*****Chapter 5*****
It was morning, and Tamsyn was up before me. I came downstairs to find her rooting around in the kitchen.
She was dressed in a tight cutoff shirt which had been tied up through the neck to expose her midriff, paired with some denim short shorts. Her hair was tied back to avoid getting caught in the pancake batter she was mixing up for us.
"I wanted to make us breakfast, as thanks for the help over these last few days," she explained.
I walked over and gave her a hug from behind, noticing her soft skin as my arms wrapped around her exposed belly.
"Thanks, " she cooed, "now let me go so I don't burn our pancakes."
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The day passed uneventfully, both of us going out to catch up with our friends with what remained of the weekend.
That evening we video-called Georgia together, sharing a loveseat so we both fit into the frame.
"Oooh, you guys look so cute together!" was the first thing Georgia said when she connected.
"Yeah, he's mine now," teased Tamsyn.
"Prove it," Georgia dared.
Tamsyn looked at me, considering, then we all burst into giggles.
We gave Georgia a summary of the activities we'd done together, and she filled us in on how her trip was going. She'd been working all weekend so didn't have much exciting to report, other than that she was already missing us both.
"Yeah, judging by how flirty your boyfriend's been with me, I'd say he's missing you too."
"Is that so?" Georgia looked knowingly in my direction. "Perhaps I'll need to interrogate him when I get back."
Tamsyn, misinterpreting that look as one of menace, turned to me and said "Don't worry, I'll protect you."
Georgia laughed. "To be fair, it might be partially my fault for winding him up with dirty pictures."
"Uh-oh, do I need to leave you two alone for a while?" Tamsyn said, with the air of an embarrassed daughter in front of her parents.
"Don't worry, I'll call him later..." replied Georgia, winking suggestively. "But first, tell me about your guys' night out."
It was my turn to tease back. "Well, we learned that you were right - Tamsyn is a sub."
"Shut up!" said Tamsyn, and made to whack my head.
I caught her arm. "See? Even now she's trying to bait me into spanking her again."
We play-wrestled in the seat for a bit while Georgia shouted words of encouragement to both of us, though she seemed to be favouring Tam. Eventually I managed to subdue her, with both her arms held between mine and wrapped in a bear hug. The only recourse she had left was to lean her head back and give me a sloppy kiss on the cheek, which I endured by grimacing and pretending not to enjoy it. She then sat contentedly in my arms and I realised maybe she actually got what she wanted out of our wrestling match after all.
"Oh," I remembered, "did you ever find out what happened to Hannah's panties?"
Tamsyn giggled at the reminder. "Apparently there was a guy she was interested in, and she was so drunk she decided the best way to show her interest was to go into the bathroom, take off her panties and hand them to him, wadded up in her fist." She burst into another fit of giggles, "She doesn't even remember what he looked like."
"Wait," said Georgia, looking at me with fake accusation, "didn't you say they were in your car?"
"Red herring, I can assure you they were not handed to me," I laughed, "though she was coming onto me pretty hard at one point."
"That skank. Tamsyn, tell your friend to keep her hands off our man." I noticed she said 'our', not 'my'.
"Will do. Though when she gets drunk she sort of just throws herself at the nearest attractive person who looks like they have a cock, so there's no guarantee she won't go for him again."
"Reminds me of someone else I know," I quipped, and squeezed Tamsyn affectionately.
"Wow, kick a girl while she's down, why don't you."
"Sorry babe, couldn't resist."
"That was rude, honey," Georgia admonished. "Give Tammy a kiss to show you're sorry."
"I'm not your plaything," Tamsyn responded, "I kiss who I want." Then she kissed me.
It was just a quick peck on the lips, I didn't even have a chance to react or return it, but all this teasing and flirting was starting to get to me. I think it was getting to Georgia too, because she took on a husky voice and asked Tam if we could take up her offer of giving us some alone time.
"Oh man, but you're on my laptop."
"We'll be quick," Georgia said in a 'there will be no arguments' tone.
Tamsyn extricated herself and gave me a withering stare. "If I find any unexplained fluids, you're buying me a new laptop."
"Deal," I agreed.
Once we were in the bedroom, Georgia explained. "Sorry, I was already touching myself under the table and I couldn't take it anymore. I see you've been taking my 'fake rebound boyfriend' suggestions to heart."
I joined her in pleasuring myself, hoping that Tamsyn didn't have some secret way of listening in on this call, but too horny to care.
"I don't know, not consciously. It just sort of happened. I think your technique to get me seeing her as sexy worked, maybe a bit too well."
I caught her up on the other events. I told her about the promise I made Tamsyn, and that we'd been hugging every night before bed. Georgia moaned. I told her about what happened at the club, where Tamsyn was grinding on the guy thinking it was me, and Georgia said "Wow, she's into you. That's fucking hot."
"I don't get it, why do you get all possessive when Hannah flirts with me, and then get turned on by the thought of me and Tam?"
"Because I love you, and I love Tammy, and I want you to love each other. Completely, the same way you love me. Because I know how much you make me happy, and I know you could give her that too."
Despite the heavy talk (or maybe because of it) I was nearing the edge of completion, and I could tell Georgia was too, but I still had to ask. "Don't you think she should be finding someone of her own?"
"Maybe in the long-term, but right now she needs someone like you. Just enjoy the next week-and-a-half, let whatever happens happen, and fill me in on all the details when I get back."
I watched her tilt her head back and moan again, exposing her sexy neck.
"Babe, you are the kindest, most-beautiful, selfless person. When you get back, I'm going to worship every inch of you, until there's not a single patch of skin that doesn't know how much I love you. But right now, you deserve to cum. Can you do that for me?"
Her face was flushed, and her eyes kept closing involuntarily, until she forced them open again so she wouldn't lose sight of me. Seeing the love of my life cry out in pleasure sent me over the edge as well.
We shared a moment of basking in the afterglow, but it faded quickly. It wasn't the same when I couldn't hold her afterwards.
"Thanks babe, I love you. I have to clean up and get back to work, but say bye to Tammy for me."
When I handed the laptop back to Tamsyn, she opened it up and looked at it from all angles, like a used-car salesman appraising a new product. After finding no signs of 'damage', she seemed satisfied, if a bit put out.
"Have fun?" she asked.
"Not as much as having her here in person, but we made do."
"At least you have someone to share the experience with. It's getting pretty lonely in Tamsyn's room."
"I imagine the laptop comes in pretty handy in those scenarios."
"It might, if someone else wasn't already using it."
"Yeah, sorry about that."
Tamsyn stood up, laptop in hand, flicking her hair back over one shoulder. "You can make it up to me with a recommendation of something I could look up..."
"Sorry, it's been a while since I had to regularly take care of myself. I don't have a collection. But if you find anything good in the next week-and-a-half, feel free to send me a link."
She sighed. "Not much of a fake boyfriend, are you?", she joked defeatedly, turning and plodding up the stairs to her room. From the top of the stairs she called out "A good boyfriend would make sure his girlfriend was satisfied."
If I hadn't just had my own release, maybe I would have acted on the impulse to follow her.
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She didn't come down again that evening, and for the first time since Georgia left I felt truly lonely. Without Tamsyn to fill the void, I found myself at a loss for what to do with my time. I missed our movie-watching sessions. I missed sharing a blanket on the couch. I missed giving Tam a hug before bed, which had become a tradition every night since the first one.
Eventually I gave up and headed to bed. I stopped outside Tamsyn's room, wondering whether I could ask her for a hug, but realised I didn't have it in me to risk waking her up. Unlike me, she was under no obligation to be available at my beck and call.
It took longer than usual for sleep to finally take me.
*****Chapter 6*****
It was raining the next day, and Tamsyn was acting antsy.
She turned down my offer to go for a storm surf, instead sitting on her phone or shutting herself in her room. During a break in the weather I knocked on her door, asking if she wanted to get some fresh air together, and she told me that she just wanted some time alone.
That hurt a bit, but I realised I had been monopolising her time recently which she hadn't exactly signed up for. I figured my company had probably been a welcome distraction initially, but she might still need some space to process her recent break-up.
I don't know whether I was right, because that evening she came out of her room dressed like she was about to go clubbing again. As she walked to the door, keys in hand, I called out.
