Flirting with Fire: A Summer Camp Swingers novel

“Then you met the twins?” I prompted.

“Yeah, like, the first week back for my junior year. I had a friend who lived in their building. That was when I really started to go wild. I’m sure Christy told you.”

“The basic outline.”

“I’ll tell you more—I have some pretty fun stories, kinda like you—but some other time.”

I nodded.

“Okay… so… did she tell you about the poker parties?”

“Some.”

The twins had organized poker nights, where “poker” was a euphemism and Allie was the main prize.

“I guess I enjoyed the attention,” she said by way of explanation. “I mean, I wasn’t an ugly duckling in high school, but I wasn’t a swan, either. I was sort of a nerd. Like, glasses, braces, and pigtails. I even had a Trapper Keeper with a horse on it. I swear to God,” she laughed, “I was so un-cool!”

“I think everybody was.”

“Yeah, well,” Allie continued, “I was a nerd, so I liked the attention from guys. And I didn’t have to worry about my parents catching me, so… I guess you’d say I was a major slut.” It wasn’t a put-down the way she said it.

“Anyway, things were pretty wild, especially the parties. I wore a mask when other guys were there, but still… Like, they all knew Reese and Rob, and it wasn’t that hard to figure out who I was. Word started to get around on campus, and especially in the Foster Mods.”

I didn’t know what those were—a residence hall? an apartment complex?—but it didn’t matter. Besides, I didn’t want to interrupt.

“We decided to cool it for a while. That was in the spring, and we’d started to drift apart anyway.”

Christy had said that Allie and the twins didn’t have a lot in common, except for the sex. The guys were also a year older and ready to graduate, while Allie still had another year of school. They’d ended things on friendly terms a couple of months later.

With a whimper instead of a bang. I grinned at the pun, but Allie was too absorbed in her story to notice.

“…the part that Christy doesn’t know about,” she was saying. “We quit having the big parties, but we still had our little ones at Jay’s house.”

I didn’t know who he was, but it didn’t matter.

“He asked if he could bring a friend… a girl friend.”

My eyebrows rose, even though I’d been half-expecting it.

“I sort of knew her,” Allie explained, “but only to say hi. She lived in Foster, so she’d heard the rumors. At first she thought they’d been exaggerated. I mean, you know how it is.”

“Yeah.”

“But then I guess she started watching us. She was friends with Jay, and they went out a few times. She got him to tell her about the parties.” Allie snorted at a memory. “She told me later that she blew him but wouldn’t do more until he told her. Then she told him what she really wanted.”

My dick swelled as my imagination kicked into overdrive.

“I thought she must’ve been one of those Jewish or Catholic girls,” Allie added in an aside. “You know the type, the ones with overprotective parents. They go wild as soon as they leave home.”

I knew two of them, in fact, one of each.

“But she was just a regular girl who wanted to try a gangbang.” She laughed softly. “I wouldn’t call three guys a ‘gangbang,’ but I didn’t tell her that.” She paused and grinned at her own wantonness. “Reese and Rob were all for it. Jay too, which kinda surprised me.”

“What about you?”

“I guess,” she said with remembered indifference. “I thought it’d be kinda fun to watch. We were really into porn at the time— Did Christy tell you? The guys had a whole drawer full of tapes. We’d even made some of our own. I wanted to see what it looked like for real. So we told Jay to invite her. Obviously.”

Allie fell silent but then snorted. “I thought she’d be nervous or something, but she got right down to it. I mean, we didn’t play cards or drink or anything. She just took off her clothes and asked who was first.”

“Sounds like my kind of girl,” I chuckled. I was breaking Leah’s first rule of interviews, but I didn’t care.

“Yeah. You’d’ve liked her. And… I guess… like… she reminded me of me.” Allie smiled at the memory but then shook it off. “Sorry. So… yeah. She had her gangbang and wanted to do it again, like, a week later. You see where this is headed?”

“She wanted to have sex with you?”

“Yeah. A double gangbang. Rob and Jay tried really hard to talk me into it, but Reese said it was up to me. I think he still sort of carried a torch for me, if that makes sense.” She stared into the past.

“I decided not to,” she said at last. “I guess I was too ashamed. Yeah, I know… I didn’t have a problem fucking six guys in a row, but one girl gave me the heebie-jeebies. Maybe… like… I guess it was for real with her, not like when I was a freshman, fooling around above the waist.”

“So… you never did anything?” I prompted.

“No. I’ve thought about it a lot, though. Since then. And now I kinda wish I’d tried. I guess… I mean… you know. I’ve grown up a lot since then.”

I nodded.