ASL2: Chapter 32 "The Holiday Party"

-- CHAPTER 32: The Holiday Party --

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-- SATURDAY, DECEMBER 13, 2008 --

“Did you really mean it?”

Adrienne had been very quiet so far on the drive back to Berkeley, so her vague question felt like it came completely out of the blue.

I glanced over at her before returning my attention to the road to make sure I stayed within the very narrow lanes of the Bay Bridge’s lower deck. “Did I really mean what?”

Adrienne’s face was scrunched up, chin jutting forth and eyes narrowed. “Did you mean what you said back at the apartment about your Happily Ever After being a big house surrounded by everyone you love and never having to worry about feeling lonely ever again?”

I shrugged without looking over at her since there was a green pickup merging in front of me with about three inches of space to spare. I had to tap my brakes just to make sure I didn’t park my minivan in his truck bed. “Sure,” I replied. “I wouldn’t say any of that is a big surprise.”

“Uh-huh…” Adrienne muttered distractedly and then went back to staring out the window.

She went silent again, and now the pickup truck was tapping HIS brakes, so I concentrated on slowing down and not getting into an accident for the moment. Adrienne didn’t say another word for the rest of the drive home, clearly lost in thought. Whenever I glanced over at her, she seemed to be… thinking. About what, I didn’t know. But compared to her usual stricken expression with moist eyes perpetually on the verge of breaking into tears, I figured her contemplative state was a vast improvement, and I didn’t want to say or do anything that would make her regress.

We made it back home in one piece and five seconds after we walked in through the front door, my stomach growled right on cue. Adrienne smirked and suggested, “Why don’t you text Dawn and Eden and ask if they’re free to go to lunch?”

I nodded. “Anything in particular you’re in the mood for?”

Adrienne blinked and shook her head. “Oh, not me. I’m not really hungry. Too much on my mind right now.”

I gave her a tight smile and reached out to draw Adrienne into my arms. “Today’s been a really rough day for you, I know. I’m here for you. Food can wait.”

My ex-fiancée smiled warmly and hugged me tightly. But she pulled her head back and looked up at me. “Thank you. It really has meant the world to me that you’ve been so willing to drop everything and focus on me despite everything that’s happened between us.”

I grinned. “I’d like to think it’s precisely because of everything that’s happened between us – the good and the bad – that makes it totally obvious I’d readily drop everything to focus on you. I love you, Adrienne. Our circumstances have changed, but my love for you remains.”

“I love you too, Tiger.”

I leaned forward and pecked her forehead.

“Seriously, though, I’m good. I want you to go out, actually. I need some time alone to think. There are a million thoughts running through my head and I need to write them down before I lose them, and it’ll be easier for me to do that if you’re not here to distract me.”

I blinked. “Really?”

Adrienne smiled and patted my ass. “Eden, I’m sure, would love for you to visit, especially since Dawn’s your date to the holiday party tonight.”

“Of course Eden would, but she had me last night so I know she can survive another day without me. And it’s specifically because I know I have to leave you this evening for the party that makes it all the more important that I’m here for you right now. Especially after what just happened with Sasha.”

“I’m fine.”

I arched an eyebrow and recited by rote, “I never liked this word ‘fine’. It--”

“Blah-blah-blah,” Adrienne cut me off. “Sometimes ‘fine’ really does mean fine, y’know.”

I arched an eyebrow at her and said quietly, “You haven’t really been ‘fine’ for a while now, and I wouldn’t expect you to be ‘fine’ so soon after that conversation we just had with Sasha. I’m concerned about you. I get to be concerned about you.”

“Of course you do, and I love that you care.” She took a deep breath. “This isn’t me trying to bury my feelings or hide my pain. Yes, you’d think that Sasha deciding that this is a complete break-up and not just a pause in our relationship would devastate me, but now at least I know, you know? I don’t have to hole myself up in your bedroom anymore wondering when the other shoe would drop and she’d ultimately decide that we’re not getting back together. And to be completely honest, the fact that she’s choosing to still wear that necklace really DOES make me feel a helluva lot better. Is that what it’s like for you when you see me wearing this promise ring?”

I rubbed her hand and brushed my thumb over the small diamond amidst a gold leaf flower, feeling a sense of… peace… wash over me. “Yes…” I muttered. “Yes it is.”

Adrienne took a deep breath. “I know I won’t be perfectly okay today, and I probably won’t be perfectly okay a week from now. But… today was a turning point. A lot of pieces fell into place for me. Realizing that Sasha wants to leave the city – leave the country - and go travel a bit, it helps me realize that her unwillingness to marry me really IS less about me being unlovable and more about her having a bit of wanderlust. She’s been trying to tell me that for months, but I never really believed her until now.”

“And that’s a burden off your shoulders.”

“It quiets the voice in my head telling me I’m not good enough for her, that I don’t deserve to be loved, yes.”

I rubbed Adrienne’s upper arms and pecked her crown again. “You DO deserve to be loved. I will always love you. And I will always be here for you. Like right now: seriously, I want to be here for you.”

She lightly pushed my chest away from her and took a full step back until I no longer held her in my arms. “Seriously,” she countered, “I’m going to go upstairs, open my laptop, and start writing some of this shit down. You really are distracting me right now. Go!”

I frowned in confusion as Adrienne spun her right index finger in a clear ‘turn around’ gesture. And then without waiting for a response, she turned around herself and practically ran up the stairs.

I took exactly one step to follow her, just on impulse. I’d had enough girls run away from me – figuratively speaking – for me to have a bit of a complex about it by now. But this was different. For one thing, Adrienne was literally walking away from me, but not metaphorically. Really, she was going upstairs into my bedroom, not taking off on a road trip across the country with Gwen and Robin.

For the first time in a week, Adrienne was actively choosing to leave my side. This was progress, right? So deciding in this instance to take Adrienne’s words at face value, I took a deep breath and considered that maybe yeah, Adrienne really was turning a corner. So with that in mind, I fished out my phone and started typing.

Less than ten minutes later, I hopped up the porch steps of my old college house and my key snicked in the lock. As soon as I went inside, I could hear the bubbly sounds of pop music floating my way from the kitchen and headed that way. But as I turned the corner around the open doorway from the dining room, I came to a dead stop and let my jaw drop to the floor.

My barely-legal teenage hottie baby sister stood at the counter cutting up sushi-grade salmon into neat sashimi slices. Her iPod was docked into an iSpeaker-something-or-other, singing:

// But I don't care what they say, I'm in love with you ; They try to pull me away, but they don't know the truth ; My heart's crippled by the vein that I keep on closing…

// You cut me open and I - Keep bleeding, keep, keep bleeding love

Eden was barefoot and quite scantily clad. Long, lithe legs worthy of a fashion model ran up to cute pink boyshort panties with white piping, and from behind I had an excellent view of her firm tushie. Her long, dark hair was loose and flowy, obscuring her back. During the verse, she’d been swaying slowly to the melody, but as the drums of the chorus kicked in she started bouncing her booty to the beat, which set her silky tresses into motion. Very quickly I realized that her shoulders were bare, and furthermore, her entire back was bare. I groaned at the realization Eden was waiting for me completely topless, and at the sound of my voice she glanced over her shoulder, immediately giving me a ridiculously sexy come-hither look.

The gorgeous little vixen set down her knife and picked up two of the orange sashimi squares, holding them one in each hand between thumb and forefinger. Draping the cold raw fish pieces over her perky nipples, she flashed me a coy smile and asked, “Would you like to eat these off my naked body today for lunch?”

Oh hell fucking yeah…

Oh hell fucking yeah, indeed.

****

“What are you thinking about?”

Dawn’s voice seemed to be coming from a mile away, soft and almost inaudible, even though she was seated less than ten feet away from me. Her words trickled into my brain as if descending from the heavens, puncturing the illusion of my daydream. And when I blinked, I suddenly found myself seated at the desk chair in the familiar environment of what had once been my bedroom many, many moons ago.

Dawn didn’t turn around to look at me. She was seated at the vanity I had built during freshman year for Adrienne, carefully styling her hair for tonight’s JKE holiday party. She wore a mildly annoyed expression on her face as she met my eyes through the reflection of the vanity mirror, although I could tell there was no actual heat in her gaze.

“Have you finally become so jaded that the sight of my perfect breasts on display no longer holds your attention?”

Did I not mention Dawn was fixing her hair while completely topless? Anyway, the mention of her perfect breasts certainly shifted my eye-line down a few degrees, and I smirked to ogle her bare bosom. “I’ll never become jaded to the sight,” I promised her. “But I admittedly got distracted there for a minute.”

“Clearly, so I’ll repeat my question: What are you thinking about?”

“I was thinking about eating sushi off of Eden’s naked body again. And of course, I was thinking about what else I was eating after all the sushi was gone.”

“Oh, well then you’re forgiven. But you made me a promise, buster.”

“And I’ll deliver, I’ll deliver,” I assured her. “Assuming Eden’s up for a repeat, we’ll have a dinner together some night soon.”

Dawn smirked and went back to attending to her hair. She was just about done putting the final touches on some complicated braid that looked insanely difficult even to my unpracticed eye. From what I gathered, it was almost unheard of for a girl to attempt this particular style by herself – usually someone else would do the braiding for her. But that was just Dawn being Dawn.

In any case, she finished up her hair and then finally stood to finish getting dressed. No matter how amazing Eden had looked while dressed in absolutely nothing but about twenty pieces of raw fish, the sight of my more-gorgeous-than-words best friend walking past me wearing nothing but white lace panties ensured my attention was rooted in the here and now.

I followed Dawn out of Eve’s bedroom and over to her own room. There, I watched her put on a matching bra and then shimmy into a sleek and shimmering blue-gray floor-length evening dress that really accentuated the sky-blue color of her eyes and would have looked perfectly at home on any Hollywood red carpet. Once she stood before me all dressed to the nines, I sighed and muttered, “I am SO glad I decided to spring for a limo instead of trying to put you into my minivan looking like THAT.”

Dawn’s beaming smile lit up the living room. “I’ll never get tired of your compliments.”

Speaking of the limo, it arrived less than five minutes after Dawn was ready to go. One big difference between her and Adrienne was that when Dawn told me she’d be ready by a certain time, she was ALWAYS ready by that stated time. I escorted my date out to the black stretch Town Car, held the door for her to enter, and then slid in beside her as she scooted over for me. I gave the driver the address to our next stop before heading into The City, and less than three minutes later we pulled up outside my house.

June had returned “home” from her parents’ house to get dressed for tonight’s big party. Having done some shopping with Eve recently, she wore a brand-new sleeveless Chinese-cut dress with a Mandarin collar, in a striking green fabric with gold trim. Her silky black hair was up in a tight, pristine bun pinned in place by familiar lacquered black chopsticks. Her makeup was light, fitting for a corporate event, and not nearly so heavy as Moon Heo might’ve put on her for a Manhattan models’ party. And as soon as the limo pulled up outside, June came out of the house with her “date” for the evening.”

My hanamuguri held June’s elbow, looking ever so cute and youthful in a dark blue strapless dress hemmed just below the knees that showed off her slender figure and delicate proportions. Her dark hair was in a half-up/half-down style, and she was grinning ear-to-ear.

I felt bad, actually, for a moment. When was the last time I’d taken Kim out on a “date”? Angel Island? A little over a month ago? I wouldn’t call that “far too long” per se, but still, I resolved to put more effort into paying the mother of my son some special attention that went beyond “Kim Mondays” shaggings.

BJ was at his grandfather’s house, in case you were wondering.

Dawn and I welcomed the two newcomers inside, and then the group of us headed off across the Bay Bridge into The City. We chatted pleasantly while watching the lights go by outside, and a little more than half an hour later, we pulled up outside the Four Seasons hotel.

I stepped out of the limo first and reached a hand back in to individually help each of the ladies exit the vehicle. Dawn was first, and somewhere behind and to the right of me I heard a familiar voice mutter, “Oh, damn…”

Dawn glanced past my shoulder and gave her admirer a blushing smile. I glanced over my shoulder as well and saw my co-worker Rakesh standing beside a taxi, having evidently just exited said vehicle. He looked embarrassed to have been caught ogling my date and quickly turned around while rather obviously burying his face in his hands. I turned my attention back to Dawn and gave her a quick wink. But after standing her aside, I reached back in with one hand to help June out.

From inside the limo, my former project partner flashed me one of her puppy-love looks of love and adoration as she took my hand. But when she stood up her face returned to its mannequin-like blankness as she surveyed the drop-off area of the hotel and spotted not only Rakesh but a couple of other familiar faces from the company in the immediate vicinity. June tilted her head towards mine in a polite but silent acknowledgement of my assistance and then dropped my hand as she moved to stand beside Dawn.

Finally, I helped Kim out of the limo, and she gave me a sweet smile with minimal drama as she went to join the others. I spoke briefly to the limo driver, confirmed that I’d like him to return at 10PM to pick us up unless I texted him otherwise, and then the four of us headed inside.

JKE had rented the Veranda Ballroom and Terrace for tonight’s event, and despite everything that had recently occurred with regards to the company shutdown and its immediate aftermath, executive management had spared no expense in putting on quite a party. The decorations were glitzy and glamorous, and I found myself admiring the venue as we signed in and then went to find a table together. The girls hung their winter coats over their selected chairs, and we began to mingle.

The next twenty-five minutes passed sociably. The four of us all got drinks, and I led our little group in making the rounds to mingle with co-workers and their wives, husbands, girlfriends, and boyfriends. A good chunk of them I’d already met at previous company functions, but not all. Dawn and Kim were likewise brand new to them as well.

I introduced Dawn as “a friend” and June introduced Kim as “her roommate”. I caught more than a few subtle glances (and a few not-so-subtle) from people wondering whether or not Dawn and I were banging. I also noticed that while more than half of the crowd accepted Kim as June’s roommate, the fact that she’d even BROUGHT a date had stirred up some discussion. And I thought I overheard Kamar muttering shortly after we left him, “I KNEW she was a lesbian!”

My hot date attracted upper-management men to initiate contact with me so they could stare at Dawn’s pretty face and ogle her exposed cleavage while congratulating me on my promotion. Over the course of the subsequent conversation, I would state how I owed so much of my success to June’s hard work behind the scenes so that she’d get her name drop and a little bit of career promotion without having to say more than two words. In her defense, June actually did say more than two words in general, doing less hiding in my shadow and more participating in casual conversation than I would’ve perhaps expected.

My new boss, Mila Visser, also stopped by to congratulate me on my promotion once again, and we made small talk about her making the most of her visit here in San Francisco and carving out the time to do some personal touristy stuff. To my mild surprise, I caught her checking out Dawn’s rack the same as the previous five males had done, and I filed away that little nugget in my mental database.

After those first twenty-five minutes of socializing went by, things started to slow down. With a fresh round of drinks in our hands, I asked the girls if they’d like to step out onto the Terrace for some fresh air. June and Kim declined, stating that a December night in San Francisco was a little too cold for them in their slinky dresses, winter coats or not. But Dawn was feeling flushed and wouldn’t mind stepping outside for a bit.

So we collected her coat, and hand-in-hand my best friend and I stepped outside to look over the city skyline. We parked ourselves next to one of the blazing fireplaces, but I still wrapped myself around Dawn from behind and held her in my warm embrace. She cooed softly and twisted in my arms, puckering up. I was more than happy to tilt my head and meet her lips in a sweet kiss. And the heat of our love and passion for each other did more to warm my body than the fireplace did.

The cold night air had seemingly kept all the other guests indoors when Dawn and I had first stepped outside. But the clacking sounds of high heels on terrace tiles alerted me to the fact that we were no longer alone. I pulled my lips off Dawn’s to glance over in the direction of the newcomer, and I smiled in welcome at the sight of a very pretty redhead.

“Good evening, Penny,” I greeted.

“Good evening, Ben,” she replied with a smile. “Am I disturbing you?”

“Not at all. It’s good to see you again.”

The redhead stopped at a polite distance away and now smiled at my date. “You must be Dawn: best friend, soulmate, and great love of his life. So pleased to finally meet you.” She extended her right hand.

“Uh, yes, I am,” Dawn replied with a note of surprise as she took Penny’s hand and shook it.

“Ben’s talked about you a lot and even asked for my opinion months ago on whether or not you two should ever get back together romantically. He also has a photo of you on his desk,” Penny answered Dawn’s unspoken question. “Hard to forget a face as beautiful as yours.”

“Why thank you.” Dawn blushed prettily. “You’re every bit as pretty as he described you as well.”

“Did he now?” Penny smirked at me, eyes twinkling.

“He’s also told me how smart you are, how hard you work, and how pleased he is to have you on his team now that he’s been promoted.”

“Okay now I KNOW you’re lying because there is no way in hell Ben would ever say that stuff about me,” Penny laughed.

“No, it’s true.” Dawn glanced back and forth between us for a moment. “Admittedly, he’s told me that you two don’t always see eye-to-eye on everything, but at the same time he does respect your tenacity and work ethic.”

“Thank you for being so kind,” Penny said warmly with a smile and a shrug. She glanced around the otherwise empty terrace and gave us a smirk. “Looks like the two of you had the same idea I did. Cold winter night. Everybody still inside doing the social-networking thing. Get away from the crowds a bit to sneak away for a makeout session. Again, tell me if I’m crashing yours and I’ll make myself scarce.”

“No, it’s fine,” I assured her.

“Were you looking for a makeout session with Ben?” Dawn queried a little uncertainly, gesturing with one finger at me and then at the otherwise empty terrace.

“What? No, of course not,” Penny stammered.

“I mean it’s okay if you want to. I’m not the jealous type.”

“What?!” Penny looked even more embarrassed. “No, no. Ben and I aren’t like that.”

“Oh. It’s just that you said you wanted to sneak away for a makeout session but there’s nobody else out here.”

“My… uhhh… date.” Penny gestured back toward the doors. “He went to get us a couple more drinks and I told him to meet me on the terrace. There wasn’t anybody out here when I looked out earlier.”

“Ohhh, okay then,” Dawn replied agreeably and then shrugged. “Well, if you ever change your mind…”

Penny was now gawking at both me and Dawn, stupefied at the direction the conversation had turned. I wasn’t surprised, exactly, but I WAS curious as to Dawn’s motivation. Why was she teasing Penny about coming out here for a makeout session? Did she find the redhead as sexually-attractive as I found her? We did have the same taste in girls, more or less. Could Dawn be angling for a threesome tonight or something?

But Penny had a date tonight, and with that I dug my fingernails into Dawn’s hand to make sure she stopped playing whatever little game she was playing at the moment. My best friend squeezed my hand back and glanced up at me with a bit of a mirthful smirk. But then at the sound of a door opening, she turned to look at who was coming outside to join us.

For a moment - just a brief moment - Dawn’s eyes got big, her skin flushed, and a big smile started tugging at the corners of her lips.

I knew that look. I knew that look all too well. It was the kind of look that I, admittedly, got whenever Adrienne walked into a room and I was simply awed by her goddess-like physical beauty (and of course her majestic rack). It was also the kind of look Dawn got on her face the very first time she saw Jaron Hedlund dressed as Achilles at that Tri-Delt Halloween party so long ago, with huge pectorals, bulging biceps, and ripped abs. In plain simple fact, it was the kind of look we BOTH got on our faces when we saw someone so fucking HAWT that our loins got set on fire at the mere sight of them.

Again, though, it was just for a brief moment. Dawn recovered quickly, and even turned to smile up at me, focusing her attention on my face. In her eyes I saw nothing but absolute love, absolute devotion.

And yet there was no mistaking the fact that Dawn’s loins had been set on fire at the mere sight of… him.

Dalton.

****

“Prost!” I yelled then downed the shot. It seemed appropriate, since my glass was filled with Jägermeister. The bitter taste immediately hit my taste buds and I turned around, scowling, “Scheisse!”

Dawn laughed and patted my back. Next to her, Penny was looking a little green around the gills. But a moment later, the pretty redhead let out a righteous burp and her eyes popped open wide as she blushed in embarrassment. But at least she didn’t look like she was about to hurl anymore.

“Scheisse!” Dalton cursed a moment later as he put down his shot and then scowled. But after vigorously shaking his head and then hammering the table just once with the bottom of a closed fist, he took a deep breath and then grinned at me.

Nodding, I extended a fist out to him across the table. He bumped it and flashed me a grin.

The four of us were seated around the large, round table for eight that we’d shared for the evening along with June, Kim, Neil (another Senior Analyst), and his wife, Betsy. But Neil and Betsy had gone off to mingle with other friends once the dinner part of the evening had ended, and June and Kim were over on the dance floor of all places. Surrounded by co-workers or not, June was definitely letting her hair down a bit.

“Another round?” Dalton asked with a smirk and a twinkle in his eyes.

“Oof, I’m gonna need a minute after that last one,” I admitted without shame, thumping my chest.

“How about something sweet for the ladies?” Dalton asked both Dawn and Penny, that Clooney-esque charm oozing out of his ears while flashing the kind of Brad Pitt-esque smile that made women wet just to see it. “Another Appletini, perhaps?”

“Cosmo,” Dawn stated with electricity in her sky-blue eyes. It was the same kind of command tone she used in the bedroom when ordering Kim to slurp my jizz out of her pussy and snowball it back to her.

“So ordered,” Dalton replied with a grin. “Penny?”

“I should stop.”

“C’mon, you know I’ve got a room upstairs. It’s not like you’re driving home tonight.”

“Keep putting drinks into me and I might pass out on you tonight.”

“Would you let me keep going even if you did?”

Penny giggled drunkenly and flashed him a smirk. “You already know the answer to that question.”

“Mmm… Nothing quite like waking up well-fucked, post-orgasmic, and saturated with sperm,” Dawn agreed with a saucy smile. Her lower lip quivered as she breathed in while grabbing my leg. A moment later, her hand slid past my leg to start rubbing my crotch at the imagery she’d just put into her own head. Drunk and horny were two adjectives that definitely went together for Dawn.

Dalton winked at my date. “Good to know.” He then stood up a little too fast, took a moment to regain his balance, and sauntered off toward the bar with only the slightest wobble.

“I’m serious, though,” Penny sighed. “It’s clear I can’t keep up with the rest of you. If you two let him keep giving me drinks like this, you’re gonna have to pick up the slack for me tonight after I pass out, Dawn.”

“Mmm… Only if I get to sample you first,” Dawn murmured, eyes flashing. “You are absolutely delicious. I’m dying to find out if you taste as sweet as I think.”

Penny blushed bright pink and averted her gaze for a moment before glancing back at me. There was obvious heat in her eyes and a touch of… fear? She looked back and forth between me and Dawn, perhaps seriously considering the possibility of getting sandwiched between us for the first time. I mean, the girls had been flirting with each other all night (well to be fair, Dawn had been flirting with Penny and Penny had been reciprocating). Similarly, Dalton had been flirting with Dawn and Dawn had been reciprocating. But while all four of us had been having a good time, Dawn’s little comment about finding out if Penny tasted as sweet as she thought was the first time anyone had actually come out and suggested we take tonight’s activities to another level.

Dawn seemed to relish Penny’s nervousness, and my best friend giggled as she leaned back against me and pulled my arm around her.

Penny stared off across the room for a moment, perhaps scanning for Dalton. When she returned her attention to us, she seemed a touch calmer and more serious, asking, “Did Ben ever tell you what he did to me in Hong Kong?”

“You mean your little… moment… in the strip club?” Dawn asked coquettishly.

Penny nodded slowly.

Dawn smirked and shot me an almost… proud… glance.

“He never even got my panties off,” Penny murmured while staring a thousand yards past my left shoulder. “Haven’t been able to get it out of my head. Some nights when I fall asleep, I find myself wondering what else he could’ve done to me had things turned out differently.”

“One way to find out,” Dawn teased saucily. “The last time he made a smokin’ hot redhead with blue eyes cum in public without taking her panties off--”

“Kenzie was a blonde at the time,” I muttered beneath my breath.

“-- the poor girl had to wait four years to find out what she was missing,” Dawn finished while elbowing me in the ribs.

“Indeed.” Penny’s eyes now zeroed in on me and she scrutinized my face for a few pregnant seconds. Then, canting her head to the side, she inquired, “Would you have gone through with it, Ben? If June hadn’t backed out?”

I didn’t need her to specify what she meant by “it”. All three of us knew, although I wasn’t immediately sure of my answer.

So I took a deep breath and thought back to that night. For a moment, I could picture myself back in that Hong Kong strip club, the mirrors and the lights and the thumping bass beat reverberating up my spine. I remembered the briefest pang of jealousy followed by genuine curiosity to watch June have a sexual experience with a male other than me. She was one of my baby birds and I wanted to see her spread her wings. And the idea of getting to sample Penny at the same time had been quite the appealing bonus as well.

Looking Penny in the eyes, I nodded slowly and stated, “Yes.”

There was a slight hitch in Penny’s breathing at my response, and that same look of mixed excitement and fear was on her face. I could see in her expression that she was imagining the four of us intertwined together in a Hong Kong hotel suite, meaning herself, me, Dalton, and June. But then Penny’s gaze shifted down, and I could now see in her expression that she was imagining herself, me, Dalton, and Dawn in a hotel room upstairs.

I wasn’t the only one to recognize the shift. Dawn sat up straight and reached forward to set her hand down on top of Penny’s left hand where it rested atop the table. “Before we get too far ahead of ourselves,” Dawn stated with complete sobriety, every trace of her drunkenly flirtatious demeanor gone. “You need to know I’m a one-man woman. Ben’s not my boyfriend, but I love him more than anyone in the whole world. He’s my Alpha and Omega, and as gorgeous as Dalton is, I could never let him touch me. I’m sorry if it feels like I was leading you on. I thought we were all just flirting and having a good time. I know Dalton’s flying back to New York tomorrow, and I’d still love to get together with just the three of us if you’re ever interested. But I just want to make sure you know nothing’s gonna happen tonight.”

Penny instantly pulled her hand away from Dawn’s, the walls slamming down behind her eyes as she sat up straight and got a defensive look on her face. “What? No. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Maybe we’ve all had one too many cocktails. We’re just friends having a good time. I guess the teasing got a little out of hand, huh?”

“Yes, totally,” Dawn agreed. “Glad we’re on the same page.”

“Right.” Penny pointed at her own head and then waggled it like a ditzy Valley girl. “One too many martinis tonight, I think. People say all kinds of stupid shit when they’re drunk.”

“Totally,” Dawn repeated. “Pretend like I never said anything.”

Penny nodded her agreement.

“Helloooo, ladies!” Dalton greeted warmly as he sauntered up to us, a martini glass in each hand.

Dawn was suddenly in my arms, holding my head, giving me a passionately volcanic kiss as if her life depended on it. I was pretty buzzed and happy to kiss her back, but within thirty seconds she pulled back and stared into my eyes with a look of… apology? A moment later, she shook her head and turned to smile up at Dalton. “Hey, thanks for the drink. But… uhhh…” Dawn faltered.

HELP.

I didn’t actually need a magical link to sense Dawn’s mounting distress, so I was already swooping in to explain, “We actually just noticed the time. Unfortunately, this is one Cinderella who needs to get home before the clock strikes midnight.”

Dalton had already given one drink to Penny but had the other in his hand ready to give to Dawn. He checked his watch with his free hand and remarked, “It’s barely past nine.”

“I know, but I’ve got an early start tomorrow morning. It was really nice to meet you both.” Dawn started scooping up her purse, and taking her cue, I stood up and collected our coats. A moment later, I helped Dawn shrug into hers, and she tightly wrapped the front of it around her body, completely covering her previously exposed cleavage.

“Uh, y-yeah,” Dalton stammered before recovering quickly. He turned on the Clooney-charm and gave her a warm smile. Taking Dawn’s hand in his, he bent forward and kissed the back of it like a gentleman. “It was truly a pleasure to meet you, Dawn.”

“Likewise,” she replied politely before gently tugging her hand back. Stooping forward, Dawn then gave Penny a quick hug while Penny was still seated in her chair, a bit caught off guard by everything happening so fast. And then Dawn slipped her other hand into mine and started tugging me towards the dance floor where June and Kim were.

Dawn shot me a wordless look, but even though I didn’t exactly know what was going on, I understood what she wanted. I already had my phone out, texting the limo driver to come pick us up a little early.

Ten minutes later, I helped usher a visibly buzzing and super-perky June and a completely sober but still-smiling Kim into the limo. Dawn hopped in, and then me, and the four of us started the drive home.

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“Ngh! Ngh! Ngh! Ngh! NGH!!!”

June humped herself on me one last time as she tightened up and came, clutching my upper arms so hard I was a little afraid she’d break a bone. I felt her sweetly snug snatch spasm around my imbedded schlong, and she shuddered several times before setting her forehead down on my shoulder and sighing in deep satisfaction. She seemed rather lightheaded at the moment.

At the same time, I broke my lips away from Kim’s to clench my teeth and clench my Kegels as well to keep from prematurely popping off. My baby mama moaned, June quickly turned her head to capture Kim’s mouth with hers, and the pair of pretty Asian beauties made out with each other hot and heavy while June remained quite happily mounted on my cock.

June eventually broke away and giggled. “I can’t believe I just had sex in the back of a limousine.”

Kim snorted. “I can. You’ve been like a kid in a candy store ever since Hong Kong.”

“I know! I love it! Now your turn. You’ve never had sex in the back of a limousine before, have you?”

Kim blushed. “Uh, no.”

“You want to have sex in the back of a limousine?” June moved to quickly dismount me.

“I’m good,” Kim assured her. “Let him save it for Dawn tonight.”

June shrugged. “You don’t need to make him POP. Just hop on and go for a ride. We’ve got… ten minutes left.”

Kim waggled her head. “That’s not really enough time to--”

“Kimiko, I’m ordering you to climb onto Ben’s dick reverse-cowgirl so I can lick you at the same time. NOW!”

“Yes, Mistress,” Kim intoned with a twinkle in her eyes, and she reached beneath her dress to quickly strip her panties off.

I shared an amused look with Dawn, who merely smirked at me as June dismounted my dick with a wet squish and then knelt on the floor as Kim moved to straddle my lap reverse-cowgirl with her tight dress pulled up to her waist. June did the honors of guiding my prick into Kim’s ultra-tight twat, and all three of us groaned as my hanamuguri sank herself down inch-by-inch.

And then June ducked her head in and started licking.

Once we got going, though, I turned my focus back to Dawn, intent on resuming our silent conversation where we’d left off. And I started by giving her a look that clearly said, ‘We’re still finishing this.’

Dawn folded her arms, sighed, and scowled by way of clearly answering, Do we really HAVE to?

Me, glaring: ‘Yes, we do.’

Dawn, rolling her eyes: You’re reading way too much into this.

Me, scowling: ‘I don’t think so.’

Dawn, gesturing with her eyes: Can you please just focus your attention on your baby mama who’s humping herself up and down in your lap as if she wants you to breed her again?

Me, rolling my eyes and waggling my hips: ‘Kim and June can take care of themselves. I’m just an organic dildo right now.’

Dawn, tapping her watch: Ugh. We’ve only got ten minutes - excuse me: nine minutes - until we drop off these two. Can’t it wait until we’re alone at my place?

Me, raising my eyebrows: ‘We’re going to MY place, remember? Adrienne hasn’t texted you back yet, has she?’

Dawn pursed her lips, sighed, and fished into her coat pocket for her phone.

When Dawn first agreed to be my date for the JKE Holiday Party, the original plan had been for the limo to drop off all four of us at my house. Admittedly, I had some thoughts about us all coming home drunk and horny and having an epic foursome together.

Adrienne unexpectedly moving into my bedroom obviously changed the situation quite a bit, of course. Given her lack of interest in sexual activity, as of this morning the plan was to drop off Dawn at her place first before returning me, Kim, and June home so I could be with Adrienne, sex or no sex. She was that important to me.

But I’d been texting back and forth with Adrienne throughout the evening, just to check on her. Sometime around 8:30PM she’d asked how drunk and horny Dawn was by now, and I’d replied back that my date was VERY drunk and horny. That’s when Adrienne convinced me she’d be just fine on her own tonight, that I shouldn’t worry about her, and that I should spend the night at Dawn’s so the two of us best friends could fuck each other’s brains out after a night downtown. Admittedly, I was pretty drunk and horny myself, so I wasn’t that hard to convince.

But that had been at 8:30PM. Now it was pushing 9:30PM, and Adrienne hadn’t been returning any of my texts, starting with the one where I’d sent her a message that we were leaving the venue a little early and ending with an imperative: “Text me back so I know you’re okay!” I even had Dawn texting her as well.

I probably should’ve called her, actually, but by then June started crawling all over me.

Dawn and I weren’t the only ones who’d been drunk and horny at the party. Well, Kim wasn’t drunk, but she was still horny. June had been buzzing quite happily, and over the next few days in the office, I’d end up overhearing more than a few people remark about how… nice… June had been to them at the party. Anyways, when Dawn and I found her and Kim on the dance floor and told them we were leaving early, they’d been more than happy to pack up and head home. Both girls had continued holding hands and dancing their way down the promenade, into the elevator, out of the elevator, and even in the hotel lobby while we waited for the limo to pull up under the porte cochere.

Dawn and I were… less ebullient. I mean, we were still pretty drunk, and maybe even a little horny, but the abruptness with the way Dawn had said goodbye to Penny and Dalton and ended our evening had washed away our ardor like a tidal wave. And as the limo pulled up, I only had one thought on my mind: Dawn and I needed to TALK.

Well, make that two thoughts. I’d texted Adrienne to let her know we were leaving early, remember? And she still hadn’t texted me back. That’s when I told Dawn that unless Adrienne texted back or otherwise let me know she was alright, I’d be getting out of the limo at my house to go check on her and it was Dawn’s choice whether or not to come with me.

Of course, June and Kim hadn’t been paying much attention to me and Dawn doing our silent conversation thing. June had started talking loudly about having sex as soon as humanly possible, and I had been quick to raise the privacy screen between us and the driver. My perky little lovesick puppy was quite eager for us to all fall into bed together, but I gently deflected her by stating that (A) I didn’t want the four of us to have an epic foursome at our house while Adrienne was in my bedroom remaining celibate, and (B) I didn’t want the four of us to have an epic foursome at Dawn’s house either because then Adrienne would be home alone without supervision longer than I wanted her to be. June had pouted, but Kim understood my concern.

But then Dawn asked June if she’d ever had limo sex before. I’d narrowed my eyes immediately at my best friend, shooting her a look that clearly said, ‘Really?’

Dawn shrugged: What? We’re trapped in here for at least half an hour and we’re not going to have a serious conversation about this with Kim and June in the car.

I narrowed my eyebrows again: ‘Well we could. Would save them time trying to pump you for information later.’

Dawn actually snickered: Pay attention to the lovesick puppy in your lap.

And yeah, I had a lovesick puppy in my lap. June had jumped at the chance to fuck me, giving me such a look of eager excitement that I didn’t have the heart to neuter her enthusiasm.

So Kim and Dawn had given me a tandem blowjob to get me hard while June knelt beside me playing tonsil hockey with our tongues. We got June mounted shortly after that, and the rest you know. I held June’s narrow waist in my hands as she humped herself up and down my shiny slick pole with drunken enthusiasm and made out with Kim while my hanamuguri held my head. We got June up to a quick climax, but rather than sate her lust it only seemed to energize her, and she fucked me even harder going for two.

Finally, she grunted, “Ngh! Ngh! Ngh! Ngh! NGH!!!”

June humped herself on me one last time as she tightened up and came, clutching my upper arms so hard I was a little afraid she’d break a bone. I felt her sweetly snug snatch spasm around my imbedded schlong, and she shuddered several times before setting her forehead down on my shoulder and sighing in sincere satisfaction. She seemed rather lightheaded at the moment.

At the same time, I broke my lips away from Kim’s to clench my teeth and clench my Kegels as well to keep from prematurely popping off. My baby mama moaned, June quickly turned her head to capture Kim’s mouth with hers, and the pair of pretty Asian beauties made out with each other hot and heavy while June remained quite happily mounted on my cock.

Of course, our sexual activities did not end there. June ordered Kim to mount me reverse-cowgirl. I resumed my silent communication with Dawn, and now you’re finally up to speed.

No, Adrienne hasn’t texted back, Dawn told me without actually telling me.

I pursed my lips and looked out the window, wondering what was going on. I wanted to believe it was no big deal. After all, she’d seemed perfectly content an hour ago, so there was really no reason for me to fear that she’d walked out into the traffic intent on ending her sad life or anything super-drastic like that. Looking out the window, I realized that we were exiting I-80 and would be home soon enough for me to find out what was going on.

As Kim continued to gyrate in my lap, I also realized I’d need to speed things up. First, I grabbed June’s head and tugged it tighter into Kim’s crotch, not letting go until I could feel my co-worker start to really go after her best friend’s box with increased energetic fervor. Then, I dug my hands into the top of Kim’s strapless dark blue dress so that I could tweak her puffy nipples between my fingertips. At the same time, I bent my head to start gnawing on her neck. And of course I knew how to work my hips to really carve my cock around the contours of her near-creaming cunt.

The effect was immediate. Kim took over grabbing June’s head and mashing it against her crotch. My baby mama moaned into my ear while I continued to manhandle her body. I started flexing my legs to add an up-and-down component the way I fucked her, just an inch or so. But it was enough as I could hear the pretty Japanese babe whimper and coo and finally squeal in blissful ecstasy as a deeply-satisfying orgasm tore throughout her body.

I wasn’t planning to ejaculate. I’d been quite focused on Kim’s pleasure, not my own. Really, all I wanted to do was get Kim off, and then get Kim off (off my lap, that is), so that I could hurry inside and make sure that my Adrienne… quite possibly the greatest love of my life… was safe and sound.

Kim’s cunt contracted around my sheathed shaft and her climax started coaxing out my creamy cum, but it only started. I actually clenched my teeth and tried to hold on, and probably would’ve succeeded had June not popped Kim’s pussy off my prick and inhaled me down to the root instead. I suddenly found every last inch of my dick disappearing down June’s still untrained throat, although in this moment my cute co-worker did successfully suck down the entire thing.

She swallowed reflexively, the milking muscles of her throat more than I could handle at the moment. The pleasure was intense, and all of a sudden, I was shooting strings of sticky sperm straight into June’s stomach.

“FUCKING AAAAAHHHHH!!!” I grunted in surprise as the dam burst. My head flopped back against the limo’s headrest as my hips lunged upward, impaling June’s face even deeper. She held the recoil without choking, holding onto my hips for dear life while swallowing as fast as she could.

“AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!” I grunted again.

“AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!” I grunted one more time.

“Aaauuuggghhh!” I wheezed as the strength left me, and then I collapsed in my seat.

Moments later, the limo pulled to a stop. Kim quickly shot off my lap and slid over to her seat. June looked a little green around the gills after swallowing all that sperm, but she focused with laser-like intensity on my pants and got me buttoned-up and put away in no time flat (she’d had a lot of practice from our brainstorming sessions). I mean yeah, the entire cabin smelled like sex, but at least we were all decent by the time the driver circled around to the rear passenger side door of the stretch limo and opened it up.

Only then did I notice Kim’s panties were on the seat beside me, so I snatched them up and shoved them into my pocket. I was a little too late though, because I saw the driver smirk at me knowingly.

Finally, I stepped out of the vehicle and then reached back to help the girls out one-by-one. My legs felt a bit wobbly after that massive ejaculation, but I managed to sign the paperwork to pay the man and then stagger up the porch steps of the house.

My key snicked in the lock and I let everyone inside. June was still buzzing and both girls were still giggly as they headed off toward June’s bedroom. As for me, I was in too much of a hurry to get upstairs and find Adrienne. I wanted to believe she’d simply fallen asleep and couldn’t hear her phone on silent. I wanted to believe she’d been taking a nice long bubble bath to relax. I did NOT want to believe anything bad had happened to her, but my overactive imagination had conjured up a thousand different scenarios, many of which ended in doom and gloom.

Somehow, though, I never actually imagined what turned out to be the truth. Never in a million years would I have expected it.

The bathroom was empty, so there went my bubble bath theory. My bedroom door was closed, so I was still hopeful she was just asleep. But as I reached for the knob, I heard her moan.

“Holy fuck… I’m gonna cum…” Adrienne breathed, clearly in the throes of imminent climax.

“You’re so good! You’re so fucking good!” she whimpered a moment later. “Pound that big dick inside me! Harder, baby! Hammer me harder! I love it! I love it! So fucking good!”

My hand fell away from the knob as my eyes went big in surprise. I glanced over my shoulder and found Dawn standing behind me, her eyes equally big. I didn’t know WHAT to think. I mean, I was absolutely positive that Adrienne would never have sex with another man, period. I was even MORE positive that she’d never have sex with another man ON MY BED. I was absofreakinglutely SURE that whatever big dick Adrienne howled about hammering her harder was one of the Ben Juniors being weaponized by one of the other girls. Probably Eden.

But I didn’t know for sure, you know?

“Pound me with your big dick! Deeper! Harder! I’m CCCCUUUUUMMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!!”

I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed the knob, twisted it, and burst into the room.

“FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!” Adrienne screamed at the top of her lungs, her naked body sweaty and glorious with big beautiful breasts bobbing all over the place as she writhed and wriggled on her back in the middle of my bed. As overwhelming as her orgasm must’ve been, there was no way she could’ve noticed that Dawn and I had entered the room.

But the completely naked redhead between her thighs certainly noticed.

Like the proverbial kid caught with a cookie in hand next to an open candy jar, Summer turned and instinctively tried to hide the Ben Junior behind her back.

Holy shit those are spectacular breasts.

Dude, not now.

Summer blushed bright pink and seemingly couldn’t decide whether to look at me or Dawn. She finally settled on Dawn, muttering a lame, “Umm… Hi, guys… You're home early.”

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