This is the second part to "The Camping Trip." (again this is a precursor to the events in "The Mistake") Enjoy!
Ava hopped out of the air mattress so quickly Matt was a little shocked, usually they talked after sex. He knew that their "friends" status sometimes caused them to be less cuddly, but what was her problem?
"Erica!" she exclaimed again, giving him a pointed look.
"Oh... Damnit." Matt grabbed his watch, she was right; the other girl would be there any second.
Sure enough, he barely had his own clothes on when he heard another car pull up. At least it had stopped raining. Ava wasn't quite ready; she was running a brush through her long, shiny hair. He had to rip himself away from the image in front of him. Those sheepskin boots were just so sexy combined with those tiny shorts. He hurried out of the tent to greet the other girl camping with them before he got hard again.
Erica was just getting out of the car. Compared to Ava she was just cute. Short, shoulder-length blonde hair, athletic-build, nice smile. She grinned big time when she saw him. Now he saw it, the crush Ava had been talking about. He felt flattered, but not attracted. For a second though, he thought "Two girls, just me... Threesome." Then, in his mind's eye, he saw the hurt look on Ava's face the last time a threesome went wrong with them. "Nope, not even gonna go there" he thought.
"So how was the drive?" he asked.
"Long" she said getting things out of her car.
He helped her and they made small talk about work and the beauty of the campsite. They were just about finished unloading her car when Ava finally stepped out of the tent. Ava still had the boots and shorts combo on, but now that it wasn't rainy and it was a bit warmer she'd changed into a thermal, long underwear shirt. It was a light blue color and contrasted prettily with her skin. It was unbuttoned quite a way, and Matt's gaze was drawn to her chest. She didn't look slutty, just so simply sexy it reminded him of discovering that she was wearing plain white panties instead of her usual G-string.
Speaking of, he wondered where the panties had gone, since he'd ripped them off. Then he noticed that one of Ava's hands was hidden behind her back. When he looked in her eyes, she blushed a little.
"Hey Erica!" she called from the tent waving with the other hand "I've gotta run to the bathroom, back in a sec to say hi."
Ava hurried off in the other direction toward the campers' station. Matt noticed Erica watching Ava retreat, the look in her eye was a little mean.
"Does she have to dress so... appropriately... for everything?" Erica said spitefully.
Matt frowned, "What are you saying?" he asked.
"It's like she knows what will be 'sexy' for every occasion, it just seems like she plans it like that."
Matt grinned thinking about Ava when she's sick in ratty pajamas, he didn't think Erica would think those "planned" or "sexy." But he didn't want to start the weekend off wrong so he said "Hey, Ava likes what Ava likes, you like what you like, whatever the difference is it's not that big of a deal. Don't be so hard on her."
Erica shrugged, "Whatever."
By the time, Ava got back from the bathroom Matt had started a fire and set up chairs. Erica was lounging in one, obviously checking out Matt's tight ass. Ava took a deep breath, consciously trying to be friendly. She grabbed Matt's fleece from the car, she offered it to him, then at his decline put it on herself. She sat down in the farthest chair from Erica, Matt handed her a beer. Erica was already a few in herself; she was starting to act tipsy. When Matt had the fire going, he sat in the middle of the two girls.
"So Ace, what took so long in the bathroom?" he asked, snickering, knowing she'd been looking for somewhere to get rid of the ripped panties.
She shot a glare at him then said, "It was a long way out there, shut up." Then she kicked him lightly.
"Maybe you couldn't find your way back without Matt's help," Erica said snidely, just barely covering the venom in her voice; she was trying to sound like she was joking. Ava knew better. Ava just smiled sweetly at her, "Nah, not this time, but whenever I AM lost, Matt finds me." He smiled; somehow, she'd managed to come back at Erica without sounding bitchy.
They all settled in around the fire with a few beers. The conversation eventually trailed off as they got a little drunk. Then out of the silence Erica started to ask Matt questions about himself.
"Matt, why aren't you in a relationship with someone?" there was an emphasis placed on the "someone" part of the question.
"Um, I'm just not ready for that yet" he mumbled.
"Oh, I see, just haven't found the right girl yet?" Erica was on to something and she wasn't about to let go.
"Uh," Matt stammered, he knew he'd been trapped and he felt a little confused. The beer wasn't helping. Before he knew it, he'd waited too long trying to figure out what to say. When he looked up Ava had disappeared. He thought it might be best to let her cool off for a bit, and for him to try to sober up. He suggested to Erica that they roast marshmallows. By the time they'd roasted a few Ava stepped out of the woods. She'd been crying, he could tell. He felt really awful. She dragged her chair around the fire to the farthest point away from them both. She shook her head when he asked her about a marshmallow.
Eventually, Erica got drunk enough she was ready to pass out. Matt took her in the tent. Ava had set up a cot for her and he helped her into it. She clumsily took her shoes off. Then just as he zipped her into a sleeping bag, she touched his face. He stopped short. She pulled his face closer to hers and sloppily tried to kiss him. He pushed her away gently, and she immediately passed out. Shaking his head, he returned to the fire.
"That was quick, I thought the two of you would take longer," Ava griped jealously.
