What Came Next

Tracy lay down next to me with her breasts, still uncovered, resting on my chest. We stayed like that for the longest time, sometimes kissing, sometimes stroking each other here or there, but mostly just lying next to each other, until the sound of Micah clearing his throat from a little way off brought us back to reality.

I looked up. Micah & Sandra were standing just a little bit off our blanket. They were both wrapped in towels and were holding their swim suits in their hands. They were both grinning from ear to ear as they watched us.

“Looks like you two hit it off, after all,” Micah said. “It’s getting kinda late. We need to get inside & get cleaned up before the girls’ folks get home.”

We scrambled up and I started picking up the towels and our blanket, while Tracy readjusted her bikini top and tied it again behind her neck. Then the four of us went back into the house and separated, the girls going into Sandra’s bedroom, and Micah leading me to the bathroom across the hall. When we were both inside he shut the door and turned to face me.

“You lucky son of a bitch,” he said, “she let you see her tits the first time?”

“Not just see. She let me suck on ’em, too.”

“I know, we saw,” Micah said.

“You,” I trailed off, suddenly embarrassed.

“Yeah, we saw,” he continued. “Sandra actually stopped fucking me to watch you two. You bastard.” Micah was grinning. I started to try to say something, but he kept going. “Man, I could tell Tracy was into you when we were watching the movie, but I never thought you’d get her to jack you off the first night. Did you finger her?”

“No, she wouldn’t let me.”

“Hm,” was all he said to that. “Come on, we better get dressed & get out of here.”

We changed back into our street clothes and shoved our swim suits & towels into our duffel bags, then went back out into the hall. We stood there waiting for a couple minutes, then the girls came out, dressed in their shorts & t-shirts again.

“I think you guys probably should go before they get back,” Sandra said. We paired off again and went downstairs to the entry hall. Tracy and I stood by the door, holding hands, while Micah and Sandra stood back a ways in the living room and just kissed.

“Tracy,” I said, “it was nice to meet you.” It sounded stupid as soon as I said it. I tried to pull it out. “What you, I mean, what we, out there,” I stammered, trailing off again.

“Yeah,” Tracy answered. Then she smiled and kissed me.

That shook me out of my nervousness a little bit. She really was into me! I still wasn’t sure what to make of that, but this girl had just let me suck on her breasts and then jacked me off; and she was still smiling and kissing me! Without thinking, I said the first thing that came to me. “I love you. Can I see you again tomorrow?”

She stopped smiling. I thought I’d totally blown it, but then she said, “I’m leaving with my mom & dad tomorrow to go stay with my grandma up in Marysville for a week.”

“Oh,” I said, and let go of her hand.

She still held onto my hand though, and didn’t let it drop. “But we’ll be coming back here for another couple days after. We could…try to get together then?”

“Yeah, that’d be great,” I said, suddenly grinning like an idiot. Right about then Micah came over to the door and grabbed my shoulder.

“Come on, Tom. Let’s go.”

The girls closed the door after us, and we climbed into the cab of my pickup truck to head for home. I didn’t say anything, but must have still had the same stupid grin on my face, because after a few minutes I noticed that Micah was staring at me with his own silly grin.

“What?” I asked.

“Dude, she is so into you,” he said, still grinning. “Do you know why she didn’t let you finger her?”

“What?” I repeated.

“Before we left, I asked Sandra. She said Tracy totally wanted to do you tonight but she’s on the rag.”

“What?” I asked, knowing I was sounding kind of like a broken record.

“Tom, she likes you. She’s hot for you. She wants to fuck you, dude, but she’s on the rag right now.”

I was letting that sink in for a minute.