Jess rests her head on my shoulder as I tell her everything.
"So, you're telling me you just had a threesome with two randos?" she asks.
"Yeah," I reply. "That's what happened."
She rolls her eyes and takes another sip of her drink.
"You're such an idiot, you know that?" she says.
"Thanks," I reply.
"Seriously though," she says. "This isn't going to help you get over her. If anything, it's going to make you even more depressed. You're putting yourself out there to get hurt again."
"I haven't gotten hurt yet," I say.
"Maybe not physically, but emotionally?" Jess asks. "Isn't that why you broke up with her in the first place?"
"You don't understand," I say.
"I don't need to understand," she replies. "You made your own decisions. You live with the consequences." She leans forward and grabs my hand. She squeezes it tightly. "But you can't keep doing this to yourself," she adds.
"I know," I say.
"Look, maybe this wasn't a bad idea," she says. "Maybe this will give you closure. Or maybe it won't. Who knows."
"Closure?" I ask.
"Yeah," she says. "Now that you've slept with other people, maybe you can move on."
"How?" I ask.
"Well," she says. "You could always try dating someone else. But you know, if you decide to date other girls, I mean... then I guess it means you don't care about me anymore."
"Not true," I reply. "I still care about you."
She smiles.
"Well," she says. "If you're going to go back to being a little slut, at least you got to have a little bit of fun with me first."
I shake my head and laugh.
"You're such a jerk," I say.
"You love it," she replies.
"I do," I admit.
"Good," she says. "Because I'd definitely like to do this again sometime. Talking like this. It's really nice. It feels like old times."
I smile and nod my head.
"It's weird," she continues. "I thought I'd never see you again after we broke up. And here I am, sitting right next to you."
"I know," I say. "It's been kind of crazy since graduation."
"Yeah, I bet," she says. "After all those years of being together in high school, everything is different now that we're adults."
"I thought life was over when we broke up," I say.
"Me too," she replies. "I went through a lot of shit after that. You know, with my parent's divorce, and having to drop out of college. And when you and I stopped talking, it just made it worse."
"I'm sorry," I whisper.
She turns to look at me and smiles softly.
"Don't worry about it," she says. "Everything worked itself out. Besides, the past is the past. We've moved on."
We sit there in silence for a few moments, listening to the tv playing in the background. The sound of the television drowns out any words we might say.
"I've missed you, Jess."
She shrugs and pretends not to hear me. I pull her closer to me and hug her tight. She runs her fingers through my hair and whispers in my ear.
"I've missed you too," she says. "I'm glad you called me tonight." She kisses me gently on the lips.
"I could stay like this all night," I say.
"Me too," she replies.
"Do you want to watch something?" I ask.
"I'm beat," she says. "I'm exhausted. I haven't slept yet."
"It's late," I say. "I have class tomorrow."
"So, what do you say?" she asks. "Let's call it a night?"
I turn the lights off, and we crawl into bed. She puts her arm around me, holding me close to her. I rest my head on her chest, listening to her heartbeat. She starts running her fingers through my hair. Her hands slowly trail down my back and onto my ass. She rubs my cheeks, squeezing them hard. She turns me over so that my back is facing her. She kisses my shoulders and caresses my breasts. She moves her hand down to my pussy and massages my clit. I moan softly and squeeze my thighs together. She keeps rubbing my clit with her thumb, stroking me faster and harder.
"I thought you were tired," I joke.
"I am," she says. "But you feel so good..."
She continues to finger me, getting me wetter and wetter. I can't hold back anymore. I start moaning loudly as my orgasm starts building inside of me.
"Oh god," I whimper. "I'm gonna cum, Jess!"
She stops fingering me and pulls her hand away.
"Goodnight."
I lie there in bed, looking up at the ceiling.
"Did you just... blue ball me?" I ask.
She laughs.
"Of course not," she replies. "I would never do such a thing," she says with a teasing tone.
"Fine," I reply. "Whatever."
She snuggles up against me and kisses my forehead. She wraps her arms around me and holds me tight. I press my face into her neck, breathing in her scent. I bite her earlobe and nibble on it softly. She moans softly and sighs into my ear.
"Can I ask you something?" I whisper.
"Sure," she replies.
"Who did you think I was when you first saw me?" I ask.
She thinks for a moment before responding.
"Honestly?" she replies. "I thought you were kind of a weirdo."
"Rude!"
She giggles and kisses the top of my head.
"I'm kidding," she says. "I thought you were really cute. You had these big green eyes, and they sparkled whenever you smiled."
I giggle and wrap my arms around her neck. She hugs me back. I run my fingers through her hair and kiss her on the cheek.
"You're cute," I reply.