“Tami! You know I don’t talk about stuff like that,” I complained.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Are you still seeing Tracy and Pam for sex?”
“Okay, enough. That’s not something I’m comfortable talking about.”
“Sorry,” she said.
The sadness in her voice kind of summed up where we were with each other now. We now had limits on what we would discuss. That used to not be the case. Looking at it more closely, it was me who’d set the limits. I didn’t want to hear about Simon, and I didn’t want to share my most intimate feelings.
We talked for a while longer. I missed Tami, but I wouldn’t get to see her until she came home in May.
I’D GOTTEN A HOTEL room at the Hyatt, which was the same place they were having the dance. Teddy Wesleyan had invited me to his suite at five. The dinner started at six-thirty, and I was meeting Harper and Missy at six. I had come up early to surprise them. I was checked in and unpacked by two o’clock. I went downstairs so I could go to their dorm. I wanted to see the rest of Tami’s friends while I was here.
I was surprised when I discovered Missy in the lobby; I wondered if Tami had tipped her off. I snuck up behind her and wrapped my arms around her as I kissed her neck. She stiffened when she felt my desire rubbing her butt.
“Come on. Let’s go have some fun before the dance,” I whispered.
I took her hand and we went back up to my room. It was a race to see who could get undressed the fastest. I missed my redheaded bombshell. She was hotter than I remembered as I feasted on her delectable body, and she responded with an enthusiasm I had never seen in her before.
When I buried my condom-covered member into her, it was like taking her virginity again. She was marvelously tight. I had to go slow and work to get her to the point she could accept all of me. When we finally were joined, and she could accommodate me, we began that age-old dance in earnest.
“Hell YES!” she yelled.
I began to chuckle because I’d never heard Missy cuss. She came hard, so I slowed down to give her a break. I pulled out, flipped her over, and took her from behind, which allowed me to get in deeper. Missy became a hellcat in bed. Always before we had been slower and gentler, but I guess we just missed each other.
I reach under her, played with her breasts, and as I squeezed her nipples she went off again. It was more than I could take, and I came hard. I rolled off her and got up to dispose of my condom. I came back to cuddle and noticed a mark under her breast.
“I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” I asked.
“No, that’s a birthmark,” she told me.
I froze. She got a big smile on her face.
“Hi, David, I’m Lisa,” Missy’s sister told me.
“Oh, Shit! I’m so dead!” I cried.
I felt physically ill. I’d just slept with Missy’s sister! How was I ever going to explain this to her?
“What’re we supposed to say to your sister?” I asked.
“She said to invite her up when we were done,” Lisa said.
“She knows?” I blurted out.
My mind was not catching up with this. Then I remembered when my mom had first met her, Missy told her she and her sister sometimes ‘switched.’
“Okay, talk to me; and use little bitty words, because I’m freaking out right now,” I begged.
She grabbed her phone and sent a text. There was an immediate knock on my door. Lisa jumped up and answered it with both of us still naked. Missy saw me and ran into my arms.
“I’m so sorry ...” I started.
I felt like I had cheated on her. Missy saw my reaction and I could tell she felt bad.
“David, it’s okay. Lisa wanted you to be her first. I told her you’d never do it if you didn’t get to know her first. I feel bad we hurt you.”
“You’re not mad at me?” I asked.
“No, honey, we set you up. I wanted you to sleep with my sister. We normally do most things together. She’s been jealous of you and me making love, so I figured it would be an early Christmas present for the both of you,” she said, patting my hand. “Did you have fun?”
I looked at Lisa, and she had a worried look on her face. I smiled at her, which made her relax.
“Yes. You two are very special women, but I was afraid I ruined our friendship. I care for you too much to ever want to hurt you,” I said, and pulled Missy into a kiss.
When the kiss finally ended, I saw Lisa had picked up her clothes and put on a robe. She came over and kissed me.
“I have a room here, too. I’ll let you two spend some time together, and see you at the dance,” Lisa said, and then left.
Missy and I took our time and made slow, gentle love. I wanted her to know how much I cared for her. When we were done, I fell asleep with her caressing my hair. I could get used to this, as long as I could figure out a way to tell the twins apart!
WHEN I WOKE UP, MISSY and I went another round in the shower. When we came out we found Lisa was back. I quickly put on my boxers, and Missy got dressed. Lisa and Missy hugged each other. I was happy to see I hadn’t hurt their relationship.
“I promised Teddy Wesleyan I’d stop by his suite before the dance. Would you ladies like to join me?”
“Nope. We have to get ready; we’ll meet you downstairs. Harper gets you tonight,” Missy told me. “We’re all meeting for breakfast, then Sarah gets you until it’s time to leave for the airport. You have to be on the road by eleven o’clock if you plan on making it to the airport on time.”
“Sounds like you gals have this planned out to the minute,” I teased.
I kissed both girls and they went to get ready. I pulled my dark green slacks and a white shirt out. I’d been given a tie with Christmas ornaments on it. I think Greg gave it to Dad for Christmas one year. I then put on my red jacket. It was a little more colorful outfit than I liked to wear, but Mom assured me it looked good. If nothing else, it was festive.
TEDDY HAD BOOKED THE largest suite they had. His mom answered the door.
“Cynthia, good to see you,” I said, as she offered her cheek and I kissed it.
“Now don’t be mad, we’ve arranged a little ambush for you,” she said.
She led me into the living room where Teddy was talking to the University of Kentucky’s head football coach, Coach Styles. We saw each other at the same time, and both looked confused. I was glad to see Coach Styles wasn’t in on this. I went up and shook the man’s hand.
“I think Teddy’s been a bad boy,” I said.
“I’ll agree with that.”
Teddy and Cynthia left us alone.
“David, I’m sorry about this. If I’d known, I would’ve refused to come.”
“Like you’ll ever get your major donors to be good,” I said.
“I’d better! I don’t need to mess anything up with the NCAA, and I also don’t want to mess anything up for you.”
“Since we have an hour, want to sit down and talk?” I asked.
“Yes, as a matter of fact, I would. I want to tell you Kentucky is looking forward to you joining us. I’m sure we can find a spot for John when you walk onto campus,” he teased me.
John Phillips was their up-and-coming quarterback. It looked like he’d be starting next year, and Coach Styles knew we were good friends.
“Did I see you got Trevor Allen to commit?” I asked.
Trevor was an offensive lineman I’d gone one-on-one against at Kentucky’s football camp. He was a beast. I would love to see him and Jim blocking for me.
“Yes, he signed during the fall signing period. It looks like we’re going to have another good class.”
Last year Kentucky had pulled in a ‘Top 15’ recruiting class, which was something unheard of before Coach Styles got there. Given how well they did this year, I was surprised they’d had such a good recruiting class coming in. After a terrific start, their season had gone south in a hurry. They lost their last five games to finish 5–7, just one game short of getting a bowl bid.