Stuck at a Bachelorette Party Pt. 06

This is part six of an ongoing series, but the story relatively self-contained.

All weekend, his sister's friends kept telling Ethan how each of them always knew they were the one he had a crush on when he was younger. None of them were wrong, because young Ethan lusted after all of his sister's mature (to a ten- to twelve-year-old), amazing, and beautiful friends.

But Chloe... Chloe was different

Chloe was the one he'd truly loved. Her body wouldn't be the first you'd expect a young boy to covet; she had always been skinny with with her small tits and slim hips. No, it was Chloe's face and personality that got him; she practically glowed under her blonde hair, with piercing eyes, and a face that was both classically beautiful and cute as a button. Everyone in high school said she looked like a skinnier version of Sarah Michelle Gellar, not that Ethan knew who that was back then. Later, he had developed an unhealthy addiction to Buffy the Vampire Slayer as a teenager because of their uncanny resemblance and spent a suspicious amount of time watching that show alone in his room.

Chloe had always been the kindest to him, too. While the other girls ruffled his hair or pinched his cheeks, Chloe listened. She remembered his dumb little stories, laughed at his jokes, and made him feel like he belonged in the room with her.

He wasn't the only boy in love with Chloe, though; all of them were. She was the girl who could be around guys effortlessly, charm them without leading them on, and make them feel seen without offering more than friendship. She liked being around men, and they adored her for it.

So Ethan was overjoyed to help Chloe carry her packages from the rehearsal dinner to her Airbnb. He was bewitched by the simple act of walking together and catching up, and felt a pang of heartache at the front door of the little apartment she had rented for the weekend.

It had to end sometime, he thought.

As she opened the door, Chloe surprised him by asking him inside, then yelled, "Hey Trev, I'm back. I have Ethan with me." She dropped her purse by the door and kicked off her shoes like they'd done this a hundred times.

If Chloe was the one Ethan had fallen in love with as a child, Trevor was her perfect match. Even Ethan couldn't even hate him. He was tall, handsome, charismatic, and muscular, despite his slim build. Ethan shook Trevor's hand, and in reaching for it, he also spied a sizable bulge in his pants. The size of Trevor's penis was not something Ethan wanted to know, but they both knew he had seen it. Another reason he's better than me, Ethan supposed. Trevor just smiled and moved on casually.

Of course, Ethan thought, They're both so cool.

"I texted Trevor to tell him you were going to help me with the packages, and he thought we should invite you in," Chloe said as she motioned for Ethan to sit on one of the living room chairs. "I told him you were staying on your own at your uncle's, and how we had known each other forever, so he thought it might be nice to hang out a little."

Trevor Chimed in. "I also heard that you were trapped in your old bedroom for a full day during your sister's bachelorette party. That had to be weird." Trevor had already poured glasses of red wine for himself and Chloe and made a motion with the bottle toward Ethan, who nodded in response.

"So tell me," Chloe asked conspiratorially. "What are you doing at this wedding without a plus-one? I can't imagine there's a shortage of women from your college who would have come with you."

Ethan cringed internally at his childhood crush asking him about dating as Trevor placed a glass of wine in front of each of them.

"If only," Ethan muttered, taking a long sip of wine as an excuse to stop talking. It was embarrassing enough to be dateless, but why did everyone have to keep pointing it out?

The sting of his embarrassment softened under the warmth of Chloe's hand on his thigh as she went on.

"You always were shy, Ethan. It's part of what makes you cute. I know for a fact that women like you." She gave him a wide smile, more a teasing cousin than a flirt, and yet he felt that familiar flicker of his old crush.

Her hand was still on his thigh, and Ethan became uncomfortably aware of a stirring in his pants. He hoped she didn't notice. Luckily for him, Chloe shifted to face Trevor and removed both her hand and her attention from Ethan.

"Don't embarrass him, honey. I'm sure he doesn't want to talk about that."

Chloe dramatically brought both hands to her chest. "Me? Never. Besides, if I wanted to embarrass someone, I know exactly how I would do it."

She looked at Trevor as she stood up and placed herself in Ethan's lap. "Does this embarrass you, Ethan?"

Her skinny ass was warm against him, and she wiggled pleasantly as she gesticulated with her hands.

"Erm...." was all Ethan got out.

"How would sitting in his lap embarrass a guy like him? If anything, you're embarrassing me." Trevor sounded more hurt than mad.

Chloe turned herself sideways on Ethan's lap so she could look into his face. If she hadn't noticed the bulge forming in his pants yet, she would soon.

"Believe it or not, Trevor is shy, too," She purred. "He's the one who wanted to invite you over tonight, remember? What I didn't say is I think he kind of likes you. He hasn't even admitted that to me, but you can't miss these things when you've been with someone for years."

"Ugh, you're so infuriating lately. I think you've had too much to drink tonight." Trevor's voice was angry, but he seemed to shrink.

"I think I should go." Ethan leaned to his right, trying to extract himself from the chair. Still seated on his lap, Chloe placed a hand on the armrest to pull herself tighter against him; not forcefully, but enough to make it clear she wasn't ready to move just yet.

Chloe and Trevor both said "No," simultaneously, although their tones felt very different. Chloe was calm and commanding, while Trevor sounded surprisingly urgent.

What the hell was going on?

"Ooh, I thought I felt something down here," Chloe mewled, as she suggestively wiggled her hips in Ethan's lap. "Oh, I think Ethan brought a big gift to our party. Don't you want to see?"

Trevor watched them closely, his face somehow both crestfallen and elated.

"Ethan, you don't know this about Trevor, but he likes guys, too. He has a thing for college boys like you, which is why I brought you over. I think he's mad because you're more excited about me than you are about him."

Ethan swallowed. He found it hard to move from under Chloe, but the attention she was giving him meant he didn't really want to, despite the awkward situation.

"I'm sorry, I'm not really--"

"Into guys? I know, Ethan. Even at ten, I could tell you were 100% into women from the way you followed me around. I just had to prove it to Trevor." Chloe seemed entirely at ease and leaned forward to grab her glass of wine. The way she did it slid her ass up and down on Ethan's stiff, if very confused cock.

"It's okay, though. Trevor likes to play with guys, but he'll also take watching as a consolation prize, won't you, Trev?"

Trevor nodded his head. "May I?"

"It's really up to Ethan. Ethan, would you like to spend the night with me? Is it okay if Trevor watches?"

"I don't really feel comfortable with this." Ethan protested meekly.

"I'm not sure I believe you. Let me give you a test."

Chloe stood and slowly wiggled her panties down from under her skirt before dropping them on Ethan's face with a flourish. The silky fabric tickled his face as they slipped down his chin and into his lap as she walked past Trevor and into the apartment's bedroom. Both men were staring at her intently through the bedroom's open french doors as she slipped out of her skirt and crawled onto the bed.

"Ethan, if you want to be with me, you need to lick me right now. This is a tonight-only offer."

Chloe's ass was firm and alluring out of her skirt, but her pose was positively pornographic. She positioned herself on all fours, with her shaved pussy and asshole on full display between spread cheeks, as she waved her ass at Ethan.

"You can lick my pussy, or my ass, or both. I cleaned both of them up just for you, Ethan."

"I don't think I can...." Ethan began as he stood to leave. Maybe.

"Please stay," Trevor was begging at that point. "If you don't, then I won't get my reward."

Ethan had never heard Trevor sound so weak or whiny, but he seemed to gather himself a moment later, reverting to the more charismatic and confident Trevor Ethan knew.

"It's really okay. I want this."

Blonde bangs fell over one of Chloe's eyes as her impish stare fixed on Ethan over her shoulder. Ethan's gaze was fixed on her ass as she seductively teased him. This was too good to pass up.

Ethan took a beat to gather his confidence, then stuffed Chloe's panties into his pocket as he walked the few steps to the bedroom. In his mind, he planned to approach her slowly and sensually, but in reality he practically ran to bury his face in Chloe's pale pussy.

"Eager boy!" Chloe purred. "I've been stuck with Trevor this whole weekend, and it's so much different being with a real man. Please, lick my asshole, too. I scrubbed and scrubbed just for you."

That was the second time she had mentioned preparing herself. Had she been planning this all along?, Ethan thought.

Eating ass was new to Ethan, but it felt rude to waste all of Chloe's preparation. All of his focus had been on sucking her clit, but Chloe's skinny ass made it easy to kiss and lick wherever he wanted, so Ethan began to work his way upwards. He drew his slurping tongue along Chloe's labia, dipping the tip inside to taste her sweet musk and savor the feeling of her wet, inflamed lips before moving on to her little, pink star. She sighed hard when his tongue touched her, which emboldened him to do more. He began licking her ass in rolling circles and with increasing ferocity. The taste wasn't anything like he'd imagined; it tasted pleasantly like he was licking a nipple, more than anything else.

Chloe began gyrating her hips in pleasure, and Ethan used a free hand to pinch her clit between his finger and thumb. The moment his hand touched her, she began to buck with what he assumed was a small orgasm. The rhythmic spasming of her ass was intense, but ended quickly. Ethan continued working her ass and clit, eliciting a series of similar episodes of brief, shuddering pleasure. Chloe's cries grew louder and more urgent each time.

"Are you there, Trevor? Are you seeing this?" She moaned, and Ethan was suddenly aware that Trevor was behind him in a chair to his right.

"He looks like he knows exactly what he's doing. I bet that feels amazing," Trevor murmured, his voice harried. Ethan, caught off guard by the intensity of it, glanced over and was surprised to find that Trevor wasn't even touching himself.

Ethan added another hand to the mix, slipping his middle finger as deep as it would go to massage the inner wall of Chloe's pussy right behind her clit. Her moaning became more intense, and her hips gyrated wildly, until her voice finally devolved into cute little squeaks of pleasure.

"Move away, Ethan. Move away." She made a shooing motion with her hand, which quickly moved to stimulate her clit. Chloe's face plowed into the mattress as her other hand reached over the top of her ass to slide a finger into her back door. Trevor was suddenly kneeling on the floor beside Ethan, his face inches from Chloe's pussy when she started squirting wildly, shooting jets of liquid into Trevor's face.

Trevor opened his mouth and extended his tongue like a child trying to catch the rain, but he didn't touch Chloe. Her spurting fluids covered his glasses and dripped from the tip of his nose onto his tongue. Trevor was fervently rubbing himself through his pants as his girlfriend showered him in her cum, but his motions felt somehow unnatural. When Chloe's orgasm storm abated, Trevor returned to his chair, and Chloe rolled over to face Ethan.

She motioned for Ethan to remove his pants as she started rubbing her clit again. She curled a finger to beckon him closer and grasped Ethan's shaft as he kneeled beside her on the mattress.

"Not a bad start, but it's time to get serious."

"Wait, who said that?"

"Kayla. We drove to the walkthrough together, and she told me about your adventure last night. I swear, I think she almost came in the car just from talking about it." Chloe leaned forward to close her mouth briefly around Ethan's tip. "It's just a pity you showered after. It would be so hot to taste her on you right now."

They had been talking about him? If Chloe knew, who else did? Ethan began to spiral into worry about his sister again, but Chloe's insistent mouth on his cock brought him back to the moment. She had escalated quickly from gently using her velvety mouth, to gagging as she tried to swallow his dick whole.

"Fuck, I can't take the whole thing. Trevor, see what it's like to suck a real dick?"

Ethan was out of his depth for roughly the thousandth time this weekend. He had been intimidated by the bulge in Trevor's pants just a little while earlier, so it was confusing to hear Chloe mocking it now.

"Show him, honey."

From his kneeling position on the bed, Ethan watched Trevor stand and slip his pants off one leg at a time. His boxer briefs still showed a sizable bulge, but no sign of the growing erection Ethan expected to see. Trevor looked away as he dropped his underwear, exposing a bundle of cloths covering his manhood, and under those a metal cage girding his cock. It was hard to tell how big Trevor would be without what appeared to be a fairly tight restriction, but he certainly wasn't hung the way Ethan thought he was.

Chloe pulled her mouth from Ethan's cock, grabbing the attention of both men. "You see, he's not as big as you. Still, he has a hard time keeping that little thing to himself, so he's locked up until he forgets about that boy we met on vacation. He didn't even have the decency to share him with me."

She motioned to a key dangling around her neck, then returned to aggressively bobbing and sucking on Ethan's cock.

Ethan pulled back. "If this is going to be a one-time thing, I want more than a blowjob." This was a new situation for him, like so many others this weekend, but he was beginning to understand the rules.

"I know you don't just want to suck this big cock." He smacked it against her face as he said that, "You want it in you."

"See Trevor, that's a real man. He's going to fuck me until I walk funny, and you're going to have to hold my hand at the wedding tomorrow knowing he did it." Her eyes sparkled as she stared down her long-time boyfriend.

"Hold on. You don't tell me what I'm going to do, it's the other way around." Ethan smacked her cheek with his dick again, then rose without a word.

Chloe's mouth moved in stuttering surprise as Ethan walked from the room with slow, deliberate ease and returned with a dining chair in one hand and his wine glass in the other. Her shock turned to desire as he placed the chair in front of the bed, sat down with practiced calm, and took a slow sip of wine before finally speaking.

"That thing you were doing where you fingered your ass while rubbing your clit was pretty hot. Why don't you do that again?"

Chloe's mouth opened in a devilish smile. From her position on her back, she lifted her legs, bringing one hand from below her skinny thigh to rub circles around her asshole, while the other found her sensitive sensitive pearl. She began kneading both, although with tepid intensity.

Ethan set his wine glass down and walked to the end of the bed. "No, no, no."

Chloe paused as Ethan stood over her. He drew up saliva and spat on her swollen clit, then on her little pink asshole, giving it a lick for good measure.

Actually, it tastes more like a wheat cracker than a nipple,, he thought to himself.

He grabbed Chloe's hand and used it to demonstrate a more aggressive motion on her clit, which she began to emulate. The he used the palms of both hands to spread her cheeks wide while also tugging at her asshole with one thumb to stretch it slightly open.

"Inside, like before."

Chloe used the space he had given her to insert the tip of her middle finger into her rosebud, where she gently worked it in and out to the first knuckle.

"Better," Ethan said calmly as he resumed his seat and resumed drinking his wine. "Now, Trevor, kneel in front of her. I want you to see what you've been missing. Maybe you'll think twice before sticking it into other men without telling your wife. And make sure I can see."

Chloe's gasps grew harder, although whether it was because of Ethan's new attitude or the combined work of her hands was hard to tell.

Trevor positioned himself with his face six inches from Chloe's vulgar display and looked questioningly back at Ethan. "Is this good?"

"No, get closer, but stay to the right so I can see. Against her thigh."

Trevor's face was only inches from Chloe's hands as they frantically stimulated both of her holes. She was now two fingers deep in her ass, and the hand rubbing her clit was practically a blur.

"Good. Now, Chloe, I think Trevor and I would both like it if you could squirt in his face again."

A moan was her only response, although Ethan didn't get the feeling she was close. He set down his glass again and kneeled next to her on the bed, unbuttoning her top to expose her tiny, beautiful breasts.

"I see that I'm going to have to help." He pinched a nipple hard and watched her body tense with pleasure and pain. He ran his hand through Chloe's blonde hair, then grabbed a fistful of it as he pinched her nipple again. This move had a more electric effect. She might have even had a small orgasm like he had seen earlier, but it still wasn't squirting.

"You act like you want to be in charge, but you gave away the game. You need a real man to make you feel good. Even Trevor knows it." He pinched her nipple again, and this time he was sure she came. Then he pulled away the hand that had been on her clit and placed it on his cock.

"Rub softly for now. Keep me ready to slap my big cock all over your body." Then he cupped his hand over her exposed pussy, digging two fingers deep inside of her. With a firm, vibrating motion of his hand, he pulled his fingers hard into the upper wall of her vagina, stimulating her g-spot from the inside while his palm roughly rubbed her clit. He wasn't gentle.

Her hips raised from the bed, and Ethan heard Trevor gasp as Chloe started rolling her hips with pleasure. Ethan's other hand was still on her nipple, but he moved it to her mouth, shoving two fingers inside for her to suck.

Ethan was sure she came again, but she still wanted the full relief that came from squirting, and the satisfaction of doing it in Trevor's face. He took his hand from her mouth and used the wet fingers to pinch hard on Chloe's erect nipple. Ethan expected this to elicit a scream, but she emitted the same cute, tiny squeaks as the last time she had squirted. Chloe's hips went from rhythmic rolling to shaking as she coated Trevor's face in her liquids --in her pee, Ethan thought I heard it was just pee-- for the second time that night.

Chloe's hand had fallen still on his cock, but he didn't care at that moment. Ethan pulled his fingers from her pussy, eliciting moans as he languidly slid his palm and fingers along her clit on the way out. He stuffed his soaked fingers into her mouth, thinking again how what she was eagerly licking from them was mostly her own pee.

A quick pinch of her nipple startled her from her afterglow. "Can Trevor do anything for himself besides watch?"

Chloe looked at him with the calm air of a woman who had just cum hard, and answered sedately. "He's allowed to use some special toys when he's being punished, but it's too soon."

Ethan looked at Trevor, who nodded in appreciative agreement.

"Okay, then I think it's time for me to have some fun." Ethan helped Chloe out of her blouse, which was still hanging unbuttoned off her back. He reflected on how cute it was that she didn't need a bra for her perky, little tits, even at his sister's semi-formal rehearal dinner. He gently pulled her head towards him, and Ethan leaned in to kiss her, but she turned away.

"No, that's the one thing we can't do. It's part of our agreement."

Ethan looked at Trevor, who motioned for him to go ahead.

"I don't think Trevor agrees with you," he said as he gently brought her mouth back to his and kissed her hard. She resisted for a moment, pretending, but relented and explored his mouth with her tongue.

Ethan knew then that his job was to do anything and everything she asked him not to.

"You act like you want it, but I don't think you're ready to get fucked." Ethan teased, breaking from their passionate kiss.

"No, I want you so bad!" Chloe begged, her eyes glittering.

"Maybe later, if I think you've earned it. I think I've developed a taste for something else." He slid between her legs and pulled her ass as high as he could, meaning her ass was resting on Ethan's chest, and her head and shoulders were the only things still touching the mattress. Then Ethan mouthed Chloe's asshole, flooding it with as much spit as he could.

Chloe's legs hung over Ethan's shoulders as she fought for a way to balance herself, but he was able to manipulate her skinny frame with ease. His grip on her had to be tight, because Chloe's flailing reactions threatened to pull her away as his tongue and lips danced around and inside of her dirtiest hole. He found that she liked it when he circled it gently, penetrated with his tongue as far as he could, then did it all over again.

Ethan set her down briefly, only to roll her over and pick her up again in a reversed position. Chloe's legs stood straight up with her face hanging against his crotch.

Getting the hint, she took Ethan into her mouth. It was incredibly sexy to feel her straining to reach him, stretching her neck awkwardly because of the angle, but acting as if she had to have his cock in her mouth.

Despite the fact the Ethan's face was now closer to Chloe's pussy, he leaned forward to continue working on her back door, digging his chin into her vulva as he tongued her ass. He found that he could thrust his hips in this position and began pistoning into her mouth, eliciting a "Wow" from Trevor, who was back in his chair, rubbing himself through his cage.

When Ethan motioned for Chloe to get back on the bed, she happily helped him deposit her face down, ass up. His spit was perfect lube to slide his thumb into her ass, and Ethan used this new grip as a handle to manipulate her skinny body into a folded position. When he was done, her feet and ass hung off the side of the bed while her knees were tucked under her body, against her tiny breasts.

With his thumb still firmly inside of her ass, Ethan focused his the head of his cock on her pussy and slowly slid it inside. He could feel the pressure of his thumb pressing through the thin wall between her ass and vagina, but Chloe's wet heat was the star of the show.

"I can't believe you can't satisfy her, Trevor. She is so tight I can barely get inside, which seems perfect for you." Ethan was exaggerating slightly. Chloe's pussy was gripping him tightly, but her soaking vagina was easy to enter after the rough finger fucking he'd given her earlier.

Ethan reflected on how lucky he had been to have so much sex over the past 24 hours. He wanted to enjoy this moment, and he wouldn't have been able to last two minutes inside his childhood crush if he hadn't already cum so many times already.

As he increased his speed. Ethan was elated to feel Chloe passionately match his rhythm. She was crying out loud in pleasure then, unlike the little squeaks he remembered so well from her squirting episodes. Her rapturous yelps only turned Ethan on more; Trevor, too, so Ethan commanded her to rub herself, which she responded to quickly. He could tell the combined stimulation of her hand on her clit, his cock in her pussy, and his thumb in her ass was bringing her to a boil.

"Hold off a little longer. I want one more thing from you!" She commanded.

She had dropped the pretense of resisting him, and Ethan focused himself on short, hard strokes timed with Chloe's finger motions on her clit. Her cries lifted into a series of "Oh's," then dropped into the squeaking he now knew was the precursor for a massive orgasm.

Chloe pushed her hips hard into him, silently telling Ethan to hold himself all the way inside of her, while her finger continued to work furiously on her clit. When she came, her pussy contracted around Ethan in a way he had never felt before. Furious spasms ran up and down her canal, combined with an almost painful tightening of her muscles as her ass opened and closed around his thumb. Chloe held this position for a long time, squeaking and grinding herself into Ethan as her internal convulsions continued.

As the orgasm subsided, Chloe began swaying her hips gently to get Ethan moving again.

"She wants you to fuck her ass," Trevor said from the corner, and Ethan turned his head to see him rubbing himself through the cage.

"So do I." He added quietly.

Ethan knew he wouldn't be able to go on much longer, so he slipped himself from Chloe's pussy and began inching into her slightly gaped ass. The change in sensation was almost enough to put him over the edge immediately, but he resolved to savor this a little longer. He slid himself in slowly until his pubic hair brushed up against Chloe's skinny cheeks. She was silent, but he could see that she was clutching hard at the sheets with both hands.

The vision of his childhood crush, naked on the bed and clawing at the sheets, was too much for him. He pulled himself back for one final thrust, then realized he wasn't going to make it and he let himself cum with the head of his cock just inside her tiny hole.

"Fuck yes. Cum in me. Show him how it's done." Chloe could tell Ethan was finishing inside of her from his frenzied moans and the shaking motion of his hips. She pulled away by a few inches, causing the last of Ethan's sperm to splash onto her ass, then she surprised him by rolling away suddenly.

With a smooth motion, Chloe flipped onto her back with her legs in the air. Trevor was kneeling in front of her, bouncing on a prostate massager, pulled seemingly from nowhere, but he now embedded in his ass. He furiously licked Chloe's front and back doors clean of Ethan's cum while she rolled her hips against him and moaned. As Trevor was sucking on her asshole to draw out any leftovers, Ethan saw a jet of sperm shoot between the bars of the cage containing his cock.

With another swift motion, Chloe removed the key from her necklace and used it to unlock Trevor. She mouthed his cock, sucking gleefully, and Ethan saw that Trevor wasn't really that small. He might have been a bit below average, but nothing worth mocking.

"Was it good for you, babe?" Chloe looked deep into Trevor's eyes.

Trevor nodded, and they kissed, some of Ethan's cum transfering between their lips. Their game wasn't Ethan's thing, but they seemed to love it. He wished then that he had been able to give them a bigger cumshot to play with, but he had been draining himself faster than his body could keep up with the amount of sex he had been having.

"Thank you, Ethan!" Chloe embraced him from behind, giving him a hug that felt more friendly than sexy.

"It's not as fun for Trev if we tell people what we're up to beforehand. Most guys can't handle it, but you played your part perfectly. I knew you would after what Kayla told me."

"What did she say about me, anyway?"

Chloe paused. "I guess I can tell you. She said you gave her the biggest orgasm she'd had in years, and it was as much about what you did mentally as physically. She also said that Mia was there watching you, and turned on enough to lick you clean after you finished with Kayla."

"Oh, and Kayla said she liked your dick. Not too big or too small. How exactly did you get Mia there, by the way?" Chloe tapped a finger on Ethan's lower head as she said that last word. That same gesture would have been enough to get him rock hard yesterday, but all Ethan could manage right now was a stiffy.

"Any chance you want to go again?" Chloe asked.

"I'm afraid you've worn me out for now. Oh, and I don't know what was up with Mia. I never went further from my room than going across the hall to the bathroom, but I ran into her three times last night."

"I saw the two of you joking at dinner. I think somebody likes you." Chloe teased. "But you're right, we all need to look our best tomorrow. Don't rush out, though. I would really love to catch up a bit more."

They dressed and, indeed, spent another forty-five minutes drinking wine and catching up. It was small talk, mostly, but their conversation felt comfortable and never dull.

Not long before Ethan left, Chloe sat on Trevor's lap. Her beautiful eyes were teasing Ethan in the same way she had done to Trevor from Ethan's lap earlier. The display triggered an unexpected jealousy in Ethan, which he decided was the point. Ethan mused that it was a small price to pay for sleeping with his childhood dream girl, and he decided to tell her so.

"You know you were the one I was in love with growing up, right?"

"Yeah, I felt it at the time. You were a lovely boy, and you've grown into a lovely man."

Ethan considered telling her about his adolescent obsession with Buffy, but decided to keep that secret for himself. "Am I supposed to, or maybe allowed to, comment on what just happened?"

Chloe laughed. "So formal. Maybe just this once. Just so you know, this isn't something we talk about in public."

Ethan swallowed hard. He was already sure this was a regular thing for them, but it felt different for her to tell him they had specific boundaries around it.

"You are still the sexiest girl I've ever seen. I just had to say it once."

She stood up from Trevor's lap and walked over to Ethan. "Well, if we're making exceptions..."

Chloe gave Ethan a passionate kiss, pulling his hand against her tiny breast through her blouse. "If we're making up for lost time. That's for all the times you made eyes at me as a kid. You were such a little puppy dog, but you deserve it after tonight."

She stood and returned to Trevor's lap, looking every bit the mischievous cat who ate the canary. "There is one exception to us never talking about this again. Maybe, some day, you'll get a text from us asking you to come over again."

They all finished their wine, and Ethan left soon after. There wasn't much else to say that night.

Ethan walked the short distance back to the venue for the rehearsal dinner, where he'd left his car. As he reached for his keys, he found Chloe's silky panties in his pocket; another addition to his unintentional collection.

He sat in his car with his head on the steering wheel for a while before starting it. Chloe had let it slip that the bridesmaids were gossiping about him. It was inevitable that his sister, Elizabeth, was going to find out, at which point she would justifiably kill him. Given his upcoming death sentence, Ethan figured he could at least enjoy the fact that he had hooked up with six out of eight of his sister's bridesmaids, --if you counted watching Lisa eat Mia out-- and the weekend wasn't even over. Oh, and two of their dates, too, if you counted Trevor's watching.

"A death row inmate deserves a last meal," he thought as he started his car and headed back to his studio apartment for the night.

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The wedding day comes next, so only one chapter to go.