Lucy was next to her, sitting under a parasol with a book and a joint, wearing her purple beanie and a black bikini. She would’ve stayed inside if not for both Kim and Jessica being currently on the lake. Jessica extended one of her chubby arms to grab the blunt from between Lucy’s lips.
“Hey, Jess!” a perky brunette called while climbing onto the wooden island.
“Hey… you…” Jessica lowered her glasses to get a better look at the girl.
“Lana,” she finally said, after meeting Jessica’s confused stare.
“Oh, yeah.”
“Do you not remember me?”
“… Have we had sex before?”
“What! Ew, no!” Her face turned red, with indignation, or shame, or maybe both. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say it like that. I swear I’m not homophobic or anything. And I didn’t mean it like, ew you’re unattractive or whatever, it’s not- you’re pretty, I’m just not- I don’t- I’m not…”
She paused, eyeing Jessica for a second, as if expecting her reaction, fearing retaliation. A younger Jessica might’ve thrown her into the lake for less, but she was serene that day, especially since she was getting high on Lucy’s stash. She vaguely remembered the girl, probably someone she met at Allison’s sorority parties and who believed herself memorable.
“What do you want?”
“So, then, hum, are you… lesbian, then?”
“Why?”
“It’s just, well… huh… I heard, from Alli, that you were kinda with Scott?” She looked out into the lake at the group of loud men.
Jessica laughed. “Scott and I are just friends, you got my blessing if you wanna get with him, Dana.”
“It’s Lana.”
“See, I would remember your name better if you went and got me a beer from that cooler,” she told her while pointing at the blue box across the quay.
“But… it’s not even twenty feet from you.”
“Yes, but, I am sitting down, and you aren’t,” Jessica argued.
The other girl must’ve been swayed by her argument, because she brought back two cans; One was for herself.
“So, what’s the deal, exactly? Between you and Scott?”
Jessica eyed her up and down from behind her sunglasses. The tight little brunette had a small chest, but a perfect bubble butt. She also had one of those cute “girl-next-door” kind of face that looked good even with no makeup, soaked in lake water. Scott likes girls like me, not thin little sorority sluts. Shit, that’s not true, I’ve seen some of the girls he’s been with before, he likes all kinds of sizes. Fuck.
Jessica almost regretted giving that girl the greenlight. She had come here with Scott as friends (albeit with benefits, but still just friends), because she wanted to leave her options open in case she saw anyone other than him that she wanted to bang. But now, the idea that he might fuck someone else made her blood boil. She didn’t even know if he had messed around with anyone else since Halloween. She had never asked him about it, but she didn’t know whether it was because she truly didn’t care what he did on his own time, or because she would’ve hated to hear about him shagging other girls.
“They’re friends-with-benefits,” Lucy said, her eyes still facing her book.
“Oh?” The… other girl responded. Shit, was it Diana or Dana?
“Yeah… we are,” Jessica stated, with pride. She was at least glad that the other girl was now aware that she wouldn’t get Scott all to herself, if she even managed to seduce him. It seemed to chill the other girl’s enthusiasm a little. Just a little. She finished her drink and then jumped in the lake, at about the same time Kim was making his way up the ladder.
“How’s my best girl doing?” Kim asked with a wide smile.
“I’m good,” Jessica responded before Lucy had the chance to open her mouth. Jessica received a light slap on the arm for that.
The rest of the day was pretty chill, especially since Jessica went to take a nap. She woke up around nine pm, which was great because the raunchy drinking part of the evening wouldn’t have started yet. Loud bass resonating through the walls and floors of the cabin had pulled her out of her slumber. She put on a tight white shirt with a little red blouse, as well as a black skirt and dark nylon pantyhose. Before coming out of her room, she put on some cute colorful makeup and decided to go with glasses instead of contact lenses.
When she got to the kitchen, she saw the tight brunette (Linda?) hovering around Scott, laughing way too hard at the things he said and finding excuses to touch his arms. Scott is not that funny. Scott seemed to enjoy the attention, until his eyes fell upon Jessica. She decided to give him the librarian look, tilting her head forward to look at him over the rim of her glasses. She licked her lips for good measure.
The look of lust that Scott gave her back was a good indication that she had succeeded. He lifted a finger at the girl by his side, and whispered something, probably along the lines of “can you give me a minute,” or something.
He made his way towards Jessica, who kept up the librarian look until he was standing right in front of her.
“You’re wearing your glasses.”
“I am.”
“You look like a librarian.”
“I do.”
“I… dig it.”
“I know. Wanna break the rules and have sex somewhere we’re not supposed to?”
Scott said nothing. Of course he wanted to do that. She knew that. He knew that she knew. She grabbed him by the hand and pulled him away, trying to make sure that Allison didn’t see them sneak together to the second floor and into the master bedroom’s lavish bathroom.
Jessica sat on the sink while he ate her pussy, her toes curling against his hard muscled back. They could hear the resonance of the loud bass, so Jessica allowed herself to make a bit of noise as she enjoyed her friend going down on her.
After he made her cum, it was his turn. She kneeled on a fuzzy bathroom towel and opened her mouth greedily, but he pulled out his phone and gave her a “may I?” kinda look, to which she nodded with a smile. After taking a picture of her looking cute, he got to fucking her face. He was kinda rough, but eventually she had to tap him and pull him out of her throat to beg him to be rougher, which he agreed to without hesitation.
To her surprise, he pulled out right as he was on the edge; It turned out that he wanted to blast ropes all over her face. Her glasses, especially, received a thick layer of nutmilk. He took out his phone again, and this time she even let her tongue out and made peace signs, giving him a cute cum-covered ahegao face.
She hastily cleaned her glasses and her face, but a few drops had fallen on her shirt. Luckily, she had chosen a white shirt, so the cum-stains were relatively invisible.
“You ready to go back downstairs?” she asked with a smile.
“Wait, we gotta clean our mouths.”