that way, it was always quick glances, and if they noticed I had caught them, they would become embarrassed and look away.
Not Joey. He looked and didn’t care if you knew it. And he looked as long as he wanted to, like he was doing now. I felt the warmth of excitement building inside of me, and my nipples visibly stiffened.
His eyes returned to mine and that smile curled on his lips. I had a sudden idea.
“Joey, Shane is going out tonight. Would you like to come over? Bring your swimsuit and we’ll hang out by the pool?”
He nodded. “Yeah, that would be cool.”
“Hey Joey,” a voice from behind him said, “What’s taking so long?”
We turned and there was one of Joey’s old high school buddies whose name I couldn’t remember.
“Just chill dude, can’t you see I’m talking to Erica?”
“Oh. How’s it hangin’ Erica?”
Joey turned back to me, and nodded back towards his friend. “Hey, do you mind if I bring my cousin Tony here with me tonight? And his girlfriend?”
“Sure,” I said, still smiling but a little disappointed we wouldn’t be alone. “No problem. We’ll have a little party.”
“Yeah, a party. I like the sound of that,” Joey said with a smile, as his arm curled around my waist and pulled me to him.
“Joey Fatone?” Shane said as he drove us home. “You invited him over tonight?”
“Yeah, and his cousin and his girlfriend. Is there a problem with that?”
He sighed. “You know I never liked him.”
“Shane, you never liked any of the boys I dated.”
He was silent a moment, then said, “Maybe I’ll stay home.”
“Shane!”
“I’ll stay inside. You’ll never know I’m there.”
“No.”
“I think it’s for the best.”
“Shane, you have a date.”
“She’ll understand. My mind’s made up.”
I sat back with my arms folded. “Fine. Then I’m calling Joey and changing our plans. We’ll go out instead.”
“Erica.”
“My mind’s made up.”
There was long silence before he replied. “Ok, they can come over. But no alcohol or drugs, right?”
Once, when Joey and I were relaxing in his backseat after a rigorous fucking session, I had asked him why he didn’t drink or take drugs. He explained that he used to, but he found that they dulled his senses and he didn’t enjoy sex as much. Or, as he put it, “I can’t feel the pussy.”
But I didn’t think Shane would want to hear it put that way, so I said, “Joey doesn’t do that.”
He was quiet again, then reached over and rested his hand on my thigh. “I forget sometimes that you’re all grown up, and you don’t need me to protect you anymore.”
I smiled softly and placed my hand on his, pressing it firmer against me. “I kinda like it, even though you are a pain the ass.”
He chuckled. “Good. That means I’m doing my job.”
Chapter 8
Shane left for his date around seven, and Joey and his friends showed up at eight. I spent the time between looking at Shane’s videos again, particularly the ones of him and Beth. It excited me to think they would soon be doing the things I was seeing in the video.
Tony’s girlfriend was a cute brunette named Gwen who looked like she was fourteen. Her breasts were small, and her figure was slightly boyish. But it turned out that she was eighteen, and had just graduated from high school. In fact, she told me she and I actually had a gym class together during my senior year, but I didn’t remember her.
We talked about girls we knew while the boys showed off on the diving board, and it turned out we had a lot of mutual friends. And she was actually a distant cousin of Kelly’s.
“Small world,” I said.
“Small town is more like it,” she replied. “I can’t go anywhere without meeting some girl who screwed the same guy as me.”
I laughed.
“You think I’m joking, but I’m not. And it’s not like I’m a slut or anything. I’ve only been with six guys.”
I laughed some more, and said, “You want to put your theory to the test?”
“You mean with you?”
“Yeah,” I said with a grin.
“How many guys you been with?”
“Here in town? Let’s see… Um, seven.”
She grinned. “Then we’re about even. I’ll go first. You ever been with Tony?”
“No.”
“I didn’t think so. He and Joey are a lot alike, but they don’t share girls. Once one of them is with one, the other considers her off limits.”
“So that means you’ve never been with Joey?”
“No,” she said, giving me a curious glance, “but I’ve heard he’s good.”
I smiled. “Very good. He was my first.”
Her eyes opened wide. “Seriously?”
I nodded.
“And it was good from the start?”
“Oh yeah. He’s got his rough bad boy image, but he can be surprisingly gentle in bed. And rough too. He’s good at knowing what you want.”
She looked thoughtful for a moment. “Damn. Maybe I dated the wrong cousin.”
I laughed hard. I really liked this girl. “Something wrong with Tony?”
“No, not really. He’s got a nice big cock, but sometimes it seems that he thinks that’s all it takes, know what I mean?”
I nodded. “I know exactly what you mean. It’s ‘here it is baby, now be grateful and do all the work.’“
She laughed. “Exactly!” Then she added, “I guess it’s my turn. How about Robbie Dupree?”
I shook my head. “I don’t think I know him.”
“He was in my grade. I lost my virginity to him at summer camp when I was fourteen.”
“Was it nice?”
“Yeah, it was. Neither of us knew what we were doing, but it was sweet.”
“Sounds special.”
“But then we came back home and started school in the fall, and he wouldn’t talk to me. He’d walk right by me in the hall and act like I didn’t exist. I blamed myself for being a whore, and I didn’t let another dick near me for a year.”
“What an asshole.”
“Ok, your turn.”
“Um, Glen Pantera?”
She looked surprised. “The quarterback?”
“Yep, that one.”
