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This was a terrible idea; I knew it. Brooke probably knew it too, but in that moment my brain cancelled all conscious reasoning. Before I could think rationally we were naked and exploring each other’s bodies in ways we’d never done before. The likely possibility we might get caught should have forced us to stop, but it only added to theexcitement.
There was no stopping us now. There were no boundaries left to cross. Her legs were spread, her body applied pressure to mine; our perspiring bodies made the movement easier. I wanted to take control, but Brooke pinned my arms behind the back of the headrest and manoeuvred her hips forwards then back with the rhythmof a dancer.
“How do you do this to me?” Brooke asked.
I didn’t respond.
“I can’t resist you,” she whispered in my ear. I clenched my hips and pressed against her with all the energy I could summon. I was defenceless, completely and utterlydefenceless.
I couldn’t stop, even if I’d wanted to.
*
After a restroom stop to freshen up and a quick improvised car valet Brooke dropped me back at Beth’s apartment. When I entered, she stood with one hand on her hip and the other tapping the kitchen counter with her fingers like a parent whose child had just stayed out all night withoutpermission.
“Hey.” I smiled coyly.
“Hi.” She looked me up and down. “You look like you’ve been having sex all day.” As I got closer, she sniffed at me dramatically. “You even smell like sex!”
“I do not.”
“Yes, you do, it’s mixed with dirt, and camp fire fumes, but it’s in there.”
I waited for her to elaborate on her response.
“I want all the juicy details, but first, go and have a shower.”
Huh. Details were good. Maybe the telling off would come at alater point.
I reached out and grabbed a strawberry from her fruit salad bowl. “You’re so bossy when you’re pregnant.”
Beth was wearing some bizarre spandex leggings, and a crop top that showed off her enviable stomach muscles.
“Get used to it,” she said whilst sticking hertongue out.
“Enjoy that flat stomach whilst you still can.” I walked towards the bathroom chuckling. She threw a grape that bounced off the backof my head.
Ten minutes later I stood staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. A cold shower had given me the shock of a lifetime, but it soothed my warm sunburnt skin. I spat out a mouthful of toothpaste and nearly choked on my toothbrush when Beth burst into the bathroom.
“Okay, I’m bored of waiting,” she said.
“Beth—have you heard of knocking? I could’vebeen naked.”
“I did knock, really quietly. And I lived with you in dorms. I’ve seen your naked ass numerous times, so don’t flatter yourself. If I’d have wanted me some of that lesbian pussy in university, I could’ve had it.” She gestured towards my vagina.
“I’m not going to deny it. I probably would have.” I wiggled my eyebrows, jesting.
“God, could you imagine. It’d be like having sex with my sister. Eww.” Beth pretended to vomit.
I cringed, and all was right with the world.
Beth slammed the toilet seat down and made herselfcomfortable.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I laughed nervously.
“You know why. Did you?”
“Did I... go to law school? Did I... overindulge on the flight over here? Did I accidentally step on a wasp when I was ten and my foot swelled up likea balloon?”
