If you're one of my Romance fans, I suggest you skip this series since it's all group sex.
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Sabrina sat in her car, unsure of what to do next. She supposed she could have driven to the cleaners to drop off Kaya's stained white shorts, but she didn't feel particularly compelled to do so, not right now anyway. Her hands clenched the steering wheel, peering over the hood of her mammoth SUV. The large black vehicle turned heads in the city, giving her plenty of attention she thrived on by driving it amongst the sea of smaller economical cars. It'd turn heads, guaranteed. At the moment though, all she wanted was to hide herself from the world.
She wasn't sure why she felt the way she did, she only knew she did. It was a mixture of emptiness, as well as anger- not at any one thing, but enough to make her a grouch this morning. Sabrina was never one to be particularly in touch with her sensitive side, and bristled at the notion she was soft- finding the entire experience humiliating in accepting it as some sort of weakness. She was, however, tired. Exhausted even. It was a Sunday morning and she had no intention of doing anything other than lounging about her apartment. Sabrina rubbed her eyes, feeling how dry and coarse they felt. Coffee. She needed coffee.
The neighborhood around Dennis' home was bare from any Starbucks or even Peets- Sabrina wondered how he could afford such a place. What did he do for a living anyway? She blinked and spaced for a moment; she had no idea what he did. She should ask. 'Text him, I'll text him' she thought, but not before some coffee- can't come off as too clingy. Focusing back on coffee, she remembered the small shop she had been to with Dennis when they met up previously. It was a bit snobbish and teeming with snooty hipster vibes, but it was the wake-up bean juice she needed and beggars certainly couldn't be choosers.
Driving down the block, she parked beside a hybrid and someone's vespa. Upon spotting the small shop, she smirked. She thought back to how Dennis had exposed her nipples out in the open- the thought of which made hers grow hard yet again. She'd have to do something equally daring with Dennis another time, when they could have some more alone time.
'More alone time', Sabrina thought, remembering Kaya was probably with him right now. Most likely giving him an earful about how much she didn't want Sabrina around anymore. Sabrina's lips pursed tightly imagining that scenario- not that it required much imagination. It was obvious Kaya loved it, yet she acted so cold the morning after. What a fucking cunt, Sabrina thought. She made HER boyfriend satisfied for once, Kaya should be thanking her rather than acting like a frosty bitch. Maybe if she got off her high horse she might even learn a thing or two. Fuck her, Sabrina thought as she pulled her phone out. She turned around and opened the camera, smiling widely as she snapped a photo of herself with the coffee shop in the background. Sabrina took a moment to pause, debating whether or not she should expose a nipple, or at least tease it. Imagining Dennis opening it in front of Kaya made her smile. It wasn't a great picture but her sunglasses hid her sleep deprived eyes.
'You exposed me to good coffee ;)' she typed into her phone, smirking to herself at her subtle play on words. Sabrina glanced at the last messages between her and Dennis, spotting the nudes she sent him. They weren't great, she'd have to take better ones- for her own sake anyway. She hit send and walked across the street, making sure not to look both ways.
Inside she found the shop much in the same way as it was before- virtually empty. Did anyone come here? She looked over towards the cashier/barista who was busying herself on her phone. Clearly she was working hard for her paycheck.
"Excuse me?" Sabrina said in a rather bitchy tone. The barista looked up and smiled. "I'll just have a, um..." Sabrina began, looking at the simple menu. "Iced coffee. To go."
"Of course," the barista said typing the information onto the register. A silence fell over the two as she did, and Sabrina handed her her debit card before the barista could even figure out the total. More silence followed.
"No boyfriend today?"
Sabrina blinked and was stirred from her thoughts.
"Um, what?" she asked rather flatly. "What are you talking about?" Feeling a lack of control was easily Sabrina's biggest pet peeve, but misunderstandings were high on that list as well.
The barista's enthusiasm and cheery tone, however, were not to be squashed today.
"Yesterday!" she said with a smile. "You came in with the guy who always comes in here- Dennis." Sabrina knew women, being one herself and all, and knew there was something else at work here.
"He's not my boyfriend," she answered back, looking the barista in the eyes. Was this the same girl? There was no way it was. Yesterday a plain but dorky girl took their order, Sabrina recalled, with shitty glasses and bad hair. Today the barista wore a simple outfit consisting of cutoff denim shorts along with a V neck t-shirt, white and somewhat translucent, all of course under a small but functional apron. Her hair was up in a high ponytail and her face sported some makeup on. The only clue that could lead one to believe both girls were one in the same was the well worn pair of glasses.
"Were...were you here yesterday?" Sabrina asked, now a bit confused.
"Oh, yeah," the barista began with a snort of laughter. "I wasn't supposed to come in today but my coworker called out and like, she called me and woke me up and I was like yeah I can do it yeah." Sabrina caught most of that, as much as she could given the barista spouted it in one long stream of breath.
"Oh. Ok." Sabrina answered. "So why are you dressed all like," she said motioning her finger up and down the barista. "Like that?"
"Oh well because my coworker called out."
"But I thought you said she called you first thing in the morning?"
"Oh well, no. I didn't say that. I didn't mean to." At this point, the barista pulled a carafe of iced coffee from the small refrigerator under the counter and poured a cup for Sabrina, lancing it with a straw she thrust in rather violently.
Something clearly felt off. Sabrina could tell this girl was a bit unhinged. That's what happens when you give crazy girls a bit of attention, she thought, they end up doing psycho shit. Sabrina quickly opened her mouth, ready to give a juicy detail about Dennis to tease the poor girl. Sure she was a bit...off...but that would make teasing her just a bit more wild. However, she couldn't think of anything to say. She didn't know where he was, what he did, or even one of his favorite things to bait the barista with. Sabrina was stumped.
"I'll tell him you say hi," Sabrina finally said, grabbing the cup with one hand while her other finger reached over and pressed into the nametag on the barista's apron, spotting the name 'Lisa' on it with a small heart dotting the I. "Lisa." she finished, pushing her finger into the barista's boob slightly. "Cute heart." she added turning around, shaking her hips just enough to show off her small but perky ass.
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Lily's face and demure body language told me she found the photos of Kaya, Sabrina and myself naked perverse, but her rapt attention and intent gaze told another story. She paused on one, her small open mouth growing in size before quietly gasping and then pinching her mouth closed tight. I assumed she had seen Sabrina's lips wrapped around my cock while Kaya looked on, knowing her friend was better at pleasing her own boyfriend.
The very notion of Lily seeing these pictures took Kaya about a minute to realize, which finally hit her like a bolt of lighting. Kaya sat up straight, and reached for my arm, grabbing it tight before looking at me horrified.
"Lily!" she said suddenly, turning to the backseat. "ARE. YOU. NO. STOP."
The thought was there but I imagined Kaya simply didn't want to yell 'don't look at those nudes of me'. If she was embarrassed of accidental flashing, I'd imagine she'd die of shame knowing Lily got an eyeful of her cuckquean exploits. All I could do was simply look confused in between trying to keep my eyes on the road, unsure of why Kaya was acting up. I was her dumb boyfriend after all, why was she getting mad at me for?
Lily may have been a bit of a basketcase, but she wasn't dumb by any stretch of the immagination- her attending the same elite university as Kaya was proof positive her brain was sharper than she let on. She exemplified this with lighting quick speed, clicking on the address and turning the phone towards Kaya just in time for the directions to load on screen. Clever girl, I thought.
"I've just been looking at the map why?" Lily asked, her voice sounding completely and unconvincingly meek. She glanced over at me, then back at Kaya. "It opened right to it." she added, clearly trying to cover her trail. Still, her voice and acting skills were...less than satisfactory- she didn't come out to LA to act is all I'm saying. Silence filled the car, as we all glanced at one another. I decided to break the tension.
"You alright?" I asked, in a marginally better acting job. It would take two to tango.
"Don't you remember?" Kaya whispered loudly to me. "The...you know?"
It was my job to act shocked, my mouth opening wide and looking over at Lily. I said nothing, simply staring in disbelief. It may have been good enough to fool Lily who's brow furrowed for a split second before her eyes widened, looking as thought she was all alone, cornered in the car like an animal. She hunched down a bit, looking a bit defeated.
"What's wrong?" she asked in a pained voice.
Kaya looked at her, then back at me. She reached for the phone and took it from Lily, scrolling through it before locking the screen and putting it in her pocket.
"Nothing." she said plainly without looking at Lily. It immediately became awkward, before I cleared my throat and looked for a way to alleviate the tension.
