It was while the wanton brunette turned her head to scoop up a stray dollop of cum from Nick’s low-hanging balls that Mia and Ashley’s gazes met. Ashley felt cold all over as she realized that Mia’s smoky blue eyes were fixed on her. For a second the slim blonde felt on the verge of panic, ashamed and terrified and unable to think. She definitely didn’t expect Mia’s surprised stare to turn into a complicit wink as she kept nursing on Nick’s slippery shaft with renewed vigor. The image of Mia’s cocksucking lips slowly curling up in a dick-stretched smile remained etched in Ashley’s mind as she stepped back in the shadows of the hall and silently retreated to the living room.
The next twenty minutes felt agonizingly slow to Ashley, who sat on the couch fidgeting while trying to settle her thumping heartbeat and quick breathing. Despite having just cum, or maybe because of the circumstances of her climax, her pussy was still dripping wet and in need of further attention. Ashley fought with her arousal and guilt while in the background she could hear Mia and Nick go through their post-assfuck ritual of cuddling while playing a couple of cheesy pop punk tunes by one of those obscure bands from the nineties that they both liked so much. A shower together followed, as usual, and Ashley sat through it all, nervously twiddling her thumbs.
While she waited on the couch, a stinging sense of jealousy emerged from Ashley’s emotional turmoil as she realized how intimate and close Mia and Nick were, more so than any formally definable couple she could think of. “More than me and Josh for sure…” she heard herself mumble.
The sounds of the bathroom door opening then closing, followed by a girly giggle and some murmuring in the hallway, snapped Ashley out of her bitter reverie and warned her that Mia and Nick were done with their shower. She had regained most of her composure when, a couple of minutes later, Mia made her appearance.
“Hey, Ash,” Mia greeted her in her lazy, husky voice. Tied back in a ponytail, her long black hair was still shining wet from the shower. Her pale face was glowing and her whole voluptuous body radiated that satisfied, freshly-fucked vibe that she got after her every visit to Nick’s bedroom.
“Hi, Mia,” the slim blonde replied, her cheeks burning under Mia’s smirking stare. Ashley felt too embarrassed to meet Mia’s eyes, so she lowered her gaze. She regretted it immediately: the sight of her friend’s ample cleavage squeezed inside her blue tank top didn’t help attenuate Ashley’s nervousness at all. She was biting her lips while Mia walked in front of her, her bouncy jeans-clad bubble-butt swaying before Ashley’s flushed face as the brunette came to sit right beside her.
“So,” Mia purred, tilting her head as she patted Ashley’s arm and scooted closer to her on the couch, “you look like you enjoyed the show, eh Ash?”
“Uhm, yeah about that,” Ashley stammered apologetically, “I didn’t mean to… Well, I sort of did, in a way, but… Oh my god, that didn’t come out right, did it? I’m sorry, it’s just…”
Nick’s deep, calm voice came to her rescue. “Hey Ash! I didn’t hear you coming in,” he said, stepping inside the room wearing just his glasses, a pair of striped boxers and a faded Dead Kennedys T-shirt. “Didn’t Josh tell you? They’re having all the interns stay in late today. I assume one of them will be chosen to be sacrificed to their Evil Lawyer Overlord as soon as darkness falls.”
“Yeah, he told me,” Ashley chuckled, glad to change the subject. “But I actually came to talk to you, Nick, about Josh’s birthday tomorrow.”
“I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: you’re way too good for that jerk, honey,” Mia declared, softly caressing her blonde friend’s forearm from wrist to elbow one last time before standing up to leave. “Well, time to go. I’ll let you guys talk. I gotta swing by my place and I’m already late for class as it is. And I blame you for that, you know!” she finished, pressing herself against Nick and poking her forefinger into his chest.
“Oh, really?” Nick grinned, wrapping his long arms around Mia’s waist and caressing her plump juicy ass as she hugged him tight and joined her lips with his in a tender parting smooch. “Should I remind you the exact sequence of events that led to your being late right now?”
Laughing throatily at Nick’s teasing, reaching her hand low to cup his cock through his boxers, Mia shrugged: “Fine, I guess we could share the blame after all.”
“That seems fair,” Nick nodded, “but if you want we can analyze this more thoroughly later. Around dinner time, maybe?”
“Deal. I’ll even bring pizza,” Mia added, disentangling her curvy frame from Nick’s embrace and strutting her way to the door. “See you, guys!”
Once they were alone, Nick took Mia’s seat by Ashley’s side. “So,” he said, “what about Josh’s party? Any change of plans or are we still going to that ridiculous wine bar he likes?”
“No, no change of plans. I just wanted to, uhm, surprise him… I was thinking of waiting for him here when he gets back from work tomorrow, before he’s supposed to come pick me up for the party and, well…” she trailed off nervously as she met Nick’s penetrating, intense brown eyes. “I kind of need you not to be here when that happens, Nick. I have to be alone when Josh gets here, to give him my, uhm, gift, I guess you could call it, so…”
“No problem, I won’t be here,” Nick replied. “My Ethics professor has organized a conference about Kierkegaard with this Danish writer around that time, and I’m pretty much forced to go. In fact, I might get to the party a bit late but I’ll meet you there as soon as possible.”
“Okay. Thanks a lot, Nick.”
He just smiled and nodded, always keeping his scrutinizing gaze on her. Then, as if he was reading Ashley’s thoughts through her bright hazel eyes, he added: “So you’re letting him fuck you in the ass tomorrow, uh. That’s quite the birthday present, Ash.”