You can find beauty in any moment if you try hard enough. There are other moments you don't have to try at all. Claire's smooth porcelain face enters with a toothy smile. I can't help but smile back and wonder if she knows. If there's a part of her intuition that can smell the pussy on my face. That can sense my discomfort that she just missed Camilla by a matter of minutes.
It's typical of a girl to outstay her welcome. Or is that just me? The person that fears finally being found out? The fear that precedes knowledge of crimes? Or being called out for them? Either way it doesn't matter. All that matters is that Claire can't know. Shouldn't know.
Still I imagine her and Camilla in the parking lot discussing the finer points of my dick size and how to better take it from me so that I could never reproduce. Even still as Claire enters she takes a seat on my couch and lets out a long sigh.
She pats the seat next to her. I take my place and she looks directly into my eyes.
"You know what would be fun?"
*Fucking. "*What?"
"Fucking."
"Oh."
A smile spreads across her face. "You're too fucking horny. God, no, hanging out with Rashana. Can we?" I try to speak but she cuts me off. "She just broke up with her boyfriend and could use some company."
"I don't know her very well."
"That's why you should hang out! I need you to get to know my best friend."
I am trapped in the conundrum of the moment. I could say no and she would resent it. I don't have a good reason to say no. I don't have anything.
*Except that you fucked her.*
For obvious reasons I don't want Claire to know that. My life desperately hinges on her not knowing it and yet I'm trapped in a no win situation. I say the only thing that comes natural, another lie.
"I'd love to get to know her."
We meet for brunch. Claire is wearing a sun dress that is just the right length. Rashana is wearing a low cut black crop top. They both look incredible. Regardless of how much I didn't want this to happen I couldn't feel happier that I must look like a king. Two of the hottest women I knew were eating brunch with me and fawning over every single word.
The conversation flowed and Rashana and I pretended to get reintroduced. I have to give it to Rashana. She's a wonderful actress. She tells me about her relationship woes. We walk about how her ex beat her and what hot garbage he was. Is. The tense tends to get confused. And then she starts talking about me—except it's not me. At least I can't recognize myself in the story. In the words she's using.
"I met this guy—who seemed nice—while rock climbing and he offered for me to stay at his place." The story was so far exactly the truth. "After we got settled I told him I wasn't looking to date. I'd already had enough trouble and didn't need more. He agreed... And—"
"It's okay Rashana," Claire reached across the table and grabbed both mine and Rashanas hands. "You can trust me and Paul."
"He—Oh god—Why not I woke up and he was humping me while I slept. It was probably my fault. I shouldn't have gotten into his bed but I did and then he did that and..."
*What the fuck?*
I tried to keep the venom out of my voice but it was hard. "You don't think you did anything to provoke him?"
We both locked eyes and then Rashana spoke. "What could I have possibly done?" Her tone existed without a shred of emotion. Claire turned to look at me. A surprised look at her face.
"You think he just humped you for no reason?"
"Guys are horny Paul. You know that. Literally that was you this morning." Claire said.
"That's different isn't it. We're in a relationship."
"Me and the guy weren't in a relationship." Rashana said.
"Maybe he *thought* you were."
"Where would he get that idea after I specifically said we weren't?"
"I don't fucking know—"
"Paul, be nice." Claire interceded.
"Did you guys ever do mutual masturbation?" The table got quiet at my question. It was a risk. A big risk but Rashana was lying about everything that had happened between us.
"What?" Claire said.
"Yeah. Once." Rashana said.
Claire turned to Rashana. Shocked that I had somehow predicted the unpredictable.
"Why did you do that?" I asked.
"The desperate little prick just wouldn't stop looking at me with these horny fucking eyes. Every time I turned the corner I could tell he wanted to pull his dick out and fuck me."
"You're a beautiful women. He was probably confused after you masturbated with him."
"It doesn't mean he should have humped her as she slept." Claire said.
"Maybe the the situation isn't as simple as it seems. Rashana, what would you do if you saw the guy now? Would you fuck him? What if he had a girlfriend?"
"Oh my god. This conversation is getting wild." Claire took a long sip from her drink. "We're really getting into the tea today."
An emotion passed through Rashana's face but I couldn't place it. I wasn't able to tell if it was good or bad or indifferent. Was it her trying to communicate that I had gone too far? Pushed the envelope of conversation further than she was willing to go?
The fact was that the entire conversation had me on the edge of my seat. i felt my dick itching to be let out and fuck both of them right there and then. The contrast of Claire and Rashana's skin would be a sort of heaven.
I wanted them both but doubted it would happen. How could it? The lie that I had never met Rashana hung on an atomic thread. It was towing that line that made it all the hotter. If I couldn't fuck them both together I still wanted to fuck them both separately but something was confusing... Did Rashana really think I had assaulted her? Had I misunderstood our entire relationship? Or was she just fucking with me? She already knew I was willing to cheat but Rashana cheated too. She fucked Claire's boyfriend, me, after I told her we were dating. There was no hesitation. As I fucked her in Claire's room she even moan my name and how good my dick felt inside her. Why would she say that, do any of that... If she didn't want it?
It didn't matter. Rashana was a whore like the rest of them. Just another pussy to fuck until the next one.
We finished brunched and went about our day. The girls took me to the mall and I got to watch them try out new and revealing outfits.
It wasn't the worst way to spend the day.
After a few purchases Claire pulled me in and whispered to me. "Do you like Rashana?"
"She's nice."
