[Dear reader, this is the fifth and final chapter. Thanks.]
Secret 5 -- Just a Little Kiss (Gary says goodnight to Camille.)
Camille sat spent in the hallway paying only passing attention to the two naked lovers collapsed on each other. They spent a fair amount of time in that position with only a few soft words and caresses.
Then Camille overheard Lisa say, "Let's shower off this sticky margarita juice."
For an instant Camille panicked that they would come toward her and the hallway bathroom and discover her peaking on them. Instead they chose the bathroom in the other end of the house. As they walked away Camille admired both of their beautiful bodies. They each had prominent butts, with Gary's being more muscular and Lisa's being naturally round and high with that "signature" wiggle.
As they walked away Gary casually cupped his palm on Lisa's bottom. Lisa giggled and initiated a hug. Camille watched closely as Gary turned. His penis was hanging limp and looked very different from before, but still interesting. Lisa and Gary hugged while holding double handfuls of each other's butts, and they snickered.
From her position in the hallway Camille could see them enter the bathroom. Gary entered first and Camille could hear him say, "I guess we scared Camille away."
"I guess so." Lisa said as she turned to shut the door. But instead of completely closing the door she looked around and then left it half open.
Camille marveled at Lisa. She somehow guessed that Camille might be interested in their activities. What a friend!
When Camille heard the shower she knew it was safe to come out. Camille was drawn to the open bathroom door and walked into the living room.
A pungent smell assaulted Camille's senses. She was glad to be distracted from spying on the lovers, and sniffed out the source. She looked down on the couch and saw wet stains. Lisa's little show had spilled margarita mix all over the couch, but there was also a light colored stain. Camille bent down and inspected what she knew must be semen. She touched it with her finger and sniffed. It smelled like chlorine. Camille felt compelled to clean up the mess which took her mind off of her friends for a few minutes.
The noises from the shower eventually got Camille's attention. She carefully found a good angle for looking into the bathroom without being seen. It didn't surprise Camille that the shower curtain was only partially drawn. She could see Gary on his knees in front of Lisa who had her back to the wall. Lisa had a foot on the front edge of the tub as Gary licked frantically at her pussy. His hands were stretched up to stroke Lisa's full tits.
Lisa grabbed a handful of Gary's hair and pulled him to a stand in front of her. "Let's fuck but I don't want you to come." Gary hesitated for an explanation as he stood near Lisa with his hands on her tits and his dick straining for her wet pussy.
Lisa whispered but Camille could still hear, "Camille hasn't really done anything. I want you to be as hot as a firecracker when you kiss her goodnight."
That probably didn't make much sense to Gary but he nodded. Lisa's foot was still on the tub's edge which gave Gary an easy target. Keeping his hands on Lisa's tits he flexed his knees, managed to get the head of his dick in the right place, and extended upward with enthusiasm. Camille watched as Gary's dick sank to the hilt in Lisa's hungry pussy for the second time of the night. Lisa inserted one hand between them and began stroking her clitoris furiously.
As Gary rammed into her, Lisa slowly turned her head, looking out the bathroom door. Camille ducked back to keep from being seen.
Camille went back to the other end of the house, determined not to spy any more. Her mind was reeling with questions about what Lisa's comment meant and what would happen: Was Lisa angry with her? Was Lisa concerned that Camille would talk to Lisa's boyfriend? What would Camille do if Gary made a serious pass at her tonight?
Camille prepared for bed. Normally she slept in just her gown, but she decided to at least keep her panties on, just in case.
She was in bed reading a magazine and letting her mind drift to the possibility of Gary coming into her room. Finally Lisa appeared in the doorway with wet hair and in an oversized t-shirt.
"Hey, come on in." Camille moved over on the bed to allow Lisa room to sit.
Lisa was a little cautious, "Camille, I hope we didn't insult you. We just got carried away." Camille seemed to be understanding so Lisa took the opportunity to hug her friend.
Camille replied, "Don't worry about me. I was just being overly protective." Lisa smiled which gave Camille the opportunity to comment, "It sure looked like you two were enjoying yourselves."
Lisa broke into a broad grin, "I know I sure did! I guess this means I'm not as attached to my boyfriend as I thought. I hope you don't think less of me."
"Of course not, we're friends. I was just worried about you."
They hugged again before Lisa stood up saying, "I'm going on to bed. All those margaritas got to me." Then Lisa broke into a really big grin, "I made sure that Gary will come in here to give you a special goodnight kiss!"
Before Camille could ask what that meant, Lisa was bounding out of the room, yelling down the hallway, "Hey Gary!"
Within a minute Gary was in the doorway with an ashamed smile, lightly knocking on the door frame. He was back in his shirt and khakis.
Camille was under the covers sitting up against the headboard. She waived him in, "It's OK, I'm glad you came by to say goodnight before leaving."
Gary stood awkwardly beside the bed, "Thanks Camille. I thought maybe the spectacle in the living room would be so shocking that you'd avoid me."
Camille patted the bed, giving him an invitation to sit down. When his weight depressed the bed Camille accidentally rolled against his side. She scooted over a couple of inches so that they would not touch, but she noticed that the innocent body contact had given her a slight thrill.
She responded, "I've never seen anything like it, that's for sure. I probably should have left the room sooner."
Camille noticed that Gary's eyes passed across her breasts. Without the bra her nipples were poking into the light cotton fabric of her gown. She felt a thrill again, this time over the fact that Gary noticed her.
Gary said, "It didn't matter. Lisa and I weren't thinking about anyone else or even noticing what was happening in the room."
