A Baumgartner reunion

Satisfied, she snuggled back down under the covers, still holding me close. We stayed that way a while and I wondered if I should send her to her own bed, wondered what the Baumgartners would think if they woke to find us like this… But it was silly, of course, to worry. They’d known about me and Gretchen…they’d known all along, and encouraged it.

“Goodnight, baby,” Gretchen whispered sleepily, and the soft sound of her deep breathing that followed decided me. I didn’t care who saw us, who knew.

So we’d been lovers, were lovers now, still. Where was the shame in it?

“Goodnight,” I whispered back, although I knew she was already sleeping.

I must have drifted off, because the next thing I remembered was Janie standing next to the couch bed, the stairway light on, giving the room a half-lit glow.

“Janie?” I asked groggily, shading my eyes against the light, seeing she was still wearing the same clothes she’d had on when she left with Brian. “Are you just getting in?” I wondered what time it was.

“Well, you two look cozy,” she snapped, curling her lip. “Goodnight.”

“Janie!” I stage-whispered, trying not to wake Gretchen, but Janie was gone, stomping up the stairs and slamming her door, in spite of the late-or early-hour.

I spent a long time staring up at the ceiling in the darkness and wondering what to do about Janie. It wasn’t until I had given up racking my brain for some sort of solution that I realized Janie’s eyes had been red from crying as she stood

there. But why? I didn’t know. I didn’t know anything anymore, except that it seemed like a long time until morning.

Chapter Five

“Hello?” I whispered, flipping my cell phone open and hanging half over the side of the couch bed. I’d found my ringing phone in my purse on the floor and managed to answer it just before it went to message.

“Hey baby, you awake?”

TJ. I smiled at his sleepy tone and knew he was still in bed. “I am now,” I whispered, sliding the rest of the way off the couch bed, where Gretchen was still sleeping. The girl could sleep through anything. Of course, I’d finally been sleeping just as hard, having spent most of the night tossing and turning, thinking about Janie and Gretchen and the Baumgartners and just what in the world I was doing here in Key West in the first place.

“In your own bed?”

My stomach clenched, even hearing the teasing tone in his voice.

“Of course,” I admonished, giving a guilty glance over my shoulder at Gretchen’s sleeping face, my eyes traveling over the slope of back, down to where the sheet met the curve of her hip. Damn, she was sexy.

“Alone?”

I bit my lip, grabbing my shorts from their resting place under the couch bed and yanking them on, juggling the phone.

“Not answering that one, huh?” TJ chuckled as I stood and tiptoed to the door wall, opening it to reveal the early morning rise of the sun. It was a gorgeous morning, the breeze warm on my face as I shut the door behind me.

The sky was streaked with fiery oranges and reds and I stood there for a moment, breathless at the sight.

“Come on, you can tell me,” TJ urged, his voice lowering even more. “Did you spend the night with the Baumgartners?”

“You’re hard as a rock just thinking about it, aren’t you?” I teased, walking down two short steps and across the patio to sink my feet into the softness of the beach sand.

“You know I am.” His voice was slightly hoarse. “I miss you.”

“I miss you, too,” I confessed, and I did. I could almost imagine myself in his arms, my fingers walking that sweet, dark line down his belly toward his cock.

God, I missed that, too, the feel of him filling me. “I spent the night with Gretchen.”

He actually gasped. “Really?”

“Yeah.” I kicked at the sand as I began walking toward the water. “Really.”

“…And?”

I smiled. “And it was…good.”

“Good? Just good?” TJ snorted. “You can do better than that!”

“Well…” I bit my lip, bringing up the fresh memory of the night before, the soft feel of Gretchen’s skin, the sweet, pungent taste of her pussy. I could still taste her in my throat. “She came down to my bed in the middle of the night…”

“Uh-huh.”

“You really want to hear this?”

TJ groaned. “Hell yes! Tell me.”

“Tell me first,” I murmured, feeling the gentle throb of my pussy, already responding. I hadn’t managed to find my panties and the seam of my shorts rode up between my pussy lips as I walked. “Are you hard?”

“Uh-huh,” TJ murmured.

“Are you stroking it for me, baby?” I closed my eyes and pictured him, cock in hand. The thought made me dizzy with lust.

“God, yeah,” he groaned. “I woke up hard for you, and now I can’t stop thinking about you with Gretchen…”

I smiled, walking toward the water. “Thinking about us kissing…”

“Mmmm…”

“Undressing each other…” The waves were cool over my bare feet as I hit the water’s edge.

“Mmm-hmmm…”

“She’s got gorgeous breasts,” I admitted, remembering the weight of them in my hands. “Firm…full…hard pink nipples…”

“Oh god…”