I thought it was a dream. But it wasnt.

I woke up. Kaya was watching me. The music was low. The people were gone. Except Shannon. The tall southern girl. The one we had been scoping. Lean body. Full boobs. Firm ass. Long brown hair. Beautiful brown eyes. She was sitting next to me. Looking at me. Her arm around my shoulder. Ours eyes met. I hesitated. Looked at Kaya. I didnt know what to do. Too many rum and cokes. Kaya came around. Sat in front of us. She smiled. It was ok.

I looked at Shannon. She brought her hand to my face. Traced my lips with her thumb. Then kissed me. My head was cloudy. I knew Kaya was there. She gave me the ok. But guilt filled me. It didnt stop though. The kissing continued. There were fingers at my crotch. Massaging my pussy. Hitting all the right spots.

Then everything stopped. I opened my eyes. People were there. Drunk. Making noise.

Kaya pulled me up. We were leaving. I fell asleep along the way. Then we were on the bed. I was naked. Shannon was kissing my shoulders. Her fingers caressing the back of my neck. Sending sensations down my spine. I drifted in and out. Shannon was kissing me. Kaya was kissing me.

I woke in the morning. Kaya was spooned behind me. Shannon was in front of me. Caressing my face. Telling me things. How she was instantly attracted. How she was going to get me. Cause she always gets what she wants. It sounded ridiculous. But familiar. I used to say all that. When Id meet cute girls. Now she was saying it to me. But it felt good. Being wanted like that.