I covered the short distance between the door of the apartment and where the kitchen table was as Kourtney and Jessica stood up. I wrapped my arms around Kourtney and pulled her in for a hug, holding her tight before letting go.
We all sat down as Jessica said, "See? I told you he would be happy to see you."
Kourtney smiled, and I said, "Did you think I wouldn't be happy?"
"Seeing as how the last time I saw you, I told you to fuck off, and I've ignored you ever since then, yeah, I figured you wouldn't be too happy."
I just shook my head and said, "Nah, I'll always be happy to see you. Unless you're just here to tell me to fuck off again." Kourtney said she wasn't, and I asked, "So, why are you here?"
"Long story short, I bumped into Jessica up at Weber State a few weeks ago. I was there to pick up a transcript when she was dropping off something in the main office. We talked for a bit, got some lunch together, and haven't stopped talking since."
"And you didn't tell me?" I asked my girlfriend.
Jessica laughed and said, "I wanted to. But, I felt like with how things ended between you two, she should be the one to make contact. She wanted to, but wanted me here too."
"Why? Are you scared I would do something?" I asked my former sister-in-law.
"Not really scared. I know you would never hurt me or anything. I guess I was more just nervous that you wouldn't want anything to do with me and would just ignore me," she said.
"If I wanted nothing to do with you, I wouldn't have been texting or calling you at least once a week," I said.
"I know," Kourtney said.
"So, what have you been up to? I thought you would have moved to Chicago by now," I said.
"I was hoping to. I've been out there once. I actually have a job lined up. I've just been trying to find a place to live. I'm on the waiting list for a few apartments, but I'll most likely have to get a hotel for a few weeks. So, I've stayed here, been working, and am trying to save up money," Kourtney explained.
"And that's why you're here today, right? She needs to talk to me and you about something. Mostly you, since I already know about it," Jessica said.
I asked what it was, and Kourtney said, "Well, I need a big favor. I've been staying at Katie's house, rent-free. But I think my mom has been getting to her because now she wants to start charging me rent. And that will screw me going to Chicago."
"And we just happen to have a spare room with a bed already set up," I said.
Kourtney and Jessica nodded their heads, and Kourtney said, "It would only be for a few months. I've done the math, and if I can save for two more months, I'll have enough to live in a hotel for two months in Chicago, and if I can't find an apartment by then, I can get a dorm on campus. So, what do you think?"
"Well, of course I'm not going to say no to helping you out," I told her, getting a big smile from Kourtney.
"There is one more thing," Kourtney said, and I asked what it is. "If I do move in, it's not to do anything sexual with you. You're with Jessica; Liam will be here a lot, and I don't want the same feelings I was having to come back up. I just need a place to stay with somebody who will support me.
"Of course. Completely understand," I said.
Kourtney stayed until after dinner that night. She wanted to move in as soon as possible, so we worked together with Jessica to get our spare room cleaned up and ready for her to be done moving by the end of the next weekend.
That night, as me and Jessica lay in bed, she asked me, "Are you really going to be able to keep your hands off Kourtney?"
I laughed and asked back, "Was that her idea? Or did you have anything to do with it?"
"All hers. I told her I know how she is sexual, I know how attracted she is to you, and I told her that as long as Liam isn't around, you're fair game. But she insists that she doesn't want to do it with you."
"Damn. Hopefully you'll never get that way," I said.
"Never," Jessica said as she rolled over on top of me and we started to kiss. Her hand was on my groin, rubbing my cock through my boxers, and wrapping around my shaft as I grew hard. I had one of my hands up her shirt and grabbing at her breasts while my other hand was in the middle of her legs, rubbing her vagina through her pajama bottoms.
We quickly stripped each other of our clothes, and I was laying on top of her as Jessica pulled my hard, six-inch-long cock into her. I pushed in deep as we broke the kiss, and Jessica moaned. I started to move my body up and down hers, feeling her nipples rubbing against my chest as I gave her the full length of my cock.
"Oh yes, Danny. I knew that you seeing Kourtney would turn you on. Do you miss her sexy body?" Jessica said in between moans.
"I can't say my mind wasn't filled with dirty thoughts as she talked about moving in," I said as I slammed into Jessica over and over.
"How many times today did you stare at her ass as she bent over? Did you want to pull her pants down and go at her?" Jessica said.
"Of course," I said as I pushed myself over Jessica, getting a better angle to fuck her, and watch her breasts as they bounced and swayed with every thrust.
"It would have been the perfect day to do it. No Liam. I could have watched. And I doubt she would have said no once she felt your hands on her and felt your cock," Jessica said.
I was thinking about Kourtney and touching her and bending her over again, as I pounded into Jessica over and over. The thought became too much as I felt Jessica pushing her body up into mine. I started to orgasm, pushing in deep to her, and cum shot out of my cock as I moaned loudly.
I pumped in and out of Jessica, more cum shooting out with every push in, as Jessica's moans joined mine. She wrapped her legs around my body, her own orgasm hitting as her pussy clenched around my cock and our juices mixed together.
"Oh, baby," Jessica moaned as we came down from it, kissing passionately. We laid together in bed before cleaning ourselves up and falling asleep.
A few days later, Kourtney texted me to ask if I would be home that afternoon to help her move some things in. I told her I would be, but that Jessica was gone all night. She said that's OK; she only had a few boxes of things to move that night. She arrived at my apartment around seven p.m. that night, and I ran outside to help carry a box for her. She had four in total, and we each took two trips to bring them inside.
After they were done, Kourtney asked me, "Have you already had dinner?" I told her that I hadn't, and she invited me to come with her to get some food. I said yes and grabbed my keys to lock the door before going and getting in her car.
As we drove to get some fast food, Kourtney was telling me all of the drama involving her, her sister, and her parents. After we picked up the food and were driving back to the apartment, she said, "I'm so jealous of you and Jessica being able to get away from my mom. I cannot wait to be in Chicago and not have to deal with her."
"It's been nice. Have you really just been working and staying at Katie's? You haven't been going out at all?" I asked her.
"Pretty much. I can't really go out when I'm trying to save money. I did have one date with the guy, but that was it," Kourtney told me.
"The date didn't go well; I take it?" I asked, genuinely curious.
"It went well enough that I went back to his place and slept with him. But I couldn't stop thinking about you, and it wasn't very enjoyable," she said.
"Oh," I said as we drove into the apartment complex and walked to my apartment in silence.
Sitting down to eat, Kourtney started to tell me a story of something that had recently happened at her work. Her black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her hazel eyes expressive as she talked, and she had no make-up on her pretty face. It was still cold in Utah, so she had on a black, long-sleeve shirt that was tight against her B-cup-sized breasts and blue jeans that hugged her skinny hips and fit butt.
As she talked, I thought about the numerous times we had been alone and the things we had done. I smiled and laughed as she told her story, and we relaxed around each other.