Sorry this took so long, but my writing den turned into a guest bedroom for an extended period of time. I'm back writing again. Please share any feedback you may have.
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Morning After and Damage Control
I woke up a little hazy and not sure where I was. I've only spent a couple of nights in the new beach house and last night was certainly enough for me to question reality. I've grown accustomed to the sensation as well, so I wasn't going to jump up panicked, either.
I was in my bed. In my house. I wasn't alone, though. Nikki was between my legs, completely naked and uncovered by the covers that were surely knotted up on the floor. She was gripping, playing with my morning wood. Now I could brag and go on about how I was ready to jump her bones for the second time in less than 24 hours (12 hours? What time is it?), but I just woke up and I have been drinking and fucking the night before. I needed to pee.
I looked down at her and said "Um... Sweetie?" (Sweetie? What do you call the newly deflowered naked chick in your bed?) "I need to get up real quick."
With that, she gave me a begrudgingly smirk and said "Okay, The girls left before I woke up, I was just taking a better look at your penis." (her Vocab needs work) "I'm HUNGRY!! " She followed up with aggressive eagerness.
She got up and walked over to the bathroom door and pulled off the sole robe hanging there and put it on. I quickly scurried into the bathroom and easily closed the door behind me. I guess I was going to need to put something else on now that she stole my robe. After I was finished in the bathroom, I noticed I was alone and heard voices coming from down stairs as well as the front door closing.
I came down the stairs and turn towards the kitchen and found all three girls gathered around the island.
The girls were wearing the same outfits from the night before. There pretty much looked like they were on their way to the beach or on a beachy vacation. Nikki, however was still in my robe. It almost reached the tile floor. It was cinched around her waist; covering her near-innocence.
There was a cardboard tray holding a sole paper cup from the neighborhood coffee brew house. Four different ways to make coffee in this house and they went to the coffee house. Go figure. I would have preferred a little French Press, But at least they tried in their own way, right?
I picked up the cup and took a sip. It was a dark roast I didn't recognize. I'm not much of a coffee freak, so it stands to reason that I wouldn't. It also needed a ton of creamer. The sweet cream in the fridge served it's purpose very well.
The girls were chatting and giggling away when I approached and didn't address me until I was settled onto a high seat at the island bar with them.
Sawyer finally turned to me and said "Whatcha got planned fer today, Rockstar?"
After nursing a too hot of a sip of coffee I replied " Not much. I have to look at something I was working on the other day to send to my brother, but other than that I'm free. Shouldn't take more than half an hour."
Nikki looked puzzled. "Your brother?" She said. I'm not terribly aware of what I've actually shared about my hobby with them, but I guess I needed to spill the beans now.
"Yeah."I sometimes make games for him. I'm not on the payroll, really, but I do show him some of the stuff I tinker with. Sometimes he and his company buy the games I make from me."
My brother would never steal from me or pay less than top dollar. He makes sure that I get exactly what the game is worth and even works with my attorney if the specifics need ironing out. I do occasionally get royalties, but the initial pay out is the bigger deal for me. I like lump sum payouts.
"Games?! Which game did you make?! Anything we know?" Jenn said with excitement.
After hanging my head in defeat, I slowly rose from my perch and beckoned. "Come on, I'll show you."
I don't like to brag and I certainly don't like to broadcast my successes or failures, but my "workshop" does have a few posters sent from the publishing company displaying my work. I'm the asshole that framed them, though.
As I entered the room, and flicked on the light, the girls followed in and all looked relatively surprised. The smallest bedroom in the house was dedicated as my office. Most of the houses down here are made to hold the most people possible to generate vacation rent, so this room was the smallest and would only hold a pair of bunk beds.
I made sure that it had all my computer stuff against one wall and a Futon couch along the other. The main screen was mirrored by a larger flat screen TV above the computers. When I was looking for a break from programming, I could watch TV or movies on the big screen and still not be too far from my work station. The mini fridge/end table also helped some.
An audible gasp escaped on of the ladies as I moved to the sole desk chair in the room. They were taking turns admiring the TV, computer, and framed posters on the wall.
"Vegetable Samurai, Sweet Smash,... Are these yours?!" Nikki said
"That's a huge computer, Alex!" Jenn added
"You've been busy, huh, Babe?" Sawyer summed up.
I humbly replied to all of them, sort of blushing in the process "These are mine, but not the names I gave them, marketing and all that. It's actually two computers and just four screens. See the two key boards and mice? And, no, Sawyer, I do this in my spare time."
Nikki noticed some printed screen shots on the desk and said "Is this your newest work? What's this one?"
"That's PO'D Pigs. I just wrapped that one up a while ago. It's going into the app market soon. That's going to be my last game for a while. I need to finish up with the house. Plus, I'm out of ideas." I said in return.
"And you do this for fun? Do you make money doing it?" Jenn asked.
"Aaaaaah... I do okay, I guess. The Fun is the only reason why I do it. It would be a job if I cared about the money. Besides, the money is more fun when it feels like it's a bonus and not a pay check." I said shyly.
"Well, Mr. Programmer, You do fine work." Sawyer said while patting me on the back.
"Yeah! We love your games, Alex!" Jenn added.
"I can't wait to try the next one! Do you know what it'll cost?" Nikki asked.
"I let the bean counters figure that out. I guess it depends on if they are going to advertise and/or use DLC and in-game purchases and shit." I replied.
I noticed Sawyer eying some of my recording equipment sitting in a box on the floor in front of the closet. I really needed to tighten this place up a bit.
"And what's all this for?" she said fondling my mini camera.
"I occasionally have conference calls close to my computer if any technical questions arise on my brother's end. I also have moderate aspirations to become a video game vlogger on MyTube." I said coolly.
She was already looking for a place to plug in the cord when the light bulb in my head went off. I was fairly certain that she wanted to have a little fun with me and the girls again. I have to admit that I had my reservations, but I was already getting hard thinking about it. The other girls were occupied with some more of the accents in the room and didn't notice Sawyer's plan in action.
Nikki had her hands in a box full of figurines ready to be shelved. "Look at all these cool toys!" she exclaimed.
"Collectable figurines..." I corrected
"Toys" The girls said in affirmative unison.