you can stay with me for a few days if you want to. I’ve got a small apartment that I share with another couple in order to keep down the expenses. But you can come stay with us if you decide you’d like to come up and check things out for yourself.”
“Thank you, I appreciate that,” I said, escorting her to the door, opening it. Diane hadn’t finished re-buttoning her blouse though she had put it back on, and I wondered if she had done that on purpose as she seemed to be in no hurry to do so as we descended back down the stairs. I was a little surprised to see Kris, June and Michelle all sitting in the living room as we did so, immediately spotting Diane as she only then began doing up her buttons.
“Hi again,” she grinned seeing them, receiving two smiles in return. It was at that moment we all heard the sound of a car honking outside in the driveway. I continued walking her to the door as she gave herself a quick final check making sure all was presentable. Diane leaned over, kissing me, deeply. “Don’t forget what I said…you have my number.”
“I won’t,” I said, feeling my face blushing as I opened the door for her. She stepped out onto the porch, waving back at me, and then ran to the car where her father sat waiting for her. He too smiled and waved at me, which I returned. I stood watching them pull out of the driveway, then sensed movement behind as June and Michelle came towards me. They too were leaving, though I only then realized they were. Michelle made a point of turning, brushing against me, her breasts just grazing my chest as she did so.
“Bye Robbie,” she purred knowingly. “See you again soon I hope,” she stated as she slithered out the door, June right behind her, though she didn’t make it nearly as obvious as she said nearly the same, adding a wink to it as she passed. I now stood watching the two of them get into their car, a sense of Xavier Somewhere behind me, her eyes boring into me like twin drills going into a piece of wood. I stepped back, closing the door, turning. Sure enough Xavierwas still sitting on the couch looking towards me.
“So…you and Diane have a nice visit?” She asked, emphasizing the word.
“Yes, we did,” I answered back easily, passing by the couch she was sitting on, heading into the kitchen area. Not too surprisingly, Xavierfollowed. It was only then that I noticed she was wearing one of my old sleeveless sweatshirts, which she’d also cut off baring her midsection, barely even covering her boobs.
In addition to that, she wore only a single pair of white women’s briefs that admittedly looked sexy as hell on her as she pulled out a chair by the kitchen table sitting down. I opened the refrigerator peering in, my peripheral vision spotting her as she did that.
It was obvious she was fishing for information, but even if she came right out and asked me directly if we’d done anything, I wasn’t about to tell her either way. As much as she might have wanted to, she didn’t, though I could see her struggling with it wanting to.
“Want some juice?” I asked for orange juice rather than coke. It was getting late, and I didn’t need the extra caffeine if I was planning on going to bed soon.
“Yeah, thanks,” she said somewhat solemnly. I poured us both a glass, taking a chair sitting down across from her at the table.
“So…you three have a good time too?” I asked, telling her in an instant that I certainly had, getting a look almost immediately that she heard distinctly what I’d just said in informing her what was already obvious.
“No…not really. I wasn’t really in the mood myself, though Michelle and June sure where. They went at one another like a pair of randy minks,” she finished waiting for my reaction.
“That’s too bad…why not?” I then asked to take a sip of my juice.
“It’s kind of fun, in a way,” she admitted, “Being with them and all…but unlike Michelle, I’m not gay, and though June won’t come right out and admit it, she’s definitely bi-sexual. She enjoys women every bit as much as she enjoys being with a man. As for myself, I can’t say I’m even close to being that. More curious, and certainly open-minded about it I suppose, but I’d much prefer a nice stiff cock.”
Once again, I looked at her as she spoke. The one dead giveaway about Xavier That I had always known, when she started talking dirty, she was definitely horny. And admit it or not, I got the distinct impression that she was.
“Speaking of which,” I now tossed out. “How’s things with Luke these days?”
By the look in her eyes, I could see that it was a touchy subject. “We’re not exactly speaking at the moment,” she told me. “And if you don’t mind…I’d rather not talk about him either.”
We sat in silence sipping our juices though we continued looking at one another across the table. Finally I spoke, surprising her by my comment, seeing her eyes light up briefly when I did.
“By the way Kris, I have to admit, you do look rather sexy sitting there in my cut off sweatshirt,” I offered. “It barely covers your tits, though I’m sure mom and dad wouldn’t be too terribly pleased to see you wearing something like that, even in front of me.”