Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 13

_____Stacy's House_____

As Stacy's directions guided us closer to her home it became apparent her parents had money. The driveway alone was longer that my parent's lot, and the one next to it. I parked off to the side, on the gravel, just in case my car was dripping oil. I didn't want to be the one leaving a stain on their perfect brick courtyard.

"Pretty nice rental you have here" I joked to Stacy. She gave me a blank look, then laughed when she realized I was kidding her.

I got out and opened the door for them, reaching in to grab Cindy's hand to help her out of the back seat. "Why don't you come in? We have frozen pizza we're going to make for dinner. Well... unless you have a hot date tonight", Cindy said with a smirk Stacy chipped in, "We'll be more fun than any stupid date... join us! And I need a man's opinion on something."

Cindy shot a curious look over at Stacy, then ran over and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the house, "You have to come inside. Please? I haven't seen you in so long."

"It's settled", Stacy determined, "You're coming in. Grab your Coke too-It'll be a good mixer"

'A good mixer' I thought to myself. This could be an entertaining evening.

Stacy led us in through the grand entry, beside the formal living room, down the hallway to a large family room. A bar fit for a pub was at one end, a pool table to the left, and I could see a pool through the French doors on the other. I set the Coke on the bar countertop.

Stacy walked behind the bar, "Who's up for a Rum & Coke?", obviously no stranger to alcohol.

Rum & Coke wouldn't be my first choice, but I accepted, liking the idea of these two drinking rum with me. She filled three glasses with ice, and filled each one about halfway with rum, topping them off with Coke.

Cindy took a small sip and looked at me with a smile... no grimace, no choking. She must be used to this side of Stacy.

"So your parents are gone and left you in charge?", I asked, hoping to learn how private the night might be.

"Yeah, they go on vacation all the time. My older sister used to chaperone, but she's off to college this year. They must trust my judgement now." she replied, laughing at the thought.

"Actually, they think I'm staying at Cindy's", Stacy added, and Cindy chimed in, "Dad doesn't know Stace's parents are gone, otherwise there's no way he would let me come over."

Stacy took a gulp of her drink and ran into the kitchen. "Pizza coming up shortly!"

Cindy caught me looking at Stacy's ass as she walked out of the room. She came over to me, "I'm sorry I haven't called. It's been impossible at home... I almost called you from a pay phone, but I didn't have any change." She looked towards the kitchen, "Do you think she's pretty?"

"Well... yes, she is quite pretty. Not nearly as pretty as you, but that would be a tall order."

"She has great boobs... a lot better than mine. I saw you looking at them", she said looking down.

I walked closer to her, "I can't help looking at boobs, but don't sell yourself short. Your breasts are absolutely perfect. In fact your entire body is perfect. It's about all I can think of lately. I am starving to touch you again." That brought a smile to her face.

Stacy came back in, "Pizza's in the oven. Whatcha been doing in here? You're standing pretty close... have you been playing games without me?" She laughed, grabbed her drink, and went over to the audio stack and turned on some music. She started dancing around a bit, "Come on you guys, drink up! It's Friday night - Party Time!", and took another gulp of her Rum & Coke

I laughed and looked over at Cindy "Looks like we have some catching up to do", and took a drink.

Cindy rolled her eyes to the ceiling and smiled, then took a long draw on her drink.

Stacy racked up the balls on the pool table, "Let's play a game of cut throat!". She acted like she was setting up a shot, bending over so my view was right down her blouse, not by accident. We played the game for a bit... Stacy wiping the table clean pretty quickly.

"Pool Shark! I suppose you'll suggest we play for money next time?" I said in defeat.

"I think 'Strip Cut Throat' might be more fun", Stacy shot back. The timer on the oven broke in before either Cindy or I could respond. I have to admit I was surprised at the flirtatious banter from Stacy, but Cindy seemed amused with it, laughing at her comment.

We grabbed the pizza and some plates from the kitchen and sat down at the bar in the family room.

Stacy grabbed the bottle of rum and some Coke for refills. I noticed both of their glasses were empty.

"So how do you two know each other?" I asked, wondering how close they were.

Cindy replied, "We've known each other since grade school. We play soccer together now"

Stacy chimed in, "And gymnastics! We've been besties forever. We tell each other everything."

I shot a look over to Cindy- she giggled and looked off to the side. Her face turned a little red.

"Oh, really?" I said... wondering exactly how much Stacy knew. I took a gulp of my drink. I could feel a good buzz already from the rum. Considering these two were about half my weight, they should be pretty lit by now... especially Stacy, who was drinking more than we were.

"You said you wanted a guy's opinion on something?", I said to Stacy, trying to redirect the subject.

"Oh! Yeah, I just got some new outfits. I'm not sure if they look too dorky. I might take 'em back... do you want to see?"

"Certainly! How could say 'no' to that?" replied, and looked over to Cindy. She jumped up and followed Stacy out of the room.

"I want to see a full modeling show from both of you!", I yelled at them as they disappeared down the hall.