her the way you'd just fucked me. I felt so good, and I wanted Darcy to feel it too."

Jake just nodded, grinning.

"God, this is so messed up," she whispered, "but just talking about it, it's... it's getting me all turned on again!"

"That doesn't sound messed up to me," Jake said calmly. "That sounds pretty normal."

A while later, Brittney rode across campus after having eaten lunch with Jake. She felt much better having spent some time with him, and it wasn't just the incredible sex. Talking with him over a taco lunch, she'd realized that while their situation wasn't perfect, it could be a lot worse. He really did feel affection for her and wanted her to be happy, and knowing that made their situation feel a little less, well, frustrating.

She sighed. Her hunger for him was still there, even if he'd temporarily satiated her need for him. This was new territory for her, as she'd never really fallen for a guy like this. But she definitely felt better.

Jake yawned as he walked downtown, feeling wired and aimless at the same time. He was glad Brittney had stopped by, but he was also glad she had let him go when he told her he needed to be alone. The risks he was taking with each new encounter seemed like a tower of cards that would eventually come crashing down on him, and he worried that Brittney's obsession might eventually become a problem. As it was, he was already nursing too many affairs already.

He considered heading over to Fat Teddy's. He still needed to talk to Rachel about the details of her business proposal, but he didn't want to mess with it just now. Besides, he didn't think he'd be able to keep his hands off her if they were alone, not after the last encounter they'd had in her office.

Running his fingers through his hair, he mentally cataloged the various indiscretions he'd had over the past month or so.

There was Erin, of course. His fling with her seemed quaint, almost blameless at this point, and yet he knew he'd like to fuck her again. Then there was Darcy, who had offered herself "no strings attached" from the beginning. And, of course, Brittney. Cindy had been an irresistible temptation, too fabulous to pass up even if she was dating his friend. In hindsight, Rachel had been inevitable; she was just too foxy to pass up. And fucking little Gretchen, while reckless, had been too much fun to regret.

Amy, on the other hand, was probably way over the line. For as much as he wanted to be with that darling little angel, his conscience was still shouting at him, trying to force some common sense into him. Still, the sight of her in an orgasmic state as she masturbated in front of him had been intoxicating, and the memory of her lips, her tongue...

Jake shook his head, pushing those thoughts aside before he found himself with a raging hard-on.

And Anna. Jesus, Anna was just too good to be true.

But ultimately she was just another complication, wasn't she? What would Josie do if she knew how many girls Jake was sleeping with?

Jesus, he thought to himself, Brittney was right; this is messed up. Maybe he did need to take a nice long break and focus on Josie, at least for a while, at least until he got himself under control. As it was now, he felt like he'd fuck the next hot chick he ran into, and Southville was teaming with potential in that category. He picked up flirtatious vibes from so many women; Ellen, those friends of Erin's, his high school neighbors, not to mention the friends of Josie's who were always around - Monica and Angie came immediately to mind, but there were several others, and chances were that they'd all be at the party next weekend.

Jake thought to himself: I'm no saint, but with so many temptations dangled in front of me, how am I supposed to resist?

As if on cue, Frieda and Teagan stepped out of a nearby store just then. From across the street they looked over and saw Jake, smiling and waving to him.

Erin scratched her head, flipping her notebook shut. She'd gotten a few solid hours of studying in this morning and was ready to take a little break. She pushed back her chair from her study table and got up, crossing the small room to grab the blanket and pillow Teagan had used last night when she crashed on the sofa.

Erin was glad that she had made some new friends through her neighbor, Frieda. Teagan seemed like a genuinely nice girl, and she was a ton of fun to hang out with. She didn't take school as seriously as Erin did, but most of the folks Erin had met in college didn't. Frieda's red-headed friend, Tonya, apparently studied a lot, at least to hear Teagan tell it. Tonya seemed pretty nice too, though she was much shyer than either Frieda or Teagan. Erin wondered what sort of classes she might be taking; maybe they could study together sometime.

As she folded up the blanket Erin remembered her dreams from last night. She didn't remember them all, but what she could recall was pretty steamy stuff, all scenes with Jake ravishing her body in various ways, in different exotic locales. She'd woke up this morning feeling quite pleasantly refreshed, and she had been about to go with the erotic flow and start masturbating when she'd remembered that she had company. It occurred to Erin then that she might have made some noise while she dreamed. I hope Teagan didn't hear me talking in my sleep, she thought with an embarrassed chuckle.

She wondered if Jake was ever going to change his mind about seeing her again. She sighed, putting the blanket and extra pillow away in the hall closet. She tucked her soft brown hair behind her ear, deciding on a whim to go into the bathroom to tie it up in ponytails, the way she often wore it.

Looking at reflection as she pulled back her hair, she found herself smiling absent-mindedly. Even though she longed for Jake and missed him, there was also a deep feeling of contentment that had crept up on her since she'd given him head that last time. It wasn't that she didn't still feel self-conscious and unsure of herself, but somehow those insecurities didn't matter as much. When she looked in the mirror she didn't see the cute, sexy coed she was, but she didn't see the mousy, forgettable wall-flower she often saw either. Instead, she saw a reasonably smart young woman with wholesome good looks and a secret, sensual side that she'd only shared Jake.

It still bothered her that she might hurt Josie somehow, of course. Maybe it was time to really move on, to make a better attempt at looking at Jake as a friend rather than the love of her life. She really did like Josie a lot, after all.

And yet she knew there was no way she could change the way she felt about Jake.

Ally had called Amy inside to hand her off to their mother on the phone. Amy made small talk with Andrea, who seemed to be in pretty good spirits. She was relieved that she didn't ask too much about what the girls were up to, as well as by the fact that she didn't offer to put her dad on the line (Amy had no interest in talking to him). She wished her mom a good time for the rest of their trip and hung up, turning to go back out to the pool, when the phone rang again.

"Jeeze," she complained, picking it back up. "Hello?"

"Hi Amy, watcha doin?"

"Oh, hey Heather. Nuthin' much. What are you doin?"

Heather was Amy's buddy, her best friend actually, but the two girls hadn't hung out much lately. Amy was too busy these days spending time with her sister and her new, older friends. But she still liked Heather and felt a little bad about not making more time for her.

"Just chillin. Wanna hang out?"

"Um, well, I'm kinda hangin out here. Hold on a sec, okay?"

Amy stuck her head out the back door, her hand tightly covering the receiver.

"Hey Ally, do you care if Heather comes over?"

Ally gave Fiona a look, then turned to her sister.

"Amy, we talked about this. We want you at the party tonight, but we don't really want a bunch of little freshman kids here. Isn't she going to want to stay if she comes over now?"

Before Amy could respond, though, Fiona jumped in.

"Oh, it's okay, Heather's cool," she said, dismissing Ally's concerns. She turned to Amy, "Tell her she can come, but she can't be acting like a computer dork, okay? No calculators or sci-fi magazines."

Ally shook her head, laughing despite herself.

"This is how it starts, you know."

Amy looked at her, waiting, and Ally relented.

"Okay, okay," she shrugged, smiling at her little sister.

"Cool, thanks guys!" Amy said, stepping back inside. "Hey Heather, can you just come over here? I'm hanging out with Ally and Fiona -- Okay? -- Yeah, and bring your suit. Cool, seeya in a few."

Amy set down the phone, glad that Heather had called.

"She's on her way," Amy told the girls as she slipped back into the water, climbing back onto her float. "Thanks, guys."

"Just make sure she doesn't get into trouble, okay?" Ally said. "The last thing we need is to get busted because some little freshman throws up or something."

"She's cool, you'll see."

Fiona's cell phone went of and she answered it.

"Hello? Hey, Ashley -- Naw, just hanging out poolside at the Tortelli's. You should come on over, we're about to eat some lunch. Hey, is everything okay? You sound a little down. Hm? Okay, well, we'll seeya soon."

"What's up?" Ally asked, flipping the burgers.

"I'm not sure. She sounded upset, but she didn't want to talk about it. She's on her way over, though."

"Cool. Looks like the party is getting started a little early!" Ally laughed.

"Hello there, ladies," Jake said suavely as the two sexy young coeds walked up to him. "This is a nice surprise."

Frieda was wearing a flattering blue cotton sundress that hugged her figure nicely, providing a hint of cleavage at the neckline, and her firey red hair was tucked back in a loose bun, allowing tendrils of her hair to fall around her face and neck. Teagan, however, was the real knockout, wearing a slight blouse that exposed a good deal of her slender waist while cupping her perky breasts attractively. Her skirt was by no means any shorter than others worn around campus by many students, but on her the effect was quite arousing, and Jake found himself gazing admiringly at her sexy curves and legs. She grinned at him, licking her lips.

"Well hi there, Jake," Frieda said, aware of the way he was looking at Teagan. "This is a nice surprise. I assume you're out looking for a biology tutor."

Jake chuckled at that, turning to the sultry redhead.

"I already have a biology tutor, thank you very much; I just need to schedule a time to meet with her."

"Well, don't wait too long. Her schedule may be filling up, you know."

Teagan gave Jake a smile that seemed an open invitation to him, almost a dare. He smiled back at the sensual young blond, once again struck by her smoldering sexuality. Was it just him, or was this girl simply an overtly sexual creature? He seemed to pick up on it more each time he saw her. Again, it wasn't that she was flirting any more openly with him than any of the other coeds he ran into every day; it was more that he felt some immediate connection with her, as if they shared an unspoken understanding.

"Better give her a call soon, Jake," Teagan teased him. "You don't want to wait until the end of the semester to start studying, you know."

Jake just smiled at her, pleased with what he saw.

"And what are you two ladies up to this fine day?"

"Shopping," Teagan answered simply. "You know, we've got to keep an eye out in case there's something we just have to have."

"How 'bout you," Frieda asked. "What brings you downtown?"

"Oh, I just grabbed some lunch," he said, motioning back to the taco stand. "I'm sorta wandering right now. I should be hitting the library, but it's such a nice day and all."

"Well, why don't you wander with us for a while," Frieda suggested.

"I'd be honored," Jake said, nodding to the girls. "Where to first?"

Anna and Ellen had each finished their second beers before Monica was done with her first, but all three were having a good time, laughing and goofing around like old friends. Ellen had brought out a jam box and the three girls had gone back and forth playing the role of DJ and teasing each other about their musical tastes.

"All you guys listen to is dance music," Ellen laughed. "Don't you have anything that isn't a remix?"

"Your stuff all sounds like my parent's stuff. Who the hell are The Kinks, anyway?"

"Please tell me you're not serious," Ellen said, managing a look of shock despite her laugher. "You've never heard of the Kinks?"

"Aren't they the 'Land Down Under' band?" Monica asked, playing along. She started singing, "I come from a land down under, where women blow, and men wonder..."

"Okay, stop it right now," Ellen demanded, still laughing. "I have to play you some real music."

She popped out the dance mix Monica had put in a few minutes ago and slipped in another disc.

"Sure, sure," Anna said, nodding as if she recognized the guitar chords blaring from the small speakers. "They were playing this in the nursing home when I went to visit Grandpa last week."

Ellen threw a towel at the young-looking blond, laughing. She really liked hanging out with Monica and Anna, and felt lucky to have met them. Anna ducked it easily and stuck out her tongue playfully in response.

"I give up," the raven-haired beauty said, getting to her feet. "I'm gonna grab another beer, anyone else want one?"

Both Anna and Monica nodded yes. They watched her walk away, then flipped open the CD player and put one of their dance CDs back in.

"Ellen has a pretty fucking hot bod, don't you think?" Monica asked her friend. "And I'm not just saying that as a born-again lesbo."

Anna giggled, shoving Monica playfully.

"Shush! You're not a lesbo. And yes, she does. I'm surprised she's not surrounded by guys all the time."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking, too. But it seems like she works a LOT. Between Fat Teddie's and school I'll bet she doesn't get out much."

Anna shrugged her shoulders, flipping through Ellen's CD collection. Monica hesitated for a moment, then swallowed and spoke again.

"So, you're still okay with us fooling around last night, right?"

Anna looked up at her, curious.

"Aren't you?"

"Of course I am, it's just, well..." Monica giggled. "I mean, it is kinda weird, isn't it?"

Anna smiled, tilting her head and brushing a thick handful of her long blond hair over her shoulder.

"Yeah, it is," she agreed, "but in a good way, don't you think? Look, I don't expect us to suddenly be different people. The truth is, I'm a little more weirded out by what's going on with Jake. Don't take that the wrong way, I'm not trying to say what we did wasn't important to me..."

"Oh no, no," Monica said, shaking her head quickly. "I know what you mean." She leaned back on her chair, stretching her legs out. "Jake is, well, you know how I feel about him, obviously. I won't say I don't envy you more than a little, but I also recognize that the situation is less than ideal."

Monica's arms were folded behind her head, and Anna got up and sat on Monica's lounge chair so that her round little tush was against Monica's rib cage. She looked down at her friend and grinned.

"I'm glad I have you to talk to about it."

Monica smiled. Anna's tanned skin was luminous in the bright sunshine, and her long, blond curls framed her cute face. She set her hand on Anna's thigh, giving her a little squeeze near the knee.

"I'm glad you do too."

Inside, Ellen had loaded a six pack of beer into a small cooler and was dumping some ice into it. She happened to look out the window over her kitchen sink to see Anna and Monica talking by the pool. Monica was lying down on a lounger and Anna was sitting close to her.

I'm really glad those two live here, she told herself again. I really needed to have some new friends.

Her roommate Bonnie was nice enough, but while they got along fine they were never very close. Already, Ellen felt more comfortable with Anna and Monica than she ever had with Bonnie.

She was about to look away when she saw Anna bend down and give Monica a kiss. Ellen's eyes widened and she stepped closer, watching as Anna gave her roommate first a small peck, then a much deeper, open-mouthed kiss.

"Wow, I never would have suspected that," she whispered to herself.

Anna got up afterward and the two girls were back to giggling and chatting. Ellen shook her head. Monica and Anna were always talking about boys, especially Monica. She'd never picked up anything but a hetero vibe from either of them, and Ellen liked to think she could read people pretty well, at least as far as some things were concerned. Maybe I'm seeing things, she wondered, but she wasn't convinced; there was something going on between Monica and Anna that was more than just friendship.

Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course, she figured as she grabbed the cooler and a couple more CDs.

"Here's something you guys might be into," she said, coming back out to the pool. "Either of you ever heard of the P-Funk All-stars?"

Frieda was cursing her luck, walking back to her apartment. She'd forgotten all about meeting Paul that afternoon to help him practice for his drama try-outs. He hoped to get the lead in a play that one of the many local playwrights associations was putting out on campus and she'd promised to read lines with him. When he'd called a few minutes ago, Jake had just joined her and Teagan, and she was looking forward to spending some time with him. Now it looked like Teagan would be hanging out with him alone, at least for a little while.

Oh well, she thought to herself. It's not like he's available anyway. Still, she knew Teagan would tease her about it later. That lucky bitch, she muttered to herself, chuckling.

A couple blocks away, Jake and Teagan were outside a small boutique.

"That's too bad that Frieda forgot about meeting Paul," Jake said, hands in his pockets. "Don't feel like you have to entertain me, Teagan. If you want to go with her, that's okay with me."

"Oh, I see how it is," she pouted playfully, her hands on her hips. "If Frieda's along for the ride you're all aboard, but if it's just me..."

Jake laughed.

"That's not what I meant and you know it."

"Sure, sure. I'll just go shopping by myself, that's fine."

She turned away from Jake, clearly playing with him, and it gave Jake an opportunity to see her nicely rounded ass as she moved. She looked back at him over her shoulder, giving her hair a little flip as she did so, smiling at him.