“I need someone that might be able to keep up with me. I think you could have a shot,” she bragged.
My phone beeped. The girls must be back. I liked to run with someone, maybe she could keep up.
“Meet me at the entrance at six tomorrow morning, and we’ll go running. If you can keep up, I’ll work out with you in the afternoon. I’ve got to go.”
“That’s awful early,” she complained.
“Only time I can do it. Take it or leave it,” I said as I went back to the room.
THE TEXT WAS ACTUALLY from Sandy. I stopped at her room.
“Ew, you stink,” she complained.
“Nice to see you, too. What’s up?”
“Devin went home with Lana,” she said, and she handed me two keys. “I told him about you spending the night. He said to take his apartment for the rest of the week.”
“That’s great for me, but how’s he doing?”
“Not so good. Lana was his first serious girlfriend. Devin has never been very lucky in love. He went through a string of girlfriends in high school who all treated him more as a friend than anything else. Then he had to take over the business. He really hasn’t had time to date. We were all surprised when Lana showed up. I feel bad because he really did love her.”
“That sucks. Tell him I’m sorry, and thanks for the apartment.”
“Before you go, here’s the card for tomorrow’s model.”
Her name was Sage. She was five-ten and was a 34B. She had dirty blond hair with blue eyes. In the special notes, it mentioned ballet and horseback riding.
“So what are we doing tomorrow?”
“We’ll be shooting polo ponies, bike riding, and Napa Valley.”
“Sounds like a full day,” I said, and then went to pack.
THE GIRLS STILL WEREN’T back, so I just went on up to Devin’s apartment. He had top-of-the-line accommodations. Both Sandy and my apartments would have fit in his and it was a corner unit. It had a private balcony with a hot tub. You could see Treasure Island and Alcatraz in the bay. I took a shower and got into the hot tub. It was heaven. It also reminded me that I should go visit Beth when I got home. Her dad usually needed help getting the pool and hot tub ready for the summer. He normally did it Memorial Day weekend. In reality, I think he just liked having Greg and me around so he could do guy stuff.
I sent a text to Tami to see where they were. She sent one back saying they’d gotten stuck in traffic. The next one said Missy estimated they’d be at the apartment in about an hour. I replied I planned to grill out and to invite Chuck.
I sent Beth a text with a selfie of me with the backdrop of the view from the balcony. I told her I wished she were here. I sent one to Lily and asked her to put it on my Twitter account, and tell everyone that I was having a good time. It was sad that she’d banned me from posting after I confirmed on Twitter that Adrienne and I were having a love child. I think my badly Photoshopped picture of Adrienne with a baby bump was the final straw.
I checked the food situation. Devin had everything I needed. I wrapped the potatoes in foil, and put them on the grill and got them started. I made a marinade with lemon and rosemary and put the chicken breasts in it. I also made a salad. There was a big bag of lemons, so I made lemonade.
Tami sent me another text saying they were back and asked where I was. I answered with the apartment number. I’d also invited Sandy since she didn’t have anything else to do. Kendal and Clare were going to a club. The girls arrived and were busy checking out the apartment while Chuck and I put the chicken on the grill. Sandy showed up, and the girls were up to something in the kitchen.
“Any problems?” I asked Chuck.
“Besides them flirting with me all day, no, everything was fine.”
“Do you see any issues with them flirting with you?”
“No. I realized how old they are. You’ve nothing to worry about.”
I just let it go. I guess if they were going to flirt, it was better it was him than some random guy. It suddenly dawned on me that that was what Devin must have felt like. He knew he could trust me, as I knew I could trust Chuck.
“Did they like the campus?”
“Oh, yes. Tami liked it enough to go talk to their recruiting coordinator. Your website is impressive, by the way. I knew you were good but had no idea you were that good. Missy and Harper are also interested. They were planning on going out East, but Stanford has a lot to offer. It’s also very hard to get into. I think the girls liked the challenge.”
Tami and the girls showed up with drinks. She’d found my lemonade. Harper had discovered a bottle of Yellow Rose Outlaw Bourbon and a bartender’s bible. Everyone but Tami and I were trying her concoction. Harper gave me a taste and it was good. I could see kicking back and sucking a few down, but I was in training. I also had one of the bosses not ten feet from me.
We decided to eat out on the balcony and watch the sun go down. After dinner, Chuck and Sandy took off. Missy and Harper were on their fourth cocktail. I started a fire, and they curled up on the couch and were talking, so I took Tami to the balcony. I talked her into getting into the hot tub. Actually, I just got undressed and she followed my lead. I smiled as I dropped my shorts and went commando.
“So, did you figure things out today?” I asked her.
She didn’t say anything. She just came across the hot tub and kissed me. She straddled my lap and started slowly to grind on me. I guess this meant sex was back on the table. We did that until I was getting too hot. We climbed out of the hot tub and peeked into the living room. Missy and Harper were sound asleep and the fire was down to embers. We snuck through and went to the master bedroom.
Tami found my bag and got out the box of condoms. I’d been buying the variety pack ever since Angie got them for me. Tami picked one and put it on me. She pushed me back and straddled my hips.
“Relax, I’m driving,” she told me.
She found the right angle and pushed me home with a grunt.
“I think you’re getting bigger. It feels so good!” she said, as she inflated my ego and proceeded to use my body.
She hadn’t been with me for over four months, and Rose had me ready to go earlier today. The combination had us both peaking in short order. I got up and took care of the condom, grabbed a warm washcloth, and crawled back into bed. It had been a long day so we both fell asleep.
Chapter 2 – You Have Got To Be Kidding Me
Tuesday May 20
I WOKE UP TO FIND MYSELF on the outside looking in. It seemed that Harper and Missy woke up and figure that our bed was big enough. I looked at the clock and I decided to get up to go run. I took a quick shower so I wouldn’t smell like sex, and got ready to go. They all looked so cute sleeping together that I couldn’t resist taking a picture.
I was downstairs a little early and found Tara waiting for me. She clearly wasn’t a morning person, because she just grunted. We stretched and then I took off. She called me a bad name and caught up. I wanted to see the famous crooked street, Lombard Street. It wasn’t as close as I’d thought. By the time we reached it, Tara was sucking air. She was getting more than she’d bargained for.
She took one look at the steep hill and stopped.
“You have got to be kidding me,” she bitched.
“Come on, Princess! Show me what you’re made of.”
I knew she was competitive, but she tried to race me up the hill. I let her get ahead because I knew the slope was going to be a killer. About halfway up, she hit the wall. She was going to stop, but I dragged her up the rest of the way. She rewarded me by puking her breakfast. It looked like Cheerios.
“Walk it off, or you’ll cramp,” I told her.
I handed her my water bottle to rinse her mouth out. She glared at me as she tried to bring her heart rate down. I jogged up to the corner and back. She was ready to go again. She handed me back an empty water bottle, and I figured it would be about three more blocks before she puked again. She made it four, which impressed me. I took her to yesterday’s restaurant and ordered us both the steak and eggs with tomato slices and hot tea. It was a casual place, and sweaty runners didn’t seem to faze the staff.