Last time on, Lovin' in the Apocalypse!
Rachel, Tom, and Kelsey took advantage of some quiet times during lockdown and played together for the first time. Rachel continues to keep her affair with Cameron to herself.
How could this possibly blow up in their faces? Find out now!
Chapter 14: Coming Together
The next couple days passed like a dream. Tom, Rachel, and Kelsey continued to play and grow together. Their sex got more adventurous with Kelsey loosening up and testing her limits. Although, Rachel was still made to stay hands off during actual sex, Kelsey has allowed her to grow more affectionate with her clean up duties. She loved to watch the woman as she lovingly licked her own husband's cum up. It felt like an affirmation to who was winning between the two of them. Kelsey was starting to get a taste for dominating the small woman.
When the sun finally set on this day, Kelsey found herself laying in bed and bored out of her mind. She was not able to find a window to visit the couple today and her body felt too wound up. Even though she was getting the best sex of her young life nearly every day, the hormones kept her wanting more. Tom and his wife were like lotus flowers; the more she ate, the more she wanted. So thorough was their invasion of her sexuality, she could not find satisfaction in masterbation anymore.
That was why she was headed for the married couple's cabin tonight. Kelsey was dressed in her stealth clothing--a dark hoodie and short shorts. Her knotted dreadlocks were tucked away inside the hood and she used the shadows to avoid wandering eyes. They had to be careful because with little to do throughout the day, the survivors liked to talk. A rumor could burn this place down quicker than a fire.
Tom was on wall watch tonight and with the new partner system, there was no way she could sneak a quickie with him. Plus, her father was on the wall tonight. Kelsey would not dare fuck around with Cameron close by. She may be an adult, but she did not want to be caught in the middle of this strange triangle. Especially not by him. Kelsey had a hard enough time accepting it herself, she knew it would be impossible to clarify it to anyone else.
Kelsey relaxed slightly when she made it to the back of the camp. Tom and Rachel's cabin was conveniently placed away from any other occupied home; she did not have to worry about someone peeking out of a window here. She approached their door, seeing the orange glow of a lantern seeping out of the cracks. A nervous squirming began in her stomach and Kelsey quickly knocked before the confidence could leave her.
It only took Rachel a few seconds to open the door. The woman's confused look shifted into a surprised smile when she recognized who had come to visit. Rachel was dressed in a tank top with no bra and some loose cloth pants. Her curly brown hair was hanging down in damp ringlets, still drying from her evening shower. The book she was reading was in her right hand, a finger holding her place in the pages. The women regarded each other for a few seconds, unsure of what to do without Tom around.
"Good evening, Kelsey," Rachel said, smiling warmly at the young woman.
"Hey," Kelsey responded. "Whatcha up to?"
"Not a lot, just reading and winding down."
"Cool, cool," Kelsey said and rubbed her arm in a nervous gesture.
Even though Rachel had, on several occasions now, eaten her pussy and licked cum off her body, Kelsey was unsure how to act without Tom around. He was a dominant presence in their triangle; it was easy to just fall in with what he wanted. Luckily, Rachel was as attentive as ever and could sense why she was being visited tonight.
"Do you want to come in?" she asked, opening the door wide.
"Yeah, sure."
Rachel started to mess with the wood stove. Her initial instinct was to make tea or coffee for her visitor. However, the evening was already stuffy, lighting a fire now would only make the cabin more miserable. Instead, she remembered something that she had gotten from Rosa earlier in the day. Rachel made a little show of looking sneaky-- she glanced around as if worried they would be overheard.
"Wanna see what I managed to get today?"
"Um, sure?" Kelsey responded.
"Ta-da!"
Rachel brandished a bottle of red wine as if it was a trophy.
"Oh, snap! Is that wine?"
"Sure is! Have you ever had any?"
"No, not that I know of."
"Well, it's good shit," Rachel said. "You know how depressing it was, carrying this thing around and not being able to use it?" Rachel asked while she dug through a dirty looking backpack.
She finally pulled out a metallic multi-tool that looked well used. She smiled wildly while pulling up the corkscrew attachment.
Kelsey tried alcohol before. Gregg gave her some whiskey once and that had been too strong for her to enjoy. Before the end of the world, she and a friend snook a beer from a cooler and shared it in private. She did not like it then and doubted she would like it now. The warm, foamy beer had been gross. Kelsey was curious about the wine though. It seemed like it was one of those things that women were supposed to like. There had to be a good reason for that stereotype to exist.
Rachel used the corkscrew and carefully opened the bottle. The label was too faded to read but she could tell this was not a top shelf wine. It opened with a deep pop, and Rachel sniffed the liquid. It had a sweet smell, perhaps a port or merlot. The scent took her back to her college years, when she would show up to a gathering with a convenient store bottle. It was the kind of wine that was made to get you drunk.
"Sorry, I don't have a decanter."
"What's a decant-? Oh. Okay."
Kelsey watched with a cocked brow as Rachel lifted the bottle to her lips and began chugging the wine. After a couple seconds, she lowered the bottle, making a sucking sound to keep it from spilling over her lips.
"It's a fancy vase that lets wine breathe," Rachel answered and passed Kelsey the bottle.
"It has to breathe? What the fuck?" Kelsey asked and sniffed the bottle like Rachel had.
"Probably not this bottle," she shrugged. "But the fancier stuff needs to be treated differently."
