Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 167

Chapter 167

"Well, well, well," Becca said as she opened the door. "Isn't it the man of the hour."

"Hey, Becca," you said. "You're looking especially pretty this afternoon."

"Why, yes I am," she grinned, turning in a circle to show off her outfit. She was dressed in what you could only describe as a slinky ballgown, a deep burgundy colour that played nicely against her lighter skin tone. The spaghetti straps and the deep v of the cleavage accented her femininity more than she usually did - well, at least compared to whenever you usually saw her fully clothed. "Charlotte and I are headed out to a fundraiser dinner. But you, Mister," she continued, stepping out of the apartment and into the hallway and shutting the door behind her. "You've got some 'splainin' to do, Lucy."

"I'm.. what?"

She rolled her eyes. "It's an I Love Lucy reference. Gosh, sometimes I forget how young you guys are."

"You're only like three or four years older than us," you countered. "And I'm pretty sure I Love Lucy is multipledecades older."

"Whatever," she said. "I need you to tell me what's going on here. Why is there another very pretty girl getting ready for a two-on-one date with you? This isn't the fucking Bachelor. I thought we settled the fact that you're in it to win it with Gemma?"

"I am," you said. "Look, it's weird and it's complicated, OK? I get that, and I get that I definitely don't deserve to be dating one of them, let alone both. But I am. Gemma, Sabrina and I are connected, and they decided they wanted to be in charge of this weekend and I'm just along for the ride."

"Are you fucking them both?" Becca asked.

You took a breath and nodded. "Yes," you said simply.

"And are you saying you love Sabrina as well?" she asked.

"I am. And they both know it," you said.

Becca smirked and shook her head. "Oh, you sweet, naive boy," she said. "They are going to eat you alive, aren't they?"

"I'm going to do my best to keep my head above water," you grinned.

"Fuck," Becca laughed. "I cannotwait for Lucy to come home and find out about this. It's gonna be fucking fireworks."

You sighed. "Yeah, I'm not sure what the plan is with that."

"Plan?" Becca asked. "Fuck any plans. Lucy can scream and whine and cry all she wants. Gemma told me about her listening to you two getting it on outside her door, that bitch can't say shit about you without sounding like a hypocrite."

"Well, I'm glad you're on our side," you said. "Can we go in now, please? I'd really like to say hello to my girlfriends."

"One more thing," Becca said, and stood back from you and twirled again. "Seriously, how does this look? Like, to the male gaze, I mean. I've got plenty of ladies to tell me what they think but I'm supposed to be trying to convince rich old men to donate money tonight."

"Becca," you said. "You look incredibly fuckable."

"That. That right there is the look I was going for," she smirked. Then she scrunched up her nose and glanced down the hallway, and then pulled the left side of her dress aside and let one of her boobs pop out. "Here's your reward, bub," she said. "I haven't put my boob tape on yet to keep the girls in place."

You stood there for a second with your eyebrows raised. "God damn," you said. "As nice as the first time I saw them."

"What are you waiting for?" Becca asked. "Get out your phone and take a picture."

"Really?" you asked in surprise.

"Well, it's not much of a reward to just see a titty for the second time, is it?" she asked.

You scrambled to pull out your phone and soon you had a picture of Becca with one boob showing as she made a winking face with her tongue out playfully. Then she released the other tit and leaned forward slightly, biting her lip. "Might as well get them both." You just chuckled and took another picture, then she started covering herself up again.

"That's almost the best reward I've ever gotten," you told her. "You really are a gorgeous woman, Becca."

"Whoa, hold on. Just almost?" Becca asked, adjusting her dress over her bust.

"Well..." you said, then flicked back several photos in your file. "There was a bet with a secretary at work that I wouldn't fuck-and-tell on Gemma and Sabrina, and I got this by winning it." You showed her the full frontal, sans face, of Becks.

"Damn!" Becca laughed. "I need to start upping my game. She's hot. Don't tell me she's another conquest of yours."

"Not even close," you said. "She prefers black guys."

"Has she seen your cock yet?" Becca asked. "Cause if she thinks it's just black guys with big dicks, you could change her mind."

"I'm perfectly, completely happy with Gemma and Sabrina. They are more than enough to handle," you said.

"Fair," Becca laughed, stepping back to the apartment door. "But, and I'm certainly only saying this hypothetically and am not admitting anything - the only thing better than a threesome is a foursome where everyone is into it."

"Not a fivesome?" you asked.

She snorted. "No, five is too many to be intimate. At that point it's more of an orgy situation, and those can be hot but it's different."

"You've been in an orgy?" you asked as you followed her into the entryway and started kicking off your shoes.

"What, you haven't?" Becca asked. "Aren't you in college?"

You blinked. "Becca, I think our college experiences may have been very different."

"Ehn," she shrugged. "I mean, if you ever get the chance you should go for it. But if you think seeing Gemma get railed by another guy wouldn't be your thing, then I'd say she's way more important to hold on to than getting the experience."

"What the hell kind of conversation is this?" Gemma asked as she came around the corner.

"Just making sure he's treating you right, girl," Becca said. "You know I'm just looking out for you. Oh, and I showed him my boobs."

Gemma snorted. "Oh, that's fine. And you don't need to keep testing him, Becca." She stepped past Becca and into your arms, and you kissed hard as she fed you her tongue.

"Ugh, gross," Becca laughed. "Are you two gonna fuck right here in the vestibule again, or can you make it to the bedroom?"

Gemma turned, her jaw dropping slightly. "You know about that?"