David shrugged to let Alex guess that she was without him having to say it.
“So that means that what you did with Chloe wasn’t serious,” Alex stated.
“She has some self-confidence issues. From what I understand, she never dated any guys in high school.”
“She was a late bloomer, but I love her look now. I like long and skinny,” Alex said. “How did you two hook up?”
“She’s on the rowing team with Cassidy. I’ve been helping Cassidy become a leader, which she totally takes advantage of. One of their team-building activities was to do a scavenger hunt. The big point-getter was me succumbing to them and allowing them to give me head,” David shared.
“They couldn’t have waited until the fall for that? I would have volunteered to let them all suck my dick.”
David had no doubt about Alex’s proclamation. He might have to get t-shirts made to announce his willingness to receive head.
“Anyway,” David said, ignoring Alex, “Chloe pulled the ‘I’m a lesbian and want to see what I’m missing’ card. So, I let her.”
“Only the one time?”
“Crystal sort of felt that Chloe needed training, so it happened several times,” David admitted.
“The next girl I’m seriously interested in that gives bad head I am sending to you because Chloe is the best I’ve ever had. Good job, man,” Alex said.
“A lot of that is on Chloe, but thanks, I guess.”
“One last question: since when did you start sharing what happens behind closed doors? I thought that was part of the Dawson Code,” Alex teased.
“Here’s the deaclass="underline" Chloe is a little gun-shy when it comes to relationships. I told her that she needed to take charge so that she feels in control. I want you to pay her a lot of attention and follow her lead,” David said.
Alex was suddenly in his personal space and hugging David fiercely.
“Get off of me,” David grumped.
“You are by far the best friend I’ve ever had. Now, if you’d just bone my sister, so she quits obsessing about her V-card, you’ll be up for sainthood.”
“About that …”
“Dude, you’re killing me,” Alex whined.
“I like your sister … as a friend. It would just be a onetime event, and I would feel horrible if she thought it might lead to more.”
“Just tell her that,” Alex said.
“The problem is that when I have sex with someone, it changes things. I have a side of me that wants to claim all those women as mine. I would make a great old-school Mormon,” David explained.
“What about Chloe?”
“She knows the score. Plus, she told me she wanted to sleep with you. She said she knew I would make her first time go well. Chloe said with you, the two of you would both have been virgins, and it could have gotten awkward. She thinks that after she’s had some experience, she could help guide you better,” David shared.
“You’re so full of shit. You think she’s hot, too,” Alex said to call David on his BS.
“Are you saying that you’re not interested?” David fired back.
“Hell, no. I just like watching you squirm.”
“Then be a good little boy and let Chloe make you a man,” David suggested.
“Like I said … best friend ever.”
◊◊◊
All four of them were in high spirits when they made their way to salsa class. David reasoned that since Cali was the birthplace of salsa, it was mandatory that they either learned the dance or went out and winged it.
In high school, he’d ended up in a dance class for his PE elective. The main focus was on hip hop, but they did learn other dances. While he hadn’t learned to salsa, they’d taught him to tango. He asked the teacher if they were similar.
She said that if a couple appears to be gliding across the floor in an intimate and sensual embrace, that was the tango. Salsa was more of a party, open kind of dance where there’s a lot of spinning and hip wiggling.
He’d later learned to salsa and did more than a bit of it while filming The Royal Palm in Cuba. But that was two years ago, and he’d admit to being a bit rusty.
“Oh, man. David loves to wiggle his hips,” Fritz commented.
‘Yep. It was time for new security,’ David decided. He couldn’t really follow through on that because Fritz was right; he did like to wiggle his hips.
Being the smart boy he was, Alex insisted that David dance with his sister.
“You any good at this?” David asked Nat.
“I’ve been dancing the salsa since I could walk. Try to keep up,” she said with a challenging grin.
Their teacher for the class, a young woman with long blond curly hair in a bodysuit, got their attention.
“Let’s get started with the first basic step. Step forward … one, two … then back … one, two, three … then forward … one, two, three,” she said to demonstrate.
It looked to David like a sexy cat-walk as she moved her hips and arms to the beat of the music.
“This is boring,” Nat said as she left the line, stepped in front of David, and put her arms out for him to join her. “I’m going to lead at first until you get the hang of it.”
Since David had salsaed in Cuba, it wasn’t long before he got a feel for the Colombian version. He and Nat were soon flying around the floor. Alex and Chloe tried to follow suit, but it was slower going for them since Chloe was new to salsa. The teacher was good because she just went with their flow and provided helpful pointers.
At the break, he and Nat grabbed bottles of water and relaxed.
“This is harder than I remembered,” David admitted.
“You can work up a sweat,” Nat agreed.
Alex and Chloe sat down next to them.
“When we get back, I want to see your Bugattis,” David said and then turned to Chloe. “Rumor has it that Alex has one for every day of the week.”
“Not anymore,” Nat chirped.
Alex gave her a scowl before explaining.
“There was a bit of a snag in my plan. When I got them, the dealer didn’t mention the cost of maintenance. The manufacturer recommends that the massive quad-turbocharged 16-cylinder engine receive an oil change every fourteen months or 10,000 miles. Guess how much that costs?”
“Fifty bucks,” David guessed.
“I wish. Try $25,000.”
“Wow. And you had seven of them?” David asked.
“Hang on, it gets better. They said that it was recommended that the wheels be changed at the same time.”
“They must have seen how he drove them around town,” Nat added.
“I’m afraid to ask,” David said.
“$50,000. And that’s just for the wheels. The specially designed tires run from $8,000 for all-seasons to $42,000 for a set of high-performance summer rubber.”
“I take it your allowance didn’t cover that,” David said with a knowing grin.
“Dad made the dealer come get all of them and give us the money back because he forgot to share what it would cost to run them. Alex got to drive them for a year, though,” Nat shared.
‘More like the Sandoval name made the dealer think hard about screwing them, but some things aren’t worth the risk,’ David thought.
Alex and Chloe used the restroom while David and Nat chatted. When they returned, Alex and Chloe were like two schoolkids giggling as they huddled across the room.
“I think I’ve created a nympho,” Alex teased as he stepped closer to Chloe.
David and Nat glanced at each other as if to ask what had happened.
“Looks who’s talking. I think I might have secretly always been one. You just helped release the beast,” Chloe said.
Alex gave her a predatory look.
“I have an inner beast of my own,” he announced as he pulled her into his arms. “I want to take you home and touch every inch of your sexy little body.”
Chloe made a whimpering sound that even had Mr. Happy interested.
Alex’s mouth moved along her neck, and he sucked on her earlobe.
“I plan to run my hands all over your body as I do follow-ups with my tongue. I want to take you every way possible and make you mine,” Alex said in a sexy voice.