Hotel California

"Her mind was Tiffany-twisted

She got the Mercedes-Benz uh

She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys

That she calls friends

How they dance in her courtyard

Sweet summer sweat

Some dance to remember

Some dance to forget"

Chapter 3: Rules and Regulations

Beca slowly opened her eyes and blinked the mental cobwebs away. It had gotten really cold during the night but the fireplace had lit automatically. She could also feel the warmth of Chloe beside her. They were close and their legs were interlocked. This was pretty typical for them, they'd usually start the night cuddling, with Chloe usually being the big spoon. But Beca sometimes had nightmares and would toss and turn all night. Chloe respected her space but they compromised by sometimes keeping their legs locked or their fingers touching. It had been this way for years and they both loved it.

Memories of the night before were a bit fuzzy. Beca wondered how many of those ridiculously good Old Fashioneds she'd had. She remembered the red lipstick vividly and Aubrey's intense blue eyes. The phrase "good girl" resonated in the back of her mind and sent shivers down her spine. She saw the iPad out of the corner of her eye. She reached for it and it came alive. She clicked the rules section and began to read.

Welcome to Hotel California: A lovely place.

Beca wondered if Aubrey really understood the meaning behind the lyrics of the song.

1 - Solicit enthusiastic consent always. Please be mindful and remember that substances can impair the capacity for consent. As a rule of thumb please follow the maxim "If it's not a hell yes, then it's a hell no"

2 - Please be mindful, respectful, and clear about each other's limits. If you are not aware of your own limits, please have a discussion with your partner before engaging in any of the activities, for your convenience please click here for the examples list.

3 - Always use protection unless discussed and agreed upon BEFOREHAND and NOT during. Remember that each participant is required to submit their STIs panels a week before arriving.

Um Beca did not remember submitting an STI panel and she was almost sure Chloe hadn't either. Not that I'd be an issue, but she felt a little confused and blindsided by even the mention of STI and everything else. They'd need to have a conversation with Aubrey and soon. She kept reading.

4 - Watching is welcome with consent even if there's no intent in participation.

5 - Clothing is always optional. There is absolutely NO body shaming allowed on the premises. All bodies are beautiful.

6 - There are absolutely no photos or videos during any of the public activities, failure to comply will result in expulsion, a lifetime ban, and legal action will be pursued.

Beca was finally getting a clearer picture of what this place was about. She remembered what Aubrey said "This is a place of sexual exploration." She remembered hearing her say this but not quite taking it in at the time, she'd also had a few drinks in her system at the time. It was all coming together now. These rules were thorough, conscientious, and comforting. She also remembered Aubrey telling them to go over the rules before coming out and Beca kicked herself for letting that important detail slip by her. Maybe if she had gone over this with Chloe they would have had a conversation about it and it wouldn't have felt so overwhelming.

What exactly had been overwhelming about it? Was it the alcohol? The music? Was it Aubrey's intensely red lipstick? Chloe dancing with a man? Why did it feel like she was close to both gaining something and losing everything? Rules and communication made sense.

At least it was just them and she didn't have to worry about other people seeing her nude. She remembered Aubrey saying something about walking around nude her first week here.

Beca remembered fondly a certain redhead barging in on her in the showers when she was a freshman in college and then confidently proclaiming "I'm pretty proud about all this" as she gestured to her well-toned naked body. She also remembers saying "You should be" and meaning every word. She's sure Chloe would have no problem walking around in the nude which Beca liked, she admitted that it might be exhilarating but it feels a little overwhelming.

She clicked on the list of examples of limits and blushed. There were some very unfamiliar words and some that she could only surmise from context. The list was long, way longer than she imagined. Suddenly she realized how inexperienced she was with all this stuff. She and Chloe had seen 50 Shades of Grey ages ago and… there was some stuff that she was intrigued by. Chloe had been pretty much into all of it. Any-damned-thing-she-wants, she remembered. But she liked having an idea of what that looked like. If she was going to do this then they needed to go over this list.

She explored the other features of the iPad. There were buttons that unlocked mirrors on the walls and ceiling. There were also binds on the walls and a chest filled with sex toys all (thankfully) sealed and in new packaging. Beca paused on the next item. A sex swing that came out of the ceiling. Beca squeezed the bridge of her nose taking all of it in. Some of this stuff she liked, some she did not want to be subjected to but wouldn't mind subjecting others... A vivid image of Chloe strapped to the swing was very enticing.

Looking at the box of goodies, there were toys she was familiar with. Dildos ranging in size from OK to fuck no. There were also vibrators of different kinds, butt plugs of different sizes, and even strap-ons. But there was other stuff she didn't understand like some belts with metal stuff in the fronts, some panties with metal attached to certain areas, more binds, different whips and paddles? A screen popped up on the iPad. "All toys are new and available for purchase. If opened they will be considered purchased and charged to the suite (even if not used). Please remember to use the cleaner between usages for your own health. For your safety, there are also prophylactics available for toy usage. We are not responsible for the improper use of toys. For more information on the available toys please click here". Beca decided not to click on the link because she was starting to feel overwhelmed again. This time it was a good kind of overwhelmed but she felt like her head was a mess. She wondered if her therapist was available.

Chloe started to toss and turn on her side of the bed. Beca knew she was starting to wake up. The watch on the iPad read 7am. This was usually the time they were up and about.

Coffee. Yes, let's do coffee. Beca started brewing some coffee and boiling some water for Chloe's tea. There was plenty of complimentary coffee, tea, snacks, and a fridge full of assorted drinks and more ready-to-eat snacks. She picked out two mugs and grabbed a tea bag she knew Chloe would like. Once they were ready, she softly walked over to Chloe's sleeping form. The smell of coffee and tea perked up her nose and she slowly regained consciousness.

Chloe usually slept pretty well, between the stress of her work at the Animal Hospital and the softness of Beca she would usually fall asleep fairly quickly. Last night was different. She did have some rather unusual dreams. She tended to dream of the Florida sun, the Barden Bellas, and Beca. This time she dreamed of fire, shadows, and freezing cold, then she was falling then floating. It felt sexual and freeing. Then she fell through water, sank but it hadn't been scary, it felt strangely good and then she woke.

"Morning sleepy. Tea?" Beca said gently.

Chloe smiled contently and sighed. "You're a lifesaver." She sat up, her red hair was extra wavy and fell in front of her face. "I had such a weird dream." Chloe grabbed the cup and inhaled deeply. It was raspberry herbal tea which was one of her favorites and she gently blew on it. She noticed the giant mirror wall and the one just above her head. "I don't remember those being there last night."

"Oh, dude, you have no idea, check this out." Beca brought the iPad to life and showed Chloe everything in it.

Chloe read the rules and commented on how thorough and classically Aubrey it all was. There were rules there she never even considered. She knew about consent, of course, but enthusiastic consent?

"Oh, you said you had a weird dream," asked Beca.

"It was bizarre, I can't figure it out, at one point I felt like I was freezing, then I was burning and then I was falling and then there was this intense um- kinda like desire? I don't know, I can't make heads or tails of it."

"Yeah, that sounds weird. I wonder what it means."

"I think it was sexual."

"Yeah, well I think it's this place, there's a lot of, um… there's definitely a sexual energy."

"Um, understatement of the century, babe," said Chloe pointing at the giant mirror over their bed.

"Right, that. Oh, speaking of, um, you know. Did you know that we were supposed to submit an STI panel?"

"Ah, what?"

"Yeah babe, look rule #3 here, STIs. We had to submit an STI panel?"

"Oh wow, I guess I didn't know. I think I remember an email from Aubrey but, honestly, she sends a lot of emails. I just thought it was regular hotel stuff so yeah I just signed it for both of us."

"You signed it for both of us, Chlo?"

"I mean, yeah, look it's not the first time we've signed documents for each other. And now that I think about it, that day I had just come home from a 12 hour shift and was too beat to read it."

Beca massaged her eyes. There was a lot to unpack here but Beca realized she wasn't really mad about it. More than anyone she knew how exhausted Chloe got after those brutal shifts and she was right, they'd been together long enough that sometimes they'd just sign stuff for each other, it was just easier. But this felt like kind of a bit of an oversight. "Can I see the email?"

Chloe fished out her phone and after a few seconds, she handed it over. Beca skimmed through the email and it was all there. The rules, the description of the hotel, liability waivers, an NDA and other forms. Beca had to admit that the email was kind of wordy and she couldn't blame Chloe for not reading the whole thing.

"Ok yeah here it is, the rules were here all this time and yeah this explains why Aubrey kinda got intense."

"Ok, that's ok, so we should just talk to her right?" Beca asked.

"Yeah, we should."

"You think you might wanna stay?" Chloe asked, she was concerned but there was hope in her tone.

Beca thought about this for a second. She felt a pang of guilt that once again she'd delegated something so important to Chloe and then got mad at her for it. It felt like maybe she took for granted a lot of what Chloe did for them. Staying was the least she could do, and she made a mental note to take a more active role in their vacation planning in the future.

"Chlo, look I don't think I've been fair with you. I've been so wrapped up in my own mess that you always end up having to take the lead with this stuff and that's not cool."

"Oh, I guess I never really thought about it that way. You know me, it's like when we were back in College. I always just sort of made whatever necessary arrangements we needed."

"Yeah, but I need to step up more. Let's stay, OK? So what if we overlooked a minor detail like… um, STIs? "

Chloe had to laugh at that, but she also felt moved. It was true that she usually took the lead with anything that involved planning but she didn't mind taking care of this stuff. It was just sort of a distribution of roles they'd long established in their relationship. But she admitted that it would be nice if Beca helped a bit more with this stuff. Work had been very overwhelming lately and she could use the help.

"Thank you, I appreciate that, how about we iron out the details when we get back home?"

"Sounds good, babe." Beca took a deep breath. "So, this section here is about limits. I think if we're going to stick around maybe we should talk about it?"

"Oh yeah, that's a good idea."

They looked over the massive list and Chloe's eyes bugged out of her head. She was a very sex-positive person and much more experienced than Beca but there was stuff here she'd never even imagined, not even in the porn she liked to watch. While they discussed their limits there were some shy smiles, naughty giggles, and genuine confusion. Both tried to be mindful to watch their judgment and while Beca had the most issues with being nonjudgmental she opted to keep it to herself.

Their limits were similar, unsurprisingly. There was stuff they were very much not interested in like knife play. Blood made both of them squirm. But there was stuff that intrigued them like threesomes, voyeurism, exhibitionism, and something called cuckolding. Beca looked at Chloe quizzically.

Chloe kinda knew what that one meant. "It's watching your partner with someone else, the watcher, umm, gets off on watching."

It was a very short and sweet description of the act. Beca got the gist of it but was still a bit puzzled. "That sounds potentially humiliating."

"And for some folks that's a turn-on," Chloe added with a smile while poking at Beca's shoulder.

"Ah-ha." Beca wasn't sure what else to add to that, but she kept her poker face.

"Let's not judge, Becs, different strokes for different folks." Chloe gave her best reprimand look.

Beca closed her eyes and spoke through a thin smile. " Yeah, OK, I know… so, umm, is this something you're interested in?"

Chloe blushed a little bit "Umm kinda. It was pretty hot seeing you dancing with Aubrey last night."

"Does- Jesus…" Beca couldn't believe what she was about to ask. "Does the humiliation thing turn you on, too?"

"Oh, um, not exactly, I don't think I see it that way. I think for me it's more like I want you both to enjoy yourselves and I think it'd be hot to watch. I don't think it'd be humiliating at all. Is that strange?" she asked, her gaze lowered. She was feeling bashful because she never really considered that some folks might think it was strange. She worried that Beca might be judging her.

"Not strange, it's just new for me, that's all. Hey, I'm not judging you here, Chlo. I know that talking about this stuff is intense. I feel it, too."

"Thank you, Becs, it is intense and I- I don't want you to think less of me."

"That would be impossible."

"Um, what about you? How did it feel watching me dance with the Bartender?"

"Right, that." Beca looked down and bit her thumbnail while she thought about it. Was it hot in a way? Yes. Did it make her feel extremely insecure? Yes. The idea of witnessing Chloe's world being rocked while she sat demurely on the corner felt humiliating and it wasn't exciting for her. If anything it was heartbreaking.

Chloe smiled at her patiently and repeated the phrase from the rules section. "If it's not a hell yes, then it's a hell no."

Beca sighed in relief. "That makes me feel better. The whole thing doesn't feel like it's for me. But like if you want to, I guess?

"Then it's a hell no and that's cool," Chloe said and squeezed her arm. "I think I'm understanding you better, Becs. What happened last night, I didn't think it would affect you so much."

"No dude, that's on me. I kinda forced it? I thought I was doing it to make you happy. Sometimes I feel like I need to push myself to do these things because they make you happy. I just wish it was easier for me."

"If we do this, Beca, whatever it is that we do, we need to be on the same page. And babe the last thing I want is for you to feel like you need to force yourself to do something that makes you uncomfortable for my sake."

"Ok, Agreed."

"What about regular threesomes?"

"What's the difference?"

"Well, you'd participate, and baby I'd make sure you'd be the center of attention." Chloe winked and leaned forward to plant a kiss on Beca.

"I, uh, yeah, I can get behind that one," Beca added starting to feel a bit hot under the collar.

"I bet you would," Chloe teased and Beca just mumbled a "shut up."

"What about public displays of nudity?" Chloe asked.

"I'm OK with that. I think. It helps that it's just us here."

This made Chloe happy, she loved being naked and the idea of being naked in public with Beca thrilled her. She went down the list. "Oh, what about this one? Voyeurism."

"Being watched?" Beca asked as she took a sip of her coffee.

"That's the one."

"You think you might be into that?"

"What can I say, Becs? I'm a performer," she said with a sway and a wink.

Beca almost spat out her coffee. The woman can perform alright. "That you are, yep, that you are."

"You know you're a performer too right?"

"I mean, yeah, I guess." Can I perform on stage and sing and dance? Sure. Can I fuck while being watched? The jury is still out on that one. "Anyway but who, though? Like who'd be the watcher?"

Chloe thought about it for a second and then added, "I suppose it'd be Aubrey this time."

Beca blushed furiously at the idea of their former captain watching them. Something about that dominant smirk she witnessed last night while she spurred them on to make love was surprisingly appealing. "She'd probably yell at us for not doing it right."

Chloe laughed and snorted a little. "She probably would, but honestly I think I'd be OK with it. Maybe we'll pick up some tips".

Beca admired her in that moment of sheer joy and said, "I think if you got any better at sex I might die but, yeah, you're right. Surprisingly, I'm OK with it, too." This is going to be very interesting.

Chloe kissed Beca on the cheek and mentioned that she was going to take a shower. Beca had an idea and said, "Hey Chlo, would you mind if I sneak out for a few? I feel like I need to talk to the Doc."

"I support you!" Chloe yelled from the bathroom. She meant it, too. Beca had been going to therapy for almost a year now and Chloe had seen the progress and it has strengthened their relationship. Chloe loved a cold shower in the morning, which Beca thought was criminal and after their conversation this morning Chloe felt like she really needed it.

"Thanks, babe!" Beca yelled back once Chloe was in the shower. She turned on her phone. Ignoring all the unread notifications she shot a message to her therapist. "Hey, I'm sorry if you're busy can you spare a moment? Kinda going through something."

Beca and her therapist had agreed on limited calls outside of office hours which she was grateful for and Beca made it a point not to abuse the privilege, though sometimes she wished she could call her more often. Once they had discussed her safety and a proper setting, they agreed to meet for a brief 20-minute session. Beca went outside to find a private spot to talk to her therapist.

The pool area was deserted. She wished she had a private room but the shaded table and her expensive studio-quality headset would do. Right on cue, the doc video called her through her clinic's secure telehealth system. Dr. Smith-Lee was a woman in her mid-50s of Asian descent and wore black-rimmed eyeglasses.

"Good morning, Ms. Mitchell," said Dr. Smith-Lee.

The session while short was helpful. Beca felt like a massive weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She helped her examine the evidence that Chloe had always been relentlessly supportive and was unlikely to purposefully hurt her. How she had no obligation to engage in any sexual activities she wasn't comfortable with, and that it might even be counterproductive to push herself because she believed it would be good for the relationship. That dispelled the any-damned-thing myth she had been trying to cement.

Dr. Smith-Lee also helped Beca see that she experienced a lot of unwarranted guilt and shame about sex and her self-imposed responsibility toward her partner's sexual satisfaction. If Chloe was actively rejecting certain experiences she'd be interested in, then that was OK. Beca had to trust that Chloe was an adult woman capable of making her own decisions and her actions dictated that she would always place their relationship and Beca's feelings first and foremost. That one hit the spot, Beca thought, and it was something to chew on for a bit.

Beca sat on the table with her hand on her forehead. She was coming down from the therapy session, it had been a massive help and she felt a lot better but it was always draining. Something about laying it all bare and being vulnerable took a toll on her. Sometimes she'd even need to take a nap afterwards. She decided to head back to the room and check in on Chloe.

"Hey, babe?"

"I'm in here," Chloe sang out from the bathroom as she applied her daytime skin routine. "How'd it go?"

"Really good, I think… wait you sure you wanna hear about this?"

"Of course, Becs!" she proclaimed with a grin while applying face cream.

"She helped me see that I kinda put a lot of pressure on myself because I don't…" She laughed before continuing, she felt a bit silly actually saying all of this out loud. "I don't want to disappoint you, sexually speaking."

"Oh Becs, I didn't know." Chloe turned and looked at her.

"That's therapy for you, I hadn't connected the dots either."

''You know that you can never disappoint me, babe, sexually or otherwise. The whole point of this place is just for us to get closer. The kinky stuff is just a bonus."

"I know that now. I guess I just feel a lot of unwarranted shame about it. Honestly, Chlo, I want to do this. I really do. It's just…" Beca took a deep breath, she was a bit scared about being so open and raw, even with Chloe. "Please don't take this the wrong way, but I wanna do this not just for you, but for me, too." She closed her eyes, she was worried about how Chloe might react to her sudden revelation.

"I think it's sexy when you advocate for your mental health," Chloe said with a flirty wink. Beca busted out laughing and hugged Chloe. Beca felt lucky.

"Oh bt-dubs got a message from Aubrey while you were out, she wants to do brunch or breakfast, and says she needs to talk to us."

"Oh yeah? Good cuz we really need to talk to her, too."

They decided to lounge by the pool area for a bit before they met Aubrey for lunch.

After discussing it they'd agree to try to lounge naked but they stepped out in their robes first. The sun was warm and dry, the air was fragrant and welcoming, a perfect early morning in the California desert. With every step Beca took she could feel her heart pounding. She was nodding a little to herself. She wanted to psych herself up. You can do this. It's not a big deal. And I look hot, right? Yeah of course I look hot, I bagged that hot firecracker right there. Oh my god Beca what are you saying right now?

They reached the big chaise lounge by the pool. They looked around and there wasn't a soul in sight.

Come on Beca, it's just you and Chloe, you've seen each other naked a million times, and besides this place is super empty. You can do this. It's totally cool.

"You ready?" Chloe asked with a bright smile.

"It's now or never right?"

"You don't have to if you don't want to babe."

"No, I want to, I wanna do this I'm just a bit nervous."

"Take your time. Mind if I…?"

"Nope by all means. You go right ahead and yep there she goes." For some reason, Beca instinctively looked up and then realized she was being silly and she was very much allowed to look at her girlfriend's naked body.

Chloe gave her a wink and roar and swiftly let her robe fall to her feet. She stood in all her naked glory as the sun kissed her fair-colored skin. Each segment of her body was beautiful and sculpted, each section toned yet soft and welcoming. There was something about seeing the redhead in front of her naked in public that made her seem as if she belonged in the Louvre. Suddenly Beca wished she knew how to sculpt marble. Beca had to remind herself to breathe and get her head back in the game.

Dayum babe. OK, it's now or ever.

Chloe watched as Beca let her robe fall to her feet. Her girlfriend was simply radiant, glistening in the sunlight, a thin sheen of sweat already forming on her heated skin. Chloe let her gaze lower to Beca's full breasts, which Beca was struggling not to instinctively cover with her arms. Chloe offered her an encouraging smile and her heart swelled knowing she was putting in the effort and leaving her comfort zone for her. For them. Beca finally let her arms rest by her sides and she faced Chloe. The curve of her waist sloped tantalizingly down to her narrow hips and shapely legs. Chloe's mouth watered taking in the sight of her partner standing before her bare and vulnerable.

"You're looking hot as hell right now," Chloe catcalled.

"Ah yeah?" Beca asked feeling a boost of confidence. She smiled and said with a cocky sway, "Cuz I'm like pretty confident in -you know- all this." Beca tried her best to imitate Chloe Ok this is fun.

"You should be." Chloe grinned trying her best to imitate Beca and leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on Beca's lips.

They playfully covered each other with sunscreen, the whole thing was fun and exciting. Beca thought it was a bit cringy but decided to try and just enjoy herself. Chloe always had a very calming effect on Beca's nervous energy. They laid next to each other on the big chaise lounge. Beca was starting to understand Aubrey. There was freedom here, that was for sure.

Beca never in a million years thought she'd be sunbathing naked next to a beautiful redhead. They were both wearing shades and reading their respective books. Beca was reading a book about a murder mystery and she knew already who was the culprit, while Chloe was engrossed in a queer romance. Truthfully Beca was barely reading. This was all too stimulating. She was sure she'd read the same sentence 20 times now.

Beca suddenly wondered how Stacie was doing. She'd love this. Beca would never admit this to anyone but she really admired the boldness of their taller Bella sister.

"Stacie is missing out."

Chloe smiled "Knowing her, this is just a regular day."

"True." They laughed. Beca gently caressed Chloe's thumb.

"Wishing she was here?"

"Kinda, she'd be having a blast. Anyway, Chlo do you think we've been missing out?" Beca hesitated to ask.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that, I've loved every second of our time together." And Chloe turned on her side to nuzzle Beca's neck with her nose. Beca instinctively closed her eyes as she sensed the gentle touch. She put down her book and placed her hand on Chloe's shoulder, pulling her in. She wanted to be with Chloe like this forever. No more posers, just sun, and a naked redhead next to her. They dozed off for a few minutes. She felt Chloe shifting and gently getting up and placing a gentle kiss on her nose. Then Beca heard her jumping into the pool.

She joined Chloe shortly after.

It's been quite a morning, she thought. The coolness of the water revitalized them. They played innocently and splashed each other. They'd held each other and snuck kisses over and under the water. They teased each other until they couldn't deal with it anymore. Their bodies pressed against the corner of the pool. Fiercely making out. Their kisses tasted like chlorine and sunblock. It was delightful. Chloe grabbed Beca's breast, there was no need for tenderness right now as they languished in the pool of their own desire. Chloe's mouth closed around her nipple, it was hungry. She alternated between kissing, sucking, and biting. Beca moaned, her nipples were always sensitive but today they felt like they were on fire. As Chloe's teeth gently closed on them and pulled Beca had to bite her fist not to scream.

Chloe raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't hold it in, I wanna hear you Becs".

She whimpered and nodding said "OK" as Chloe went for the other breast and gave it the same treatment. This time Beca's reaction was unrestrained. Chloe loved Beca's voice, it was literal music to her ears and it turned her on. Chloe's hands roamed and explored Beca's familiar body, the defined outline of her ribs, her navel and her hip. Then hungrily her hands settled between Beca's legs. And then Chloe dove underwater. She buried her face between her legs. Chloe was a swimmer in high school, she was good at holding her breath. Even with the chlorine water she could still taste Beca. Beca's lower body responded to the roaming tongue of Chloe, she squirmed and even through the waves of the pool she could hear her moan, she was keeping true to Chloe's request and was letting her voice be heard. After 30 seconds Chloe had to come back up for air and between gasps for air, she found Beca's lips. Beca was still whimpering and a little shaky.

"How's that?"

"Impressive and new," Beca responded between kisses.

"I swam a bit during high school"

"That explains a lot actually."

This time Chloe grabbed a handful of Beca's ass and lifted her up and sat her on the edge of the pool. Beca also helped and pulled herself up. Chloe now had access to Beca's most private areas. Chloe expertly worked her magic on Beca. Out of the corner of her eye Beca noticed Aubrey walking by and taking notice of them. She seemed surprised at first and looked around and then mouth is this OK? with a thumbs up. Which Beca responded with a thumbs up. An enthusiastic thumbs up. It had been a good idea to talk about limits with Chloe this morning.

Chloe looked up and saw that Beca was looking to the side. She found Aubrey sitting there, watching them with a smile on her face and a hand on her chest, and even from there she could see that Aubrey's chest was heaving with arousal. Beca found herself getting excited by Aubrey watching them. She gave Aubrey a smile and a very uncharacteristic wink. Yeah, this is hot, she thought to herself. Like really hot, watch me Aubrey.

"Think she's enjoying the show?" Chloe says seconds before she went back to working her tongue, occasionally doing her best to insert it as far as she could. Beca always tasted sweet to Chloe and it was intoxicating, she wanted more. Beca whimpered and nodded.

"Let's give her a real show then," Chloe said, with newfound determination.

Beca feeling hot and bold unleashed her moans and threw her head back, her black hair cascading behind her. Her breast heaving in full view, the rays of the sun warming them and making them the stars of the show. Chloe was right she was a performer too.

Chloe fully aware that water had the opposite effect of lubricant on the body made sure her tongue was thoroughly wet. And she sucked on her fingers for good measure, taking the opportunity to tease Beca with the show. Chloe very carefully inserted one wet finger, probing to ensure that Beca was ready then she went in for a second. Beca sucked in a breath. Something was happening, something very new, a swell. Pressure building and building upon itself. Chloe's expert combination of tongue and dancing index and middle fingers were hitting all of the right spots. Spots that hadn't been hit before, maybe it was the angle? Maybe it was the fact that she was spread open in public while Aubrey watched. "Oh fuck Chlo! Am I dying?"

Chloe could tell that she was close to coming so she encouraged her. "You going to come for me, baby?"

"Jesus Chlo, either that or die, I don't know! Oh God!"

"Just let go for me baby," Chloe said between breaths of air with a mischievous smirk.

That was the right phrase let go, and it unlocked something new inside her. And suddenly the intense building pressure is released. And for the first time in her life, Beca squirted. It was an impressive torrent and it hit Chloe's eager face and tongue. She smiled widely, she was loving every second of this. She knew exactly what was happening but this was the first time Beca was able to orgasm like this. It was magical and Chloe licked her lips and felt triumphant.

Beca was gasping hard and all she could say was "what" repeatedly.

"Becs, you can squirt?"

"I can what, I don't know- I don't know what happened. Are you OK?" Beca rambled between desperate gasps for air.

"Of course, more than OK." Chloe beamed like the sun, the shimmering blue in her eyes contrasted against the blue water. "I'm just glad we're in the pool! Otherwise, that would have been messy."

Beca was exhausted and incredibly embarrassed. Did she just pee all over Chloe? Was this one of the limits? She couldn't think straight and fell back against the cement, briefly wishing she'd disappear. Oh, who cares? That was amazing. She blinked hard and then saw a very wet Chloe hovering over her smiling so hard it hurt her face.

"Did I just pee? Chloe, oh my god."

Chloe giggled. "No, not exactly, well kind of, there's that and other stuff, but don't freak out it's totally normal!"

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Chlo."

"Don't be babe, that was really hot."

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah. It was amazing baby! I feel like I deserve a trophy or something."

Beca wanted to snort and laugh and started to turn on her side. Instinctively she covered her breasts with her left arm and said between ragged breaths, "I'll see what I can do when we get home, I can just see the trophy maker's face."

Chloe laughed and lunged forward to hug her, making Beca fall backward once more, hitting her head a little harder than she'd like against the cement. "Ow!" she winced.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby."

"Worth it," she laughed, rubbing the back of her head.

"How is it that I'm just now finding out that you can do that though?"

"I don't know, dude, it felt like a perfect storm of sensations and um angle."

Aubrey walked towards them, holding two mimosas, her gait a little unsteady and her face scarlet red. "Good job, ladies!"

"Enjoyed the show, Aubrey?" Chloe asked, still feeling proud of herself.

Aubrey handed Chloe a mimosa. "Uh yeah, that was impressive! Didn't know you could do that Beca."

"That makes two of us, but like also why would you?" Beca responded, amused.

"Well, umm, anyway. Brunch is served, take a moment and come join me?" Aubrey said while signaling the made-up table behind her.

"Yum, I'm starving!" Chloe sang excitedly.

Beca raised an eyebrow at her and resisted the urge to make some brazen witty remark. She could tell Aubrey was resisting the temptation as well and just gave herself a small nod. They all shared a laugh. The day was full of promise.

"You should hydrate, Beca," Chloe said, removing the mimosa from her hand. Beca scowled but relented. Sometimes being an adult sucks.

After a few glasses of water, they let her have a mimosa. They sat at the shaded table where Beca had her therapy session earlier. Beca and Chloe were now wearing their robes and towels around their hair. Beca was still feeling the aftereffects of that earth-shattering orgasm and felt floaty. Chloe was on her third mimosa and starting to get giggly. They'd been chitchatting about nothing since they sat down and Aubrey cleared her throat.

"Girls, I, uh… I feel like I owe you an apology about last night, especially you Beca."

"Huh?" She was only 50% there but her soul was now starting to climb back into her body.

"I think I uh got a little carried away and was coming on a bit aggressively. I think I had a few too many and not that that's any excuse of course and uh, it's just really unlike me. And I'm so sorry girls." Aubrey admitted feeling flustered and her words stumbling against each other.

So she was trying to bone me. Beca thought to herself, she actually felt flattered and a bit turned on by the idea.

"Oh no that's on us, Aubrey, we talked about it this morning, and turns out we didn't really read the email."

"You guys, didn't read the email? Guys, everything was in the email!" Aubrey's smile faltered a little but her tone was strained she was starting to panic but wanted to maintain her composure.

"Well, we know that now!" Beca defended.

"But you signed everything! I'm sure of it, I always double-check signatures! I mean it was pending the test results but I just figured since it's just you two it should be fine."

"It's ok, look it happens, and we're not going to pin this on anyone," Beca said while secretly pointing at Chloe, which earned her a scowl and a napkin thrown at her.

Aubrey was still in mid-freak out. "You guys think this is funny? This could have been a disaster guys, thank god the place is empty."

"Look it's OK, Aubrey," Chloe stepped in. "We went over them this morning and we're still on board."

"Yeah dude, I mean I was a bit blindsided but we talked it out and I talked to my therapist and it's cool. Well, it's cool now."

"It's cool? Really Beca?" Ah, there was the tone, that was the old Boss Bitch Aubrey she remembered. Somehow right now it didn't feel as intimidating as it used to. Right now it was kind of attractive Beca admitted.

"Yes Captain, it's just us here, and honestly it's fine with us," Beca said a little exhausted from this interaction.

Aubrey studied both of them for a moment, as usual Beca stared back in defiance while Chloe gave her a kind and patient smile. Chloe nodded and added, "It really is OK, Aubrey. I'm just sorry about this whole mix-up, that day I had just come off a long shift and was too worn to read the whole thing so I just signed it for the both of us."

Aubrey took a deep breath and tried to relax her face, it felt tight and sore. "OK, that's understandable I know you mentioned they had you running around doing 12-hour shifts. That must be very difficult."

"It's okay, me and Becs talked about it and we're going to come up with a plan together," Chloe said while squeezing her girlfriend's hand.

"Ok, well OK, good" Aubrey claps her hands in front of her and grins. "That's really good guys, so we're all on the same page this time?"

Both women nodded and Beca starting to feel a bit on the spot decided to do her best move and shift the focus to someone else. "So Aubrey you should know we saw you and your… pup?"

Aubrey cleared her throat. "Yes, I noticed."

"Aubrey, I have to ask, does Jesse know?" Beca's tone turned serious. I have to ask right? They're both my friends, and Jesse was basically like my first love and one of her best and nicest dudes out there. I have to ask.

Aubrey knew this question was coming at some point but it still caught her off guard. "I, uh…"

"You didn't hurt him- did you?" Beca knew she was overstepping a bit but she was legitimately concerned because she hadn't seen or heard from Jesse for a few months.

"Beca that's not fair!" Chloe chastised her and Beca bit her tongue wondering if she'd gone too far. She really didn't like it when Chloe bit into her like that, though she knew sometimes she needed to be reeled in a bit.

"No Beca, look I really don't wanna go into details but I promise you that it's been amicable. Jesse... well you know this as well as I do, he is a gentleman."

Beca exhales and deflates, their separation had been upsetting, a bit more than she'd care to admit. She had wanted her two friends to be happy together but she guessed that life got in the way for them too. This adult shit sucks "Dude this sucks so much Aubrey. I'm so sorry for jumping on you like that."

Beca placed her hand on Aubrey's hand. Aubrey returned the caring gesture and smiled softly at her. She understood well where Beca was coming from, and how complicated it must feel. She also understood that she'd likely react similarly or worse if it had been Chloe getting hurt.

"Oh, Beca don't worry, if the shoe was on the other foot and we were talking about Chloe you probably wouldn't have any hair right now."

Beca jerked her hand away and reeled. And unconsciously grabbed her precious hair and wondered if now might be a good time to take up Chloe's offer to join her on those self-defense classes she takes.

"Bet you wanna come with me Jiu-Jitsu now huh?" Chloe teased her girlfriend.

"Dude you really need to stop reading my mind! It's getting freaky!"

The girls chattered a little bit more and once the air felt less heavy they changed the subject. "So you mentioned that you guys talked about your limits?" Aubrey asked.

"Yeah I think we're in the same boat all around with minor exceptions"

"Dare I ask? You don't have to answer of course"

"Um, the cuckolding or whatever is one I'm not particularly interested in and there's a bunch more but, yeah."

"That's fair, anything you guys are in agreement with?"

"Well, threesome we are willing to try. You also just had front-row tickets to two of them."

They laughed together they referred to exhibitionism and being watched, while Beca refilled her mimosa and took a sip.

"What up aca-bitches!" A very excited and very loud voice breaks through the peacefulness of the early afternoon. Stacie Conrad had just made landfall.