I guess you could say the day after the "pretend girlfriend act" was a little tense around the house. Although I told Elise I was okay, everyone could tell I was pissed and stayed out of my way. I'm a pretty easy going guy and don't hold onto things for long so by Sunday I was already feeling better.
Jeff apologized for the whole evening, but conveniently claimed he was too drunk to remember much of what happened. He said he remembered Sara and Elise making out for a little bit then the next thing he says he remembers is waking up naked in bed with Elise. He fully agreed it looked bad but he was sure they didn't do anything.
Elise is sticking to her story. She says that after playing with Sara, she went to bed with Jeff and they pretended to be a couple but it was all acting.
I needed an independent third party, so I called up Sara and asked her what happened. Sara admitted that she had sex with Elise and that Elise assured her it would be okay. When I asked her about Jeff and Elise she said the two of them looked very awkward and not totally believable together, so she wouldn't be at all surprised if they didn't really have sex but was impossible to tell.
I'm not exactly sure what to believe, but for now I'm going with Elise as Sara somewhat confirms her story. She's always been open with me but I've also resigned myself to the fact that I'll probably never know exactly what happened in the bedroom.
Like I said, by Sunday things were getting back to normal. Once she determined I wasn't angry anymore, Elise was her regular super affectionate self with me and was playfully flirting again with Shawn and Matt. She really didn't pay much attention to Jeff that I noticed, she was more acting like a polite roommate to him rather than a friend.
The five of us were sitting in the living room. I was watching the morning soccer matches from England with Shawn and Matt while Elise cuddled up to me and read a woman's fitness magazine. Jeff pretended to watch TV, but for the most part I think he was watching Elise.
Elise didn't bother getting fully dressed after our morning sex romp, she just threw on a long t-shirt that came down just below her butt and didn't bother with panties or a bra. She looked really cute and actually was way more covered than she usually was around the guys.
My phone buzzed and I took a quick look at who was texting me. It was a picture from Sara.
Sara: Chillin by the pool. Hope to see you soon.
The picture looked like it was taken recently by someone, probably Scott, at a public pool or water park. Sara was wearing a basic red bikini, not really scandalous, but still pretty revealing just as a normal bikini is. I have to admit, she looked really, really, good. Way better than she did in high school.
"Who texted you?" Elise asked casually.
"Sara," I replied handing her the phone so she could see the picture.
"Oh. She looks really nice," Elise replied handing me the phone back.
"Think I should text her back?" I teased.
Elise had a big smile on her face, "You totally should, it's lots of fun! Just don't send a dick picture."
I laughed, "Why would I send her a picture of my dick?"
"Well, I know you guys like it when I send you pictures of my pussy, but girls are different. Don't send one unless they specifically ask for it," she explained.
Jeff had a shocked look on his face. I guess he didn't know about Elise sending nudes to Shawn and Matt. Well, he knew now and looked pissed that he wasn't included in the fun.
I sent a quick reply of "nice pic, you look amazing" to Sara and told Elise I'd send a photo later.
Jeff didn't seem at all pleased at what was going on.
"Why's Sara's texting you?" he asked.
"Why not?" I replied, irritated that he was questioning me on it. "Apparently I'm single remember?" I didn't bother telling Jeff that Sara knew it was all pretend.
"Yeah, that makes perfect sense to me. I can totally see girls texting you if they thought you were single," Elise agreed.
"Yeah, I guess," Jeff mumbled. "But, Elise, doesn't it bother you that another woman is texting your boyfriend?"
"Why would it? It's just a text." Elise seemed completely confused by the question.
Jeff mumbled something to himself while we resumed watching TV and Elise went back to her fitness magazine. I was more than a little annoyed that Jeff was the one acting jealous, if anyone had that right it was me.
"Elise," I said, wanting to ask her about what she just said about texting. "When you said you send pussy pics to us guys..."
"Oh yeah," Elise blushed slightly. "About that. I know you didn't want me to send them to anyone else, but sometimes I got the pictures mixed up and a few times I accidently sent the really special ones to Shawn and Matt instead of you."
I hung my head, she had been sending me some really explicit photos lately.
"So," she continued, "I just thought it would be easier to send everyone the same ones, that way no mistakes could be made. Sorry if that makes you mad. I thought it was a good idea at the time. No big deal right?"
My mind raced through all the recent photos. There was the one of her spreading apart her butt cheeks, or the close-up of her fingering her pussy showing me how wet she was. Please don't tell me she sent them the one of the hairbrush handle in her pussy.
I didn't reply, I just sighed which Elise took as an "It's okay."
"Thank you for being so understanding," Elise said and gave me a quick kiss. "It was really embarrassing for me at first but the guys were really cool about it. They told me not to worry because they'll just delete the ones that are too dirty and meant for you."
I looked over to Shawn and Matt, they just smiled and shrugged their shoulders.
Elise went back to her magazine and I tried to focus on the game.
"Hunny?" Elise said breaking the silence once she saw a break in the game. "Do you think I have abs of iron?" She was poking her belly with her finger and frowning.
"They're perfect," I replied, "don't worry about the magazine." Elise was always overly concerned with her body and tended to believe anything a magazine would point out.
She reached up and gave me another soft kiss, "You really are the best."
Elise went back to reading, flipping to a new article, a happy content smile on her face.
"What about my bum?" She asked after a few minutes, "Do I have buns of steel?"
"What are you reading?" I asked, "Everyone here knows you have a perfect body."
"Do we?" Shawn asked laughing.
Elise got a worried look on her face. "Shawn, what's wrong with my bum?"
"Oh, nothing," he replied with a half-smile, "but it's not exactly steel. I remember it being more like jello."
"What!?" Elise exclaimed jumping up off the sofa. "Jello?"
"Same with your abs. Come here, I'll show you what I mean," Shawn said.
I was going to protest but after nearly a month of this behavior I found it really didn't make much of a difference, so I decided to see where it would go. It was hard to tell with Elise how much was innocent naivety and how much was willful exhibitionism. But there was no doubt showing off skin got her really warmed up and I was the lucky guy who got to help her burn off her sexual energy.
Elise walked warily to where Shawn was sitting and stood nervously in front of him.
