My mother married my stepfather a year ago. They had dated 8 months before that. Funny thing is I met him first, before she did, and we haven’t told her.
I’m 20 now, but for my 18th birthday my BFFs took me out partying. One of my birthday gifts was a terrific fake ID that said I was 21. We danced and drank and I was having a ball when three older guys started hitting on us. Free drinks! There was this awkward hour where three guys and three girls tried to navigate the Great Mystery – who will couple with whom. Silent signals and meaningful glances go across and behind the gender lines. Call the guy I paired with Andrew. Just to keep this clear let me call my friends Kelsey and Tina, and the dudes they paired with Kevin and Thomas. Kevin’s apartment, with cannabis in the fridge, was nearby. We three young ladies got settled, got toasted, and got thoroughly fucked, mostly in the living room, no privacy. Andrew took me from behind, folded over the coffee table, the cold stone surface cooling my breasts. I’d have better lovers later in life, but the booze and grass put me in the mood and Andrew got me off twice. Kevin was nearby, pounding Kelsey into the sectional. He was the best-equipped of the three men, but Andrew had been more than enough for me. Kelsey made a lot of noises, lucky girl. By 4 am Tina and I Ubered back to our apartments; Kelsey stayed the weekend with Kevin.