Joe stays for a Sleepover. Just a lot of hot, sticky sex. Forewarned.
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Having at least made an effort towards calming down the agitation caused by our new roommate Robin, and stopping Jimbo from doing anything stupider than usual, I was looking forward to a little relaxation.
Beth and Debbie had decided it might be nice to invite Joe over for a ‘sleepover’ and I was still not entirely sure what they had in mind.
By the time I made it to the rear porch after my discussion with Robin, it was deserted. I headed inside, stopping to get a drink. I was all ‘beered’ out, and switched to the single malt. Not always a good idea, but I was so full I couldn’t stand the idea of another beer, but a little sipping whiskey seemed to be just what the doctor ordered.
I found a beautiful sight waiting in the living room. Debbie and Beth had Joe bracketed on the couch, and it looks like they were both whispering in his ears. I would have loved to have been privy to those words.
“Where’s the rest of the gang?” I asked.
Debbie answered. “I don’t know, Karen never came down after putting the girls down for the night, then Jim went up there, and he’s never returned, and then Robin headed up there just a minute ago. I bet she’s going to really cock things up.”
Beth chimed in with her own $. 02. “Having her here might be a big mistake.”
Joe just looked around at us all confused.
“Thanks. Now you tell me. You never said anything that first night. Hell, Debbie, you offered to double up the girls.” I answered, a bit exasperated.
“You’re right.” Debbie admitted calmly. “And I might have been wrong. What a surprise! First time I ever made a bad decision involving any type of relationship.”
Beth looked embarrassed by the words, as did Joe. I tried to calm things down a bit. “I spoke with Jim and Robin. Maybe I talked some sense into them. If we hear shouting from upstairs, we’ll know I failed.”
We were all a little quiet, each wondering just how things were going up there anyway.
I heard the opening riff from Angie, come over the speakers, one of my favorites, and I pulled Debbie to her feet and into my arms for a dance.
Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
“I love holding you,” I whispered.
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can’t say we’re satisfied
But Angie, Angie, you can’t say we never tried.
“Look at our friends,” Debbie softly whispered back.
Angie, you’re beautiful, but ain’t it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
Joe was taking things in stride and was dancing with Beth, just a few feet away.
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
She felt so good in my arms, smelled so delightful, I had to kiss her.
Oh, Angie, don’t you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain’t it time we said good-bye?
“Do you see what I see?” I asked her this time, my breath tickling her ear.
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can’t say we’re satisfied
“Mmm-hmmm,” she acknowledged, after looking over to see Joe and Beth engaged in a lip lock
But Angie, I still love you, baby
Everywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain’t a woman that comes close to you
Come on baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain’t it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can’t say we never tried
I had the CD’s on random-play, and the luck of the draw had that song followed up by the Eagle’s Desperado. I turned to Beth and Joe, who had only just ended their kiss, and I passed him Debbie, as I took Beth from him, for a second dance.
“You looked like you were having fun.” I teased, swaying with her.
“He’s so worked up, he’s ready to pop now. Imagine what dancing with THAT is going to do to him.” She laughed with a nod towards where Debbie was clinging to Joe.
“Do you have anything special in mind?” I asked her.
“Not really,” she said, but I sensed a bit of dissembling there.
“So you haven’t really thought about doing anything in particular,” I asked her, prodding her.
“What do you want?” She asked.
It looked like she wasn’t going to suggest anything, but I remembered some fantasies we’d shared.
“Let’s play it by ear. But at some point, I think I’d like to find you filled at both ends.” I told her, pulling her hard against me so she could feel my hard-on.
“I think I’d like that.” She said softly.
As the last notes of the song died out, I whispered, “let’s go,” and took her hand leading her to the bedroom. Beth reached out and grabbed Joe’s hand, tugging him along, Debbie broke free, and went to turn off the music and turn out the light’s on the way.
Once in the room, I let go of Beth’s hand, and gently guided her towards Joe. She went to him, and gave him a big hug and a kiss, and as they broke apart she slid to her knees and started unbuckling his belt and pants.
Debbie walked in, and saw the developing scene. She looked over at me seated on a chair nearby and raised her eyebrow, as if asking what’s up. I gave a nod towards Joe and Beth, and a little toss of my head, letting her know she could join them. For the moment I was just going to enjoy the show.