"I'm actually a little nervous," Trent murmured as Bea and Mae led him upstairs, both of them giggling.
"You shouldn't be, handsome boyfriend," Mae replied.
"Clearly you haven't had enough weed yet," Bea said.
"Don't give him too much," Ann said, appearing at the top of the stairs and then helping guide him into their bedroom. "He's going to want to remember this."
"So what's actually happening?" Trent asked.
"Shh, you're about to find out," Bea murmured, then giggled again.
"I get nervous when you get giggly," he said.
"You should, she's a fucking brat," Mae said.
"Oh like you aren't!" Bea snapped.
"Now, now, girls, don't start arguing," Ann said.
They guided him into their bedroom and sat him down at the foot of the bed.
"Arms up," Ann said, grabbing his shirt.
"Yes, mother," he muttered.
"You're a bad, filthy boy, you know that?" Ann asked.
"Oh he is," Bea said as she got to her knees and began pulling his socks off. "Now we know he longs for mommy."
"You promised you weren't going to make it weird," Trent groaned.
"It's not weird, it's hot," Bea replied.
"It is kinda hot, yeah," Ann murmured.
"Yeah, even if it's weird," Mae said.
"It's not that weird," Claire said, walking into the room. "Honestly, it was really fucking hot."
"You're such a perv," Mae muttered.
"You're only saying that because it was your mom I was listening to."
"Ugh, yes! Don't remind me!" Mae yelled.
"Focus, girls," Bea said firmly. "There you are, babe," she murmured as his boxers came off.
"Okay, now I'm naked," he murmured. "And stoned."
"And horny," Mae said, laughing and poking his erection.
"Why is that funny?" he asked.
"I dunno, sometimes dicks are funny looking. Now…" Mae stood up and walked over to the headboard. She came back with something dark in her hands. "Here."
She put an eyemask, the kind some people wore while they slept, on him.
"Uh...okay," he murmured.
"Do you trust us, love?" Bea asked.
"Obviously," he replied.
"Okay then. We are going to trust you not to peek," she said firmly.
"Understood."
"Thank you. Now just...sit there, don't look, and wait."
"All right."
Trent sat there and closed his eyes beneath the eyemask and waited. He listened. He heard them whispering to each other, though it was hard to make out exactly what they were saying. There was a great deal of giggling and moving around. The door opened and closed. There were several whispered questions.
He slowly became aware of the fact that there were more people in the room than there had initially been. Who else was here? Well, probably Melody. And Jen, maybe. He had something of an idea of what they were planning now, although he knew he could be completely wrong. And he was also having a little difficulty controlling his fear. Being blindfolded and naked was actually doing a lot to make him nervous, and it ratcheted right the hell up as soon as he became aware that there were other people were coming into the room.
But he made himself calm down, because they were right: he trusted them. With his life. With everything. He heard more whispering. Definitely Melody's voice in there. And...yep, Jen's unique, slightly scratchy voice. He heard another voice but knew that couldn't be right. He definitely heard Sadie in there, giggling as well.
"Okay, Trent," Mae said, sounding immensely pleased with herself, "listen carefully. I love you. Bea and Ann love you. Your friends love you in a friend way. You have done, like, just, way too much for us. Trent, you completely turned my life around. You made me happy in a way I didn't really understand at first. You helped me get help. You helped me start streaming. You saved my parent's house! And you literally took a bullet for me and saved my life from a psycho with a gun-oh shit."
"Mae!" he groaned.
"Pretend you didn't hear that! I'm sorry! I was joking!" Mae said quickly.
"...I get the feeling you aren't joking," Claire murmured.
"So wait, is that where that awesome scar on your leg came from? You took on some dude with a gun? Who? Why?" Sadie asked.
Trent sighed heavily. "Okay listen, I'm just going to say this: we don't give you details for your own safety. It's legitimately better that you don't know."
Bea cleared her throat. "We're just gonna keep this going, ladies," she said firmly. "Trent, you know that I love you. And I know that you love me. You crashed into my life like an asteroid. You saved me from the black hole my life had become. You gave me hope when I was genuinely bottoming out. You made me happy in a way I didn't think I could be anymore."
"Trent," Ann said, "you have done more for me than anyone but my mother. And even then it's neck and neck. You gave me a chance when no one else but Mae or Bea would. You let me into your home, your relationship, and your life. You've changed the course of my life. After my divorce, life just kept kicking me while I was down, harder and harder. I thought I was broken after all of it. I thought I was completely fucked. But you gave me a chance and let me figure out for myself what I should be doing with my life."
Claire cleared her throat. "Trent...I'm bad at this. But I love you as a friend, and you're pretty much my boyfriend at this point. You are as much of a boyfriend as I think I'm going to get now that I know things about myself...you did a lot for me. You helped me figure out I was aromantic. You saved me from my hell jobs. You got me a place to live, with people who actually care about me and like me. You...despite what we were all telling you, you put in actual, real, genuine work on my pulling my brother back from the brink of being a forever shithead."
"You showed me a real good time, and more than once," Jen said.
"Wow, that's all you've got?" Mae muttered.
She laughed. "I mean, yeah! You gave me safe dick, Trent, and I'm really happy for that. Seriously. Dick is a dime a dozen, but safe dick? Rare. So thank you, and thank you for treating me with respect."
He chuckled. "You're welcome, Jen. And I'm happy to provide safe...ty dick."
Everyone immediately began giggling, including Trent.
"Safety dick?" Bea asked.
"Um...did I say that?"
"Yes, babe. God, you're stoned. Okay, keep it together girls. Next?"
"Trent," Melody said. "You also provided me with safe dick, and you gave me a safe place and person to experiment with, and you let me be weird around you. You never pressured me into anything. You never tried to use me for my money. You have been kind and patient and respectful with me, and not just because I look like how I look or I have money. And I appreciate that a lot."
"Trent," Sadie said, and giggled a little. "We obviously haven't known each other long, but so far, tonight, you've done nice things for me. You provided me with a very nice, comfortable atmosphere, and some high quality weed. You had pretty great conversations with me. You made me laugh. Mostly, though...you made me feel sexy. I haven't felt sexy for a long time, and I forgot how good it feels. So...thanks for that."
"You're welcome," he murmured.
"And last, but certainly not least…" Mae said, sounding like she was about to explode.
Wait, who else was there? That was everyone, right?
"Trent, you don't think you have, but you've given me a lot."
"Tabby?!"
"Ah-ah!" Bea said. "Not yet!" He was reaching up to take off the mask.
"Sorry," he murmured. "But...you're here?! How? When?"
She laughed. "I was on my way to California for a convention I got invited to. I decided to make a stop here when I realized it would work out. So I'm here to help give you your present, cutie. Now listen up. You helped revitalize my love for Demontower. You helped bring it to a lot of new people. Seriously, on average, I'd say I sell perhaps a dozen copies of all four games combined in a given month. Since you showed up and doing your stuff? I've sold two thousand copies. You brought the games to life in a way I never could, because I just...am not great at writing books. But you are. And, most of all, you have been a good friend."
"So have you, Tabby," he replied after some hesitation, unsure of what to say.
"Now you can take it off, babe," Bea said.
He reached up and took off the eyemask. He was greeted by an otherworldly sight. Eight beautiful women stood before him in a crowd, all of them naked save for some lacy lingerie and fishnet stockings.
"Holy fucking mother of God," he whispered.
"Sea of boobs!" Mae declared, laughing.
"There are sixteen exposed tits in this room," Bea murmured. "Now babe, you work your ass off, and you have a hard time admitting that fact. You've worked, genuinely worked hard as fuck, to help us. And you've succeeded. And I know you're going to want to say that you didn't do it alone and downplay your own involvement, and while yes, you didn't do it alone, you were often the catalyst, and your persistent effort means you are a very good person. And good people should be rewarded. And, luckily for you, you know eight women who want to have sex with you. It took a bit to get this all set up, but everyone here has a clean bill of health and cannot get pregnant...so we're all going to take turns raw-dogging you until you cum. Repeatedly."
"Uh...wow," he managed. "Um, how repeatedly?"
Mae laughed. "As much as you can."
"We're kind of hoping to get you to cum inside of all of us," Tabby said.
"All eight of you!? I don't have that much!" Trent cried.
"Well, how about you let us get to work and find out?" Mae replied.
"Okay...wait, are all of you willing to suck my dick?" he asked.
Bea laughed. "Yeah, we discussed that. Why?"
"There's something I want to do. Um...can you all get in a line, like side to side, facing me?" he asked.
"Given this is your birthday, yes, we are willing to indulge," Jen said.
"Awesome. Um...wow. I really appreciate this. I'm...kind of-I don't have any, um, words."
Mae laughed. "That's fine. Just enjoy yourself. This is your day, dearest."
"Any particular order you want us?" Ann asked.
"No, any order is fine," he replied.
A moment later, they were all standing side to side now. The room wasn't quite wide enough, so Bea and Sadie, one on each end, moved a bit inward, making more of a crescent than a line. Trent got to his feet and almost fell right over.
"Oh sh-shit," he muttered, steadying himself as everyone laughed.
"You okay, babe?" Bea asked.
"Fine," he replied. "Just...it's hitting. Whew. Okay, let's do this. Uh, everyone get on your knees."
"Oh yes sir," Bea muttered as they all got down on their knees.
"Hey, no bratting right now," he said as he walked up to her.
"But you like it…" she replied with a smirk.
"Oh I do, but I also like it when you do what I tell you to do. Now open wide."
"Uh-huh," she replied, opening her mouth.
He put his erection between her lips and after a hesitation that told him she was thinking of saying something smartassish, she started giving him head.
"That's a good girl," he murmured, putting his hand on the back of her head.
Getting his dick sucked while high was definitely an experience. He let her do it for about half a minute, then stopped her and moved over to the next girl in line, Jen. She grinned up at him as she opened her mouth and let him stick his dick in it. She moaned quietly and closed her eyes, sucking him off smoothly. He had her keep at it for another half minute or so, then moved on. This definitely never a thing he had ever thought was realistically on the table for him to experience in his life. But it was happening, here and now.
This was definitely a mind-blowingly amazing way to enter his twenty second year.
When he got to Tabby, he paused. "Uh…"
"Yes, Trent?" she asked, smirking at him, clearly amused.
"It's just...this is kinda weird...you're my boss."
"God, come on, Trent. You've already pounded my pussy and fucked me in the ass, just put your dick in my mouth."
"Uh, well...can't argue with that," he replied, his head swimming as he stuck his cock in her mouth.
She sucked him off and seemed to enjoy it. He certainly did. Trent kept going down the line, and within five or so minutes, had put his dick inside all their mouths and gotten head from all eight of them.
"Okay, now go onto the bed," Bea said. "Get in the middle and lay on your back and get ready to be fucked into oblivion."
"Do you want music, babe? We put together a playlist," Ann asked.
"Um...yeah, sure. Hit me with it," Trent replied as he crawled back onto the bed. He laid in the center and got settled, moving slowly thanks to how high he was. Ann walked over to the dresser and turned on her laptop. She set a song playing. It was cheery.
"I'm just like candy, I can be sweet...if you're a good boy, I'll be your treat…"
Trent laughed. "What is this?"
"Candy, by S3RL," Mae said. "I found it online, it's awesome and perfect to get this started. Now, line up ladies!"
Trent watched as they got organized by the foot of the bed. Sadie was standing at the front of the line. Tabby was behind her. Then Jen.
"...are you organizing by amount of times I've stuck my dick in...yep, Mae's at the back," he murmured, leaning over.
They all laughed. "More or less," Bea replied. "So how this is gonna work is that we're all gonna fuck you for about a minute or two, then go to the back of the line. Try not to cum while we're doing this first round. When it comes Sadie's turn again, then try to cum inside of her. Okay?"
"Got it...any particular reason?" he asked as Sadie climbed onto the bed.
"I haven't had sex in...years, and I haven't had unprotected sex in longer than that. I want to feel it again, and I want to be the first, get the biggest load. I know, it's kind of weird, but I'm into it."
"I'm so into cumming inside you," he murmured.
"Good."
He studied her as she climbed closer. She looked nice naked in kind of the same way Mae and Candy and Ann did. She had a thicker build and some extra padding, but he still didn't care if the women he was sleeping with were kind of chubby. Honestly, at this point, he liked it. Her breasts were of a pretty good size, and they looked pretty damn hot. Her hips were generous and her thighs were thick. Her tail was twitching back and forth as she climbed on top of him.
"I can't believe this is how I break my sex...fast, whatever you want to call it. Three whole years without fucking a real dick and I fuck a guy in front of seven other women, who includes his girlfriends. This is definitely the craziest sexual thing I've ever done," she murmured as she gripped his cock.
"You sure you're good with this? We can stop," Trent said.
She smiled. "I'm good. I appreciate it, but I'm good. And, trust me dear, I'll stop if I want to. I'm still a little nervous, but honestly, I feel so much better about this after hanging out with everyone. Okay...here we go. Sex time."
Trent watched raptly as she slowly lowered herself and took him into her sweet pussy. She groaned as he penetrated her, paused for a moment, then slowly lowered herself a bit more.
"Been awhile," she muttered. "And yes, girls, you were right. He's kind of thick."
"If you say so," Trent murmured.
Everyone laughed, including Sadie. "Yep, he said it."
"You told her I was going to say that?" he asked.
"Yes, you always say something like that, dear. Now shush and get fucked by a beautiful woman," Bea replied.
"That'll have to wait until the girl behind me," Sadie replied.
"Girl whatever, you are beautiful," Bea said firmly.
"All of you are living goddesses," Trent muttered.
Sadie laughed, then gasped as she finished getting him inside. "Oh boy, there we go. That's...whew, quite in there. I don't know if it's just that it's been so long or what. That's nice, though."
She put her hands on his chest and began fucking him, moving her big hips. Her breasts started to sway as she rode him, taking his dick all the way into her again and again. They both let out sounds of pure sexual satisfaction. He reached up and cupped her breasts, massaging them gently and enjoying the feel of them, the weight, the softness.
Sadie leaned down and kissed him. She moaned as they locked lips and he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Trent slid his hands to her back, then down it slowly until they came to rest on her big ass. They kissed with a fierce passion as she kept fucking him, making the bed rock. They kept going until Bea cleared her throat loudly.
"Oh fuck, sorry," Sadie said, panting and slowing. "He's just, um...this feels incredible."
"I know," Bea replied. "I understand the difficulty."
"I think we need to schedule a little private time for Sadie and Trent," Mae murmured.
"You still trying to hook me up with more women?" Trent asked as Sadie got off of him and Tabby moved to take her place.
"Duh! I told you: I love getting my friends to kiss and fuck. I like having two people go together and I get to watch. Also, I love you, and I know you love fucking new girls, so...yeah?"
"I love you too, Mae, with all my heart," he replied.
"Good, now fuck Tabby."
"Hello, Trent," Tabby murmured in a sultry voice as she mounted him.
"Hey, uh...boss," he replied.
She snorted. "Not right now. Right now I'm mistress."
"Mistress, huh?"
"Yep. And mistress wants dick," she replied.
He began to say something but it quickly devolved into a long groan as she put his dick in her pussy and began bouncing on it. His hands found her wonderfully soft, full breasts and he found his head swimming even worse than before. She was really fucking him, and being really damn loud about it.
"Oh Trent! Oh fucking yes! That fucking dick!" she shrieked.
"Oh my fucking God Tabby," he groaned.
"That's right! That's fucking right!"
She pressed herself hard against him and then began stirring his erection around inside of her. He groaned again at the strange but wonderful feel of it. And then she went right back to bouncing. She put her big, white-furred breasts in his face when he grabbed her ass and he started sucking on one of her nipples.
"Ah yes! That's it! Good boy…" she moaned.
"Okay Tabby, it's been a minute, come on, you're gonna make him bust," Bea said.
"Right, sorry," she panted. "Fuck that's good dick."
"Your vagina is still amazing," Trent murmured as she got off him.
"Thank you. Right now you've got exclusive access to it because dating is hard and hooking up is scary now."
"Ugh, God yes," he heard Sadie mutter.
"My turn…" Jen said, grinning wildly as she climbed onto him.
Trent really began to lose himself in the women. Jen fucked him until he nearly came, and for a moment there he thought she was going to push him over the edge on purpose. Then Melody rode him with her acrobatic ease. And then he was being fucked by Claire. Then Ann, and Bea, and Mae, each of them grinning down at him in equal measures love and lust.
And then Sadie was riding him again.
"Come on," she whispered after a bit, "fill me up, Trent. I want you to come in my pussy."
"I'm gonna," he moaned. "I'm definitely gonna, in...just a moment…"
"Hmm, looks like I gotta pull out the secret weapon...get me pregnant, Trent," she said.
"Oh fuck!" he groaned.
"That's right, breed me!" she moaned as she began going faster.
He lasted approximately two point four seconds after that. She kept riding him as he began shooting his load into her, releasing his cum deep into her pussy in hard, furious spurts that sent shockwaves of bliss throughout him. He grabbed her big hips and thrust up into her, making her cry out as he kept orgasming. When it was finished and he had nothing left (for the moment), he flopped back onto the bed, panting.
"Damn, that was intense," she whispered, also panting heavily. "Holy shit, I forgot what good sex was like. Goddamn. Fuck. Shit that was good!"
"Okay, okay, come on," Tabby said impatiently. "Quit hogging him."
"Sorry," Sadie said, chuckling. She got off of him. "Oh man, you came a lot, Trent. I need a shower."
"I'll need one after this, too," Tabby said.
"We all will, might as well just leave it running," Mae said.
"Now, Trent," Tabby said as she got back atop him. She raised her hips and then brought them down firmly, pushing him all the way back up in her. "Give! Me! That! Cum!" she growled, pounding down against him with each word.
"Ah fuck…" he groaned. "This is...a bit much."
"Hey, you were told you were going to be fucked into a coma," Tabby replied, and kept bouncing on him.
He got really lost after that.
The weed seemed to come on stronger and the sense of unreality he had begun feeling when Bea had handed him the eyemask only strengthened. Tabby fucked him roughly until he came in her, and then Jen hopped on him. The night stretched on and it felt like he was being blasted and stretched, but in a way that he could not complain about in the slightest. He felt like he was being powerwashed with pleasure.
He managed to cum inside of Jen, then he needed a break. Melody and Claire laid with him, teasing him until he got hard again, or at least hard enough, and then Melody hopped on him and rode him until he came in her. He needed longer to recover after Melody, and managed to at least orgasm inside of Claire, though he felt sure nothing actually came out.
"You have drained me," he groaned, panting, after Claire had her way with him.
"You're welcome," she replied, patting his chest with a grin.
After that, he took a shower and smoked a little more. After that it got a lot hazier. He remembered getting ridden by Ann, and he thought Bea, and there was a vague sense that he'd done something with Mae some time later.
He didn't remember falling asleep, though he distantly remembered waking up a few times.
At some point, he woke to someone giggling and shaking him gently. He looked up at Tabby, who was smiling at him, very amused.
"I have to go now, Trent. I'll be in touch. It was fun, happy birthday, and congrats on...just everything," she said.
"Um...thanks," he mumbled, bleary and incoherent.
She giggled again and gave him a kiss. "Go back to sleep."
He did.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself among a pile of naked women. He thought his head would be swimming, but it wasn't. He actually felt really clear and calm. Slowly, Trent tried to get a sense of who was there and how to get off this bed without waking anyone. Mae, Bea, and Ann were all there. Claire had ended up fit awkwardly between Mae and Bea. And Sadie had ended up against him, half on him.
While he was still thinking, she came awake.
"Um...hi," she murmured.
"Hey, you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah. Uh...what time is it? I've got that awful feeling of oversleeping."
"No idea, I literally just woke up, too."
"Crap." She slowly began to move, then hesitated. "Holy shit, how did you fit so many naked women on this bed?"
"Were they not here when you came to bed?" he asked.
"No, it was just Mae who was passed out. And you. Shit, I gotta…" She began shifting around and carefully managed to get off him and onto the floor without waking anyone up. She grabbed her phone and looked at it. "Goddamnit!" she whispered. "Alarm didn't even go off...whatever, no missed calls or texts," she muttered. "I gotta shower."
"Can I join you?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure. Lemme just text my son, make sure he's still good," she murmured.
Trent carefully maneuvered his way out of bed and somehow didn't wake anyone up. He grabbed his own phone and checked it. It was almost ten in the morning. Wow. He normally didn't wake up til at least noon. He gathered up some new clothes and Sadie gathered up her own, then they headed into the bathroom. She took a leak while he brushed his teeth.
"This isn't weird, is it?" he asked after spitting out his toothpaste.
"Trent, I'd ask you to step out if I was weirded out by it," she replied. "Are you? Sorry, I really had to go."
"No, I don't care. I came inside you like twelve hours ago," he replied.
She laughed and finished up, then they got into the shower together. He let her have it first.
"I'm noticing you seem kind of...stoic? About everything? It's interesting," he said.
"Yeah. I've always been kind of even-tempered and reserved, but as I got into my mid-thirties I really just kinda chilled out even more. It's actually been kind of a problem, I'm realizing now."
"Why?"
"I don't know, it's like...the world's gone a little gray. I don't enjoy things as much. It's hard to get excited about things. Last night...well, I haven't done anything that exciting for awhile. Not since I was in college, and even then, I never went as far as I did last night. That was, um...the craziest thing I've ever done. Actually, I really wanted to thank you for it."
"Oh. Um. You're welcome? I definitely feel like I should be thanking you…"
She laughed. "I appreciate it, and you're welcome. It's just...hooking up is scary, as a woman. I don't really want to get dark, but...mmm. I guess, I've always got the sense that it's really hard for men to understand some of women's issues, and vice versa. I see the sentiment a lot that it's easy for women to get laid...and honestly, it is. But that's because I can walk up to most men, start aggressively hitting on them, and they'll take me home if I let them.
"Only there's so many bad outcomes to that. What if he's fucking nuts? What if he gets violent? What if he's got an STD? What if he springs some weird kink on me without asking? Like choking? There's just so many things that might go dangerously wrong, and sometimes there's red flags, but sometimes there's none! Sometimes a guy seems totally fine, but he's a fucking psychopath. But even if none of that shit happens, even it's completely on the level, there's still at least a, I dunno, seventy percent chance that it'll suck. Maybe I'm bitter, or I've known too many bitter women, but it seems like the default for guys is being lazy in bed, and I get it, women can be lazy too, for sure...am I coming off as crazy?" she asked.
"No," he replied. "I think you're right. That's sort of where I landed after learning more about sex in general. Women seem just more willing to at least try to do what guys want during sex. And the stupid thing is, guys have even less excuse not to do foreplay. How fucking hard it is to rub or lick clit? Where as sucking dick seems kind of difficult. I mean, like, doing it well?"
"I'd say that tracks. And just...what I was saying thank you for was the fact that you were really kind to me. And that was good sex. And I didn't realize just how much I missed it, or how amazing it was."
"I feel kinda bad, I just sorta laid there…"
"I mean you were stoned off your ass and specifically instructed to do so. But even stoned, I could just...I don't know, your body language? Like I could just read that you were trying to work with me, help me. The sex felt very unified, if that makes sense? Instead of just two people trying to get off. It was two people trying to work together."
"Did you?" he asked.
"Did I what?" she replied as splashed some of the water in her face.
"Did you get off?"
"I did, actually, the second time around? That was hot. But I saw a few videos of you and the others fucking, and like, man. You look like a porn star. You and Bea specifically. The two of you together are just...something else. Anyway, here, take the water, I gotta dry off and get ready to leave."
They switched places and Trent began cleaning up.
"But you gave me good, safe, happy sex, and this was after I was kind of soured on sex. I split from my husband four years ago and I tried dating after about six months. I brought two guys home and just...the first one was so lazy. It wasn't even like he was awkward or tired or anything, he just kinda expected me to do everything? The other guy was convinced he was a sex god and wouldn't listen to fucking anything I said. I actually had to stop in the middle and just give up. He yelled at me and got super pissed and I honestly thought I was going to have to fight him off, but he grabbed his shit and left, thankfully, and he lived in Briddle so whatever. I just gave up after that. I mean, what really bugged me was how they thought they were doing a good job, but dear lord were they not. Like, you outfucked them by a mile while stoned off your ass!"
"Good to know," he replied.
She paused in her drying. "Shit, I just realized I'm kind of just unloading so much shit on you. I'm sorry. I just...I guess I don't have a lot of people to talk to. Especially not about this."
"It's fine, Sadie. I'm not annoyed. I like talking, I also like talking about more real shit. I'm really glad I could help out, and I'd be very down to do it again," he replied.
"Oh good, I was trying to figure out how to ask that. Although I've gotta be completely honest, I will not have much free time. Between my job and my son and practicing saxophone with Saleem to keep my sanity, I have little in the way of time," she said.
"That's all right. I also am really busy. And I feel like that's only going to get worse."
"Right." She paused for a long moment.
"You okay?" he asked, resisting the urge to peek out at her.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just...um...I know you all said not to pry, but like...what happened that you took a bullet for Mae? Was that, like, real?"
He sighed. "It's...really complicated."
"I mean, are they still out there? Was it a robbery?"
"They didn't survive the encounter," Trent replied.
"...did you kill them?" she asked.
"No, although I would have if the situation had played out a little different. They were trying to kill us, no question. And it was a cop who did the killing. And...I can't say anymore. I really can't."
"Okay. Sorry. I'm just insanely curious."
"I get that. Part of me would fucking love to talk about it, but it's too difficult, it would cause too many problems."
Another long pause went by. "I have a really personal question, I think."
"You can ask it. I can't promise to answer it, but you can ask it," he replied.
"...would you have died for her?"
"Yes," he replied.
"Wow. That's-man, you didn't even hesitate."
"I love Mae. I love Bea. I love Ann. That love is absolute. There are things I wouldn't do for them, but I would go to great lengths for them."
"That's amazing," she murmured. "And romantic...thanks for answering."
"You're welcome."
"I have one more question on a completely different topic."
"Fire away."
"Does my mom bod really not bug you?" she asked.
He laughed. "Sorry," he said immediately. "I just-that isn't what I was expecting. And no. I think you're hot. Last night was awesome. This shower was awesome. You have amazing hips and thighs. And awesome tits."
She laughed then. "Well, um, thanks. It's nice to be appreciated."
"You fucked me raw and let me shoot a load into you, I deeply appreciate you," Trent replied.
"I'm glad. Okay, I'm dry and dressed. I need to go make sure I have all my shit before I go. I have errands to run today before I go pick up my son," she said.
"Okay, lemme walk you to your car," he replied, finishing up and killing the water.
"Thank you. I'll be downstairs."
Trent got out and dried off quickly, then hastily pulled on his fresh set of clothes. As he was finishing up, Bea walked in, groggily rubbing one eye.
"Hey you," she murmured. "Everything good?"
"Everything's great, pretty girl," he replied. "Gonna walk Sadie out to her car."
She smiled. "You're really sweet. Is your dick okay?"
"Um...it's kinda raw," he replied. "I think I might need to lay off sex for at least a few days."
"Sucks for everyone," she said, "but I get it. I'm gonna shower."
"Have at it," Trent replied, and slipped out.
He headed downstairs and found Sadie in the living room, sorting through her purse. He found Jen and Melody asleep on the foldout couch. They both looked like they were still naked.
"That has to be awesome to walk downstairs to," Sadie murmured as he came into the room.
He chuckled. "Uh, yeah. Big time."
"Okay, I've got all my shit. Time for me to go."
They headed outside. It as a nice day out. There were clouds in a blue sky, it was windy without being too windy, and there were storm clouds on the far horizon, promising an evening shower, if he remembered his glance at the weather app recently. There were a lot of cars in front of his house. For a moment he was thunderstruck by the notion that he had slept with eight women last night. Even thinking it just felt impossible, like he must be mistaken.
"Okay, Trent," she said as they approached her car. "It's been fun. Also, um, I'd appreciate it if we kept this on the down low. Bea said you'd be fine with that."
"I am, and I will," he replied.
"Thank you. It's...being a single mother is tough enough as it is. Don't need people calling me a slut. Anyway, uh, thanks again for everything. I'll see you later."
"See you later, Sadie, and thank you too," he replied.
She smiled, looked like she wanted to kiss him, then she frowned and looked around. There were people out on the street now, some watering their lawns, some chatting. She just nodded and got into her car and drove off. Trent headed back inside where he found Jen and Melody waking up.
"Mmm...you know, I never really thought I'd sleep naked in a bed with another naked woman, but I did think I'd be cool with it," Jen murmured as she stretched.
"Same, actually," Melody said. "Hey, you."
"Hey, it's lover boy," Jen said, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
"Yep. How you two doing?"
"Grumpy," Jen replied. "I gotta scoot. Who's in the shower right now?"
"Bea," he replied.
"She'll probably be cool with it if I join her in there. I was supposed to wake up like an hour ago. Dammit." Jen hopped up and hurried upstairs.
"I gotta go too," Melody said as she looked at her phone. "Dad's complaining that I'm not home. Oh well." She threw back the blanket and got to her feet.
"Jesus," he muttered as he looked at her.
"What?" she asked.
"You are just...crazy hot. Like you really are. I think you don't know how hot you are," he replied.
"It's closer to...I don't want to know. If you know you're hot, it's way too easy to get arrogant and up your own ass," Melody said. "And I don't want to be that person. So I'm just trying to keep it real, I guess. Also, there are definitely times where I see myself in the mirror and just...ugh."
"That's so hard to imagine, but that sucks. Well...I guess, if it helps, I'm into you for more than your fucking amazing body and symmetrical face."
She giggled. "Well thank you. How are you feeling?"
"Great. I feel like how I want to feel after a night like last night."
"Refreshed?"
"Yes, exactly. I'm honestly surprised. I feel great. Awake, aware, focused. Rested. Ready."
"You sure sound ready," she replied. "I don't know how you do it. Like legit I don't know how."
"Do what, exactly?"
"Everything! All of it! Three girlfriends, and basically a fourth who lives next door, a house, a job as a writer, and then all the other shit that crops up!?"
"I don't know either," he replied, a little uneasily. "I kinda worry I'm going to crash, and hard, at some point. But I like to think that I spent the first two decades of my life basically just not knowing what the fuck was worth doing beyond writing? Nothing seemed to matter, or at least, I just didn't seem to know where to direct my focus. But now I do. I care about everyone here more than anything I have in my entire life. But it does get exhausting."
"I bet...you're a really great guy. Like just really great." She sighed a little despondently.
"What?" he asked.
"Just...so I've more or less made peace with my catching feelings for you. But I'm just thinking about how fucking awesome you are. You are husband material. Like no question, no contest. You're kind and honest and hardworking and patient and communicative. Just all these great things! Also really hot, and good at sex. Like man. When we have sex it's amazing. And part of me wants to lock you down, because something I do believe my parents about, well, mainly my mom, is that men like you are rare. But I can't lock you down, you're already locked down."
"That's true. And, if it helps, I think I'd be pretty fucking happy to be with you, Melody. You are also really amazing. You are a lot of the things you see in me...don't settle. Find the right guy. Or no guy, if that's what you end up figuring out you want in life. But don't settle. And also...know that you can come see me whenever you want, or call me, text me, whatever. If you need a friend or help, you really can call me, or any of us in this house."
"This is the kind of thing that I think I won't realize just how great it is until a few decades have passed. Like how older people look back on their life and realize they didn't know how good they had it, or how great a person was...thank you, Trent. That means a lot." Her phone chimed. She heaved a sigh. "Goddamnit," she growled, lifting it to her face. "Yep, my dad again. Wants me home. I gotta take another shower, though, I still feel kinda grimy from all the fucking last night."
He laughed. "I don't blame you. I'm sure Bea will be aware that everyone will want a shower and will probably vacate the shower soon, so you can share it with Jen."
"Definitely never thought I'd be showering with another girl, but it doesn't bother me...can I use your toothbrush? I guess I lost the one I brought?" she asked.
"Yes. It's the blue one."
"Thanks!"
He looked at her wonderfully toned ass as she ran upstairs. Sure enough, Bea emerged almost as she got up there. Melody headed into the bathroom and Bea headed into the bedroom to get dressed. Trent spent some time straightening up the downstairs, as they had made something of a mess yesterday. After a bit, Jen came hustling downstairs, looking harried.
"Okay, lover boy, I gotta bounce. Got family shit to deal with today and also gotta drive out to fucking Hunwick...it was fun, Trent," she said, walking up to him. She gave him a kiss on the mouth. "I'll be in touch but don't wait up for me."
"Understood."
She paused and smiled at him. "You are so wonderfully uncomplicated. I kinda wish this could be my relationship right now, just with you by my college."
"Melody just told me she wished she could lock me down."
Jen chuckled. "You're a good boy. Good boys are rare." Her phone chimed. She sighed. "Gotta go. That'll be Gregg complaining that I need to get off your dick and come to the family gathering. God I hate his parents."
"Why? Also, that's funny."
"They're shitheads. I don't have time to get into it, but they're shit parents and he shouldn't put up with them. So glad he's moving his ass to Bright Harbor. Anyway, bye!"
With that, she hurried out of the house. And he'd barely begun cleaning again before Melody came downstairs in much the same manner.
"Okay, Trent, I have to head out. Need to get some gas before I hit the highway," she said.
"It's been fun, Melody," Trent replied. "Lemme walk you out to your car."
She smiled. "Well aren't you sweet? Okay."
"I might have an ulterior motive," he replied.
"Oh?"
"I kind of want to be seen walking hot girls out of my house to their cars," he replied. "Just a little."
"That makes sense. Come on, handsome."
She took his hand and let him take her outside and walk her to her car. They said their goodbyes and she gave him a rather long and affectionate hug and kiss, and then she was gone out of his life again, driving down the street and out of the town. Trent lingered for a moment, then headed back inside. He found Bea straightening up and he heard someone else moving around upstairs.
"Seeing your girlfriends off?" she asked.
"My girlfriends are all inside the house," he replied.
"Nah, man. At this point, we're your wives. Claire, Jen, Melody, Tabby, they're your girlfriends."
"That...is a very interesting way to look at it," he murmured.
"Knew you'd like that. What's on the schedule for today?" she asked.
"Not much. We gotta clean this place back up, but otherwise-" He paused as his phone started ringing. Pulling it out, he saw that it was Molly the Bombshell calling him. Probably wanted to wish him a belated birthday. He answered. "Hey, Molly. What's up?"
"Trent," she said, and he could immediately tell something was very wrong, "please help me."