Erica shifted her hand from her clit to cover her pussy before I pulled out of her. I didn’t want to, but I knew it would be too much of a mess if I let myself go soft inside her, and I didn’t want to explain that stain to my grandmother.
I withdrew from her and rolled to the side. Her hand caught most of the mess that followed my dick, and she scampered off to the bathroom to clean herself up.
I glanced at Melanie. Her eyes were closed, but I swore I could see a faint smile on her face as she lay there. Her head was tilted towards me. I held my gaze for a few seconds, checking she was asleep before I joined Erica in the bathroom to clean up.
Had she been watching this whole time? I wondered. If she had, she was even more desirable than I thought.
***
We were awakened early by my grandmother cooking biscuits and gravy for breakfast. She overlooked that I’d slept in the living room with the girls and wished us a pleasant drive as we left.
The drive home was quiet, as we were tired from the lack of sleep. Melanie didn’t seem any more rested than Erica and me as she napped in the back. Erica joined her in slumber as she reclined the passenger’s seat.
I didn’t mind as I enjoyed driving in silence. It gave me plenty of time to relive what happened the night before. Part of me wanted Melanie to have watched, but I worried our friendship would be different if she had.
If Melanie had seen or heard anything the night before, she didn’t let on as she hugged Erica and me goodbye as I dropped her off. She gave no sign of unease or awkwardness and cheerfully waved goodbye as we drove off.
I dropped Erica off and went home. I showered and finished the homework I’d procrastinated on as usual. I masturbated that night, thinking about having sex next to Melanie. As I came, my fantasy morphed into a threesome, although it didn’t involve Erica.
I really hope Melanie wasn’t asleep. I thought as I dozed off, knowing if it was true, she was naughtier than her preppy good girl persona.