Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 212

Chapter 212

It felt strange to have so much to talk about, and yet be unable to actually make any decisions or really even get too far in the conversation. You and Gemma got dressed - or, rather you got dressed and Gemma put her dress back on - and you cleaned up and sprayed air freshener in the living room before heading to her room.

The two of you sat in her bed, 'fully' clothed and cuddling as you talked. About school. About possibilities. About how you wanted to introduce each other to your families, and how those families might accept your whole three-person relationship. Gemma especially wanted you to meet her cousin Birdie, who was her best friend, while you realized that you wanted less to introduce her to your old high school friends and more to rub her and Sabrina in their faces. Your high school friends were kind of dicks - your college friends, on the other hand, were good people and were going to lose their minds with how happy they would be for you.

You talked about pets, and what sort you might want in the future. Gemma was a dog person, and so were you, but you had a feeling Sabrina might be a cat person. Then again, you could also see Sabrina being happy having some giant bull mastiff or great dane to walk around, so it was another thing to check with her. Pets shifted to kids, which got awkward quickly and was definitely a three-person-necessary conversation.

And then the two of you took a nap, still holding each other, and you woke up to Gemma kissing you softly with a little smile on her face. "I love you," she whispered quietly.

"Love you too," you said. It felt like it should have gotten repetitive, but it just felt sogood to say.

"Want a drink?" she asked.

"Sure," you nodded. "Water would be great."

She grinned and slid off of the bed and went out into the hall. After a moment you heard voices, and then the voices got a little louder. You were just sitting up more and sliding to the edge of the bed when Gemma came storming in, no water in sight, and slammed the door.

"Ugh!" she grunted.

"Whoa, hey, what happened?" you asked.

"It's Lucy. Again," Gemma said. "She made a comment about the living room smelling, and somehow she decided it had to have been us, and she said some shit and I said some shit."

"Gem... itwas us," you said.

She gave you a look. "That's not the point."

"Would you like me to try and handle Lucy myself, help problem solve with you, or just sit and listen?" you asked.

Gemma opened her mouth to say something but then clicked it shut as she narrowed her eyes and stared at you with a quirk on her lips. "I don't know if I should feel blessed or annoyed at how reasonable that question is," she said.

"Hey, I'm dating two women, I've gotta learn a little something now and then," you said.

She rolled her eyes and got back on the bed with you. "None of the above," she answered your question. "I just want to forget the last three minutes."

You wrapped your arms around her and pulled her close, and she sighed softly.

"Sabrina and Katherine wanted to know if we'd both meet them for dinner," you said quietly. "Now that Katherine knows about the three of us she's excited to meet you."

"She's not going to try and sleep with me as well, is she?" Gemma asked, the teasing grin on her lips audible.

"Not that I know of," you said. "But thatwould be pretty hot."

"You would think that," Gemma chuckled.

"So dinner?" you asked.

"Yes, absolutely," she nodded.

"OK. You should probably text her about what to wear. They're buying new dresses I think."

After a moment Gemma sighed and sat up. "Well, now I need to get all dolled up."

"Don't go," you groaned, holding onto her arm.

Gemma smiled and let you pull her back into your grip. "Fine. Five more minutes," she said.

Five minutes turned into twenty, but Gemma did end up getting up to get herself put together. You watched her throughout the process, silently smiling to yourself as you watched her. She would flash you smiles and glances, but you didn't say anything. She did send a text to Sabrina, and then went rummaging in her luggage and pulled out a dress and put you to work ironing it when she confirmed you did, in fact, know how to iron.

By the time she was ready to go, spinning in place in the middle of her room for your approval, you knew you were cutting it close.

"OK, let's go," Gemma nodded. Then she hesitated and smirked. "You haven't checked your phone, have you?" she asked.

"No," you frowned, realizing it was over on the side table.

"You should before we leave," Gemma said.

You picked it up and turned it over, seeing you had a couple of messages. One set was in the group chat between you, Gemma and Sabrina and was the girls discussing clothes for the night. The other was from an unknown number and was an image. When you opened it you were treated to a picture of Becca - this time it wasn't just her boobs, it was a full front as she lay on her back on her bed. Her legs were spread a bit and her knees pulled back. Her pussy looked flushed and slick like she was horny and wanting a fuck, or had just been fingering herself.

"Holy shit," you said.

The message with it said,'Thanks for the inspiration. Hope this puts a smile on your face ;)'

"She asked for your number to send that," Gemma said.

"And you let her?" you asked.

Gemma shrugged. "You've already got other pictures of her, of Becks and of Tasha. What's one more?"

"Weirdest relationship ever," you sighed and chuckled.

"And you wouldn't change a thing," Gemma said.

"No, no I wouldn't," you agreed, taking her hand in yours.