Summer of Secrets Ch. 01

Author's Note: This miniseries is set after the character specific chapters in the series. While they are not ABSOLUTELY required to understand the Summer of Secrets, they do provide a baseline start for the characters involved and give context for some of the drama that is about to unfold.

*All characters involved are 18 or older.*

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~Barry~

*5:30 PM*

"Jordan Belmont."

The usual scattered applause that followed the call of a name was replaced by an uproar of cheers and applause from the crowd. Jordan couldn't help but smile brightly as she made her way across the stage to grab her diploma. Whistles rang out, as well as screams, quickly followed by the familiar chant from her volleyball team. It wasn't all for nothing either, this year's graduation was going out on a high note. Anderson High had won the state championship for volleyball, bringing the gold to their school just as Jordan had planned.

"Congratulations." The principal stated as he handed Jordan her diploma and shook her head.

"Thank you." Jordan responded, walking along the stage and smiling at the rest of the teachers along the way. She squealed at the sight of her favorite teacher, Mr. Bee and quickly ran towards him.

"Congratulations, Jordan." Mr. Bee said as they hugged each other.

"Oh thank you so much, Mr. Bee!" Jordan exclaimed. She broke away from the hug and continued her final victory trek back towards her seat. The principal waved his hands to calm down the crowd and the cheering eventually slowed to a silence, allowing the principal to call the next name on the list.

"Oh thank you so much, Mister Bee." Rebecca mimicked mockingly beside Barry as they sat down in their chairs. She spoke low, just loud enough for Barry to hear. Barry rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Girl, don't you start." He said through a fake smile.

"I'm just saying..." Barry sighed audibly enough to cut his co-worker off. Here we go again, round and round the wheel goes. Barry shifted in his chair and clapped once the next student was called. Graduation, what a joyous occasion as a student and as a teacher. For a student, it meant they were taking the first step towards the rest of their life. For a teacher, it meant they no longer had to deal with the students anymore.

"What are you doing tonight?" Rebecca asked quietly as she clapped her hands and smiled at the student walking past. "End of year party at the Union tonight if you're down."

"Yeah? Is your husband coming?" Barry asked. He could practically sense Rebecca rolling her eyes without having to look at her.

"Yes. And so is Bethany." Rebecca answered.

"Oh?" Barry smirked and looked over at Rebecca. "Maybe I will go then," He said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "That way I don't have to watch you act like you're happily married."

His mind raced back to just one week ago, back to the night he had with Rebecca and Bethany, a teacher that worked in the ninth grade. Truth be told, Barry hadn't thought much of that night since then, until now. Rebecca had brought Bethany with her, revealed their affair to her, then they all hooked up. It was a fun night, but it was just one night. The following week Barry had been focused on just getting through and finishing up end of year paperwork and graduation. But now that was done, and the thought of seeing Rebecca with her husband at the bar infected his mind. It shouldn't have made him angry, he knew the rules when it came to Rebecca, but he could feel the anger rising up anyway.

Maybe seeing Bethany would be a good thing. The best way to get over one woman was to get on top of another, right?

***

~Kevin~

7:58 PM

"Yo my boy!" Kevin smiled brightly at the sound of his best friend's voice. Paul practically ran through the crowd towards Kevin, and the pair slapped hands. "I can't believe we're here." Paul said, excitement in his voice. Both boys couldn't help but smile with wide grins as they held their diplomas in one hand.

"It's crazy bro." Kevin responded, feeling the heat of the Nevada sun in his gown.

"Oh my god you guys!" The familiar voice of Mrs. Owens rang through the noise of the crowd and both boys turned around. Kevin smiled at the sight of Katie Owens and stepped to the side as she hugged her son. Katie hugged her son, Paul tightly, and planted a kiss on his cheek. "I'm so proud of you, sweetie." She said during the hug.

"Thanks mom." Paul said. Katie stepped aside and Paul looked over at his dad who quickly stepped forward to hug him.

"Good job son." Mr. Owens said. Katie turned to Kevin and smiled. As was always the case, the sight of Katie sent Kevin's blood flowing and he found himself thankful for the gown.

"You too Kevin," Katie said, stepping forward to hug him as well. The two embraced warmly, the smell of Katie's perfume clouding Kevin's mind as it infiltrated his nose. Katie rubbed his back and then stepped back.

"Thank you, Mrs. Owens." Kevin said with a smile. The pair locked eyes and Kevin felt the urge to hug Katie again and kiss her like a long-lost love. Paul quickly stepped up and slapped a hand on Kevin's shoulder, breaking him from his imagination.

"Dude, where's your mom?" He asked, none the wiser.

"Right here!" Claire quickly called out. Kevin spun around and spotted his mom pushing her way through the crowd. She quickly reached her son and wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug.

"Ohhh..." Kevin groaned with a slight pang of embarrassment. Claire kept up the tight hug and laughed.

"My baby boy, all grown up now." She remarked.

"Mom, come on." Kevin muttered. Claire broke away from the hug and stepped back.

"Oh well excuse me for being proud of my one and only." She looked at her son and they both smiled at each other.

"Hi Miss Chambers." Paul greeted. Claire turned her eyes towards Paul and stepped forward to hug him as well.

"Congratulations, Paul. I'm so proud of you two."

"Thank you ma'am."

Claire moved to grab the diploma from Kevin's hand and looked up at him.

"Are you still going to Paul's? Celebrating with your team?"

"Yeah, if that's good with you?" Claire nodded and began to dig into her purse.

"Yes, I have to head into work so nobody will be home." Claire pulled out her car keys and looked up at her son. "You behave yourself, no alcohol, and don't let these little floozies get to you either."

"Don't worry, Claire," Katie called out, placing a hand on Kevin's bicep. "We'll be at the house to make sure nothing happens. I'll take care of him."

That's what Claire was afraid of. She had seen how Kevin looked at Katie, and how Katie practically begged for the attention of every young man in town.

"Thank you, you have my number, and the Union's. If anything happens, just call."

"Will do, don't worry, Andrew has food ready to grill and all the soda you can ask for." Katie said reassuringly. Claire nodded and hugged Kevin once again.

"Okay, have fun, love you."

"Love you too, mom." Kevin stepped back from the hug and turned to face Paul.

"Bro, we got the pool up and ready." Paul said excitedly. "And the softball team is joining us."

"Oh yeah, are you gonna make your move on Amber?" Kevin teased as the boys started walking through the crowd together.

"You better not, young man." Mr. Owens called out from up ahead. "Not at my house." Katie quickly shushed him and looked back at Paul and Kevin. The boys laughed and made their way towards the parking lot.

"Dude," Paul whispered, wrapping an arm around Kevin's shoulders. "Tonight is going to be the best night ever. I talked to Amber, she and some of the girls are so down." Kevin looked ahead as Paul spoke, his eyes wandering towards Katie's butt as it swayed in the shorts she was wearing. He quickly noted that she had been working on her tan.

"Yeah?" He responded, quickly turning his attention to Paul. "We'll see man."

Though Kevin's mind was almost always on Katie, the thought of talking to someone else did make its way across. How would Katie react if he did talk to another girl tonight? Would she be jealous? Angry? Would she not care at all? Their affair had rules, he was painfully aware of that, but surely things would be different now. Right?

Kevin had no idea how different things would be after tonight.

***

*8:30 PM*

"Cannonball!" A large splash followed the announcement from Kevin and Paul as they dove into the large pool. The cool water was refreshing after sitting in the heat during graduation. With a laugh, Kevin resurfaced above the water and brushed his long black hair out of his eyes. The graduation pool party had a bigger turnout than he had expected, with most of the varsity baseball and softball teams arriving. Guys and girls lined the pool's edge, sitting in the water, or swam together. Others already had plates of food and stood around the spacious backyard of the Owens house. But for Kevin, his eyes were locked in on Katie.

The curvy MILF that he had bedded so many times already stepped down from the patio in a white tanktop that showed off her cleavage. Her large boobs bounced with each step as she strolled across the backyards towards Mr. Owens with a plate full of uncooked hot dogs for him. Her shorts clung to her skin, accentuating her thick thighs, and causing Kevin to remember the many times those same thighs had been wrapped around him.

"Hey Kevin!" A girl called out, drawing his attention to the side of the pool. Kevin turned his head and spotted Rachel, a graduate alongside him and member of the softball team. She stood beside the pool in a two-piece blue bikini that showed off her athletic body. She was half-Korean, with light brown skin, dark hair, and big brown eyes that Kevin would have considered cute had he not been so head over heels for someone that was off-limits.

"Hey, Rachel." Kevin greeted amicably enough. Rachel sat down and dipped her toes into the pool. It dawned on Kevin that he didn't know much about the girl in front of him, other than she was the softball team's star catcher and had one of the best batting averages on the team.

"How are you feeling about graduation?" Rachel asked. Kevin smiled and swam towards her. With a grunt, he climbed out of the pool and sat beside her.

"Not sure yet?" He responded with a shrug. School had been such a big part of his life for the last 18 years, it was hard to think that it was all over, that only adulthood waited for him. "I think I'm still processing it all." Rachel giggled and leaned back, propping herself up on her arms. Kevin let his eyes wander over her body, the angle giving him the perfect view to see down her bikini top.

"So what's next for you?" Rachel asked, stopping Kevin from perving on his former classmate. She looked over at him and they locked eyes.

"Uh... well I got a scholarship into the University of Nebraska." Kevin explained. "So I'll be playing baseball for them." Rachel nodded as Kevin spoke. "What about you?" His eyes wandered past Rachel once again towards Katie. She was talking with Mr. Owens, with one hand on his back and rubbing him gently. A pang of jealousy shot through Kevin and he focused his gaze back on Rachel.

"I got into Oklahoma actually, their catcher is graduating next year and they scouted me out." Rachel smiled and looked over at Kevin. "I guess they liked what they saw."

"Yeah, I mean it's hard not to." Kevin wasn't even sure where the words came from, nor was he consciously aware of the suddenly flirtatious tone he had adopted. Rachel smiled at him and tilted her head to the side. "Sorry, I uh... that was probably weird to say. We barely know each other."

Rachel giggled and slid down into the pool, keeping her head above the water. Kevin watched as she propped her arms up on the side of the pool right next to him.

"Oh I wouldn't say barely." Rachel remarked. "We had three classes together this year, and have been in the same school since the 7th grade." Kevin nodded. It was all true. Though Rachel had always been part of the crowd that Kevin steered away from. It really wasn't until sophomore year in high school that the two started to cross paths more, thanks to their love of their respective sport.

"So what about you, Kevin?" Rachel asked. "Do you like what you see?" Kevin looked up as a girl's scream rang out. He watched as Amber was pulled into the pool by Paul. He smiled and then looked around to see Katie kiss her husband on the cheek before walking back towards the house. That same sting of jealousy hit him and he looked back at Rachel.

Paul's words from earlier replayed in his head. The girls were so down, Paul had said. It all began to click for Kevin and he looked down at Rachel. She was suddenly much cuter than before.

"Yeah. I do." He answered.

"Good," Rachel responded. She swam backwards slowly, kicking her feet steadily. "Why don't you join me then?" She called out as she reached the middle of the deep end of the pool. Kevin took one last look around, spotted Katie as she disappeared inside the house, then made the choice. He stood up and jumped into the pool with another big splash.

***

~Barry~

*8:30 PM*

Walking into the Union, Barry found it to be as crowded as he expected it to be. It was mostly coworkers and their spouses. As soon as he walked in, Barry spotted a banner that read "Congratulations Anderson High Class of 2025!" He couldn't help but laugh at the irony of it. There wasn't a single student at the bar. No, this celebration was for the grown ups.

"Barry!" A familiar voice called out. Barry looked over towards the bar and spotted one of the few male staff members in the school, and his best friend, Coach Wilson. Barry immediately headed towards him, smiling and waving at several other teachers he walked past.

"Wilson, how you doin' man?" Barry asked as he stood beside Wilson. They shook hands and Barry quickly flagged down the bartender.

"Chillin', killin'." Wilson responded. He grabbed his beer and downed the rest of it. Wilson stood tall, the same height as Barry, with a basketball player's build. With light skin, green eyes, and dirty blond hair, he was popular among many of the single females at the school. Fortunately for Wilson, he was a married man.

"How's the wife?" Barry asked as one of the bartenders nodded at him and held up one finger to let him know she'd be right with him.

"Oh man..." Wilson sighed and shook his head. "Five months pregnant man, you know how that shit goes." Barry scoffed and shook his head.

"I really don't, actually."

"Dog, last night she woke me up because she was craving fucking pickles. But not just any pickles, fucking garlic dill pickles." The two of them burst out into laughter. "My dumbass spent a whole hour looking for these stupid ass pickles."

"Yeah that sounds awful, man." Barry nodded as the bartender approached.

"Hey fellas, my name's Selene and you get my wonderful presence tonight. What can I get you started with?"

"Just two Coors Lights." Wilson stated, pointing at his empty bottle. Barry scanned around the bar and spotted Rebecca at one of the tables. She was sitting with her husband and another couple.

"Nah, let me get a Jack Daniel's. Double." He said to the bartender. Wilson glanced over at him as Selene walked away to grab their drinks.

"Shit man, I guess you're drinking big time tonight."

"Yeah man, it's summer vacation." They both snickered and watched as their drinks were placed in front of them.

"Well don't get too fucked up, I'm not staying here too long." Barry scoffed at Wilson's words.

"Shit man, you say that every time." Wilson flashed a knowing smile and grabbed his bottle. Barry grabbed his own glass and held it up. The two friends toasted and Barry downed his drink in three quick gulps.

"Hey Barry!" Bethany called out from the side. Barry set his empty glass down and looked over to see Bethany standing beside him. He immediately noticed that she was wearing the same sundress she had worn on the night of their hookup. An instant replay of their time together started up in his brain and Barry felt his pants begin to tighten.

"Bethany, hey!" He greeted, acting as if everything was normal.

"Hey, hey! Hey Wilson!" Bethany responded, sliding into the spot beside Barry and Wilson at the bar.

"Hey Bethany." Wilson greeted. Bethany quickly waved down the bartender and ordered a round of shots for the three of them. "Shit, I guess I'm drinking for real tonight too."

"Oh just a couple shots man." Barry laughed, slapping Wilson's shoulder. "Then you can go home and feed your wife your garlic pickle." Barry burst into laughter and Wilson shook his head.

"That's nasty. You're nasty bro."

The shots came and the three of them toasted before downing them. Barry held back a groan and Bethany shuddered as the alcohol burned its way down their throats and into their stomachs.

"So, your first year as a teacher. How's it feel to be done?" Bethany asked.

"Good actually, you know I love the job more than I thought I would." Barry answered after ordering another drink for himself and Bethany.

He looked around the bar once again, his eyes quickly finding Rebecca's auburn hair in the crowd. She still sat beside her much older husband, a beer bottle in one hand and her other hand on her husband's lap. Barry didn't know much about Rebecca's relationship with her husband, other than that she was viewed as a trophy wife, and that the sex was no good. Looking at the man, Barry could see what Rebecca was talking about. He was easily ten years older than her, at least, and wore a suit that was more expensive than anyone in Secrit Vale could afford, except for the Belmonts maybe.

"That's good." Bethany responded. She grabbed her drink and Barry turned to face her instead. "I don't work with the seniors, but I hear them talk about you a lot. You're pretty popular so you must have done something right."

"Yeah maybe, I think I was too easy this year."

"Pfft, common first timer thought." Wilson quickly retorted. Bethany laughed.

"It's social studies, Barry, it's like the easiest thing to teach." She added. Wilson laughed loudly this time and Barry looked over at him.

"Y'all got me on that one." He remarked, nodding his head. He grabbed his drink and took a sip this time, enjoying the taste of the whiskey much more than the shot Bethany had ordered for them. "You got a sitter for your kids tonight?" Barry asked, looking over at Bethany.

"They're with their grandparents tonight." Bethany answered. "Why? You offering to drive me home tonight?" Wilson suddenly coughed, choking on his drink and Bethany smiled.

"I mean, if you need one." Barry responded.

"Alright you two, that's my cue to use the bathroom." Wilson set his beer down and slowly walked away, leaving Barry and Bethany alone. Barry laughed as his friend walked away and turned to face Bethany.

"You look nice," He said with a smile.

"Yeah? I was wondering if you'd remember this dress." Bethany responded. She spun around quick enough for the end of her sundress to lift up just enough to give Barry a peek of her underwear.

"I don't think I'd ever forget it." Barry took another sip of his drink and set the glass down. Bethany laughed and finished her own drink.

"Well, maybe we can make some more memories later?" She winked and placed a hand on Barry's bicep, giving him a soft squeeze. His mind immediately went to Rebecca and he looked back at her table. She had shifted in her seat, revealing her slender frame in the dress she wore. She was still not paying any attention, or at least pretending to not pay any attention to Barry.

"Sorry, that was too forward of me." Bethany said, taking her hand off Barry's arm. Barry looked back at her, realizing she was also looking over at Rebecca.

"Not at all," Barry responded, placing a hand on Bethany's hip. "I just don't want to be the reason you two have drama." Bethany laughed and shook her head, stepping in closer to Barry.

"Far as you and I are concerned, we're both single, she's not." Bethany shrugged and placed a hand on Barry's chest. "What's a little fun between friends?"

"Girl you messy." Bethany laughed at the response and shrugged.

"I didn't think you'd mind that."

She was right, Barry did not mind it one bit. He quickly ordered another round of drinks from Selene and turned to face Bethany once more. Their drinks were placed down in front of them and they both grabbed their glasses and lifted them up.

"Here's to us then." Barry said. Their glasses clinked together as they toasted and they both drank.

***

~Kevin~

*9:06 PM*

Despite the sun going down, the party only seemed to pick up as the two teams continued to gather. Kevin found himself enjoying Rachel's company more and more. The more they talked, the more he wondered why he hadn't ever approached her during the school year.

"I should tell you something," Rachel began as the pair sat at one of the outdoor tables. "I've always thought you were kind of cute." Kevin felt himself blush and he watched as Rachel smiled. She now had a towel wrapped around her body like it was a blanket.

"How come you never talked to me?" Kevin asked. Rachel shrugged.

"Honestly, I was shy. Still am but like..." Rachel paused and looked over at Paul and Amber still in the pool with several other teammates. "I'm leaving for the summer, headed to Korea to visit family. Amber said I should shoot my shot before we end up never seeing each other again."

"I wouldn't say never." Kevin responded. "We won't be that far away from each other." Rachel shook her head.

"Neither of us want anything long-distance." She stated. "We've all read stories about how college can be." Kevin sighed and leaned forward, resting his arms on the small grated table in front of him. The notion that he had a shot with a girl like Rachel, only to let it go by for the entire school year ate at him. How could he be so stupid? Was he that head over heels for his best friend's mom that he missed obvious signs?

"So what then?" He asked, looking over at Rachel. Before Kevin could register the movement, Rachel leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. He froze, eyes wide and Rachel giggled at his response.

"Oh she's going to kill me." He mumbled, just loud enough for Rachel to hear.

"Who?" Kevin shot his head in her direction and immediately thought about what Mrs. Owens would do if she saw him with Rachel. Would she be mad?

"My mom," Kevin answered. "She uh... specifically told me not to do anything with girls." Rachel couldn't help but giggle.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to try anything here at Paul's house. His parents are literally right there." Kevin laughed and looked over to see Mr. Owens in the process of cleaning his grill. "But, I'm spending the night at Amber's house tonight and her parents won't be home until the morning. So if you can get free... we'll be up late." Kevin felt his swimming trunks tighten as a tent began to pitch. Paul was right, the girls were absolutely down for anything.

"I'll find a way." He responded. Rachel smiled and grabbed his arm.

"Good, go get a pen, or a marker, so I can give you my number." K

Kevin practically flew out of his seat, causing Rachel to laugh as the chair fell over into the grass. He held up a finger and darted across the lawn, wrapping his towel around his waist to hide his obvious erection. Part of him felt guilty, like he was betraying Katie, but another part of him knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity he couldn't pass up.

Entering the house, Kevin stopped inside the empty kitchen and closed his eyes as he tried to remember where the Owens family kept their pens. The junk drawer flashed in his mind and he quickly walked around the kitchen and opened the drawer. Takeout menus and sharpies rolled into view from inside the drawer and he grabbed a black sharpie.

"Having a good night, Kevin?" Katie suddenly said from behind. Kevin stiffened up, pausing like he was a burglar who had just been caught breaking and entering. He closed the drawer slowly and turned around to see Katie standing at the other end of the kitchen, a glass of wine in her hand. All thoughts of Rachel left Kevin's mind right away, instantly replaced with his affection for his friend's married mother.

"Hi, Mrs. Owens." Kevin greeted her slowly. "I... I am." Katie smiled and walked slowly around the kitchen island towards him. Kevin's eyes moved over her body, watching as she stepped slowly, hips swaying like the seductress she truly was.

"Good, I'm glad." Katie took a sip of her wine and stopped just in front of Kevin. "You're planning on spending the night, right?" She asked, leaning on the counter. One hand slowly traced circles on Kevin's hand on the counter.

"Yeah, once the party is over. If that's okay..." Katie giggled and took another sip of her wine. She locked eyes with Kevin and tilted her head to the side.

"Of course it is." She said. "I was actually hoping you would." Kevin swallowed nervously, Katie's soft touch sent chills up his arm and down to his crotch. "I was hoping to give you your graduation gift tonight."

"What about your husband?" Kevin asked, looking over at the door leading out to the patio.

"Andrew will be asleep in like one hour. His sleeping pills keep him out hard." Katie moved her body closer and finished the wine in her glass. She set the empty glass down on the counter and reached her free hand down towards Kevin's groin. "And I know you'll be up later than Paul." Kevin let out a soft whimper at Katie's touch and she giggled. Katie grabbed the sharpie out of Kevin's hand and tossed it onto a different counter across the kitchen.

"I've seen you with that girl you know." She stated. Kevin felt shame course through his body, the idea that he had upset Katie affecting him more than he wanted it to. "You weren't planning on doing anything with that little girl, were you?" Kevin swallowed nervously and slowly shook his head.

"N-no... just being nice." He answered.

"Good, because you have a real woman right here, you don't need anyone else." Katie spoke firmly. "And I would be so hurt if you left."

"I wouldn't." Kevin responded. He was awestruck like he always was whenever Katie asserted herself. He didn't want to disappoint or hurt her. Ever.

"Good boy. Enjoy the rest of the night and don't forget about me tonight, young man." Katie looked around to make sure the coast was clear, then grabbed Kevin's head and pulled him down into a hard kiss. She moaned into his mouth as he tasted the wine on her lips. Katie broke away from the kiss after just a few seconds and walked away. Kevin leaned back against the counter, replaying Katie's words in his mind.

"Good boy." He liked that. It made his heart skip and caused him to smile. The patio door sliding open pulled Kevin out of his thoughts and he looked at the door to see Paul walk in.

"Dude, what are you doing?" He asked, walking towards him. "I saw you and Rachel. Did she tell you about later tonight?" Rachel came back to Kevin's mind and he suddenly remembered why he had come into the kitchen. Immediately, he glanced around for the sharpie and walked across the kitchen to grab it.

"Yeah. Are you planning on going?"

"Yeah, we both are." Paul exclaimed excitedly. He looked around the house and then leaned in to speak softer. "My dad takes sleeping pills, and my mom has been drinking wine this whole time. They'll be passed out by midnight and we can just sneak out." Paul slapped Kevin in the chest with excitement and laughed. "Dude, we're going to score tonight."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Kevin asked. The question was more for himself than for Paul. "Like, what if your parents find out? Or what if this is some sort of prank? We'll look like clowns falling for it."

"It's not a prank." Paul said reassuringly. He looked around to make sure nobody else was in earshot and then placed a hand on Kevin's shoulder. "Amber just gave me a handjob while we were in the pool."

"Oh dude, that's gross!" Kevin exclaimed, pulling away from Paul. Paul laughed and Kevin shook his head. He wasn't sure why he was grossed out by that. The first time he and Katie did anything was in that pool.

"Come on man." He grabbed the sharpie and stepped back outside. Still laughing, Paul followed after his best friend. Amber and Rachel both were sitting together at the table Kevin had been at earlier. Both girls looked at them as they approached and Kevin handed Rachel the sharpie.

"It's all I could find."

Rachel giggled and pulled off the cap. She grabbed Kevin's arm and quickly wrote down her phone number on his forearm.

"Hey, we're going to head out now." Amber called out. "You know, give us time to get ready." Both girls stood up and Amber hugged Paul tightly.

"Of course, thanks for... you know, coming over." Paul responded.

"Thanks for the party." Amber kissed Paul on the cheek. "You ready, Rachel?" Rachel hugged Kevin tightly and squeezed his hand.

"See you later." She said to him. Kevin stepped back and watched as the girls walked away. With a smile, he looked at the number written on his arm. That smile began to fade as thoughts of Katie raced across his mind. For the first time, Kevin found himself stuck.

***

~Barry~

*10:12 PM*

"Alright man, I gotta get home." Wilson stated after putting away another empty beer bottle. The drinks had been coming steadily, and while Barry was good at holding his liqour and slowing down the pace, even he was able to feel the effects of the whiskey he'd been drinking all night. Bethany had left the pair of men for the bathroom, the long line meant that she'd be gone for a while.

"Shit man, you need a ride?"

"Hell no!" Wilson exclaimed, laughing. "Trust me man I'm good, for real." Both of the men stood up and walked towards the front door. Barry felt his phone buzz with a message and ignored it as he and his friend walked outside. The cooler air of the night hit skin in a way that felt refreshing after being inside the hot and crowded bar.

"Seriously dog, I can give you a ride if you need one." Barry said as they walked towards Wilson's truck. Wilson shook his head and pulled out his keys.

"I'm good for real." He responded. "Besides, I'm not going to be the reason you miss your shot with Bethany." Barry laughed and shook his head.

"Man..."

"You don't have to lie to me about it, do your thing. Just tell me all about it over golf this weekend." Wilson burst into a fit of laughter as he opened the door of his truck and climbed into the driver's seat. Barry looked at him studiously, determining that he was well enough to make it home.

"Man, you know I don't do that golf shit." Barry said with a laugh. His phone buzzed again and he reached for it in his pocket this time.

"You will one of these days!" Wilson called out. He laughed and started the engine to his truck before closing the door.

"Yeah sure, get home safe!" Barry waved his friend off and stepped back as he looked at his phone.

Two messages from Rebecca popped up on the screen, causing him to sigh. He paused as he debated whether or not to simply ignore the messages and head back inside to Bethany. By this point, Rebecca had probably seen them hanging out together. There was no doubt in Barry's mind that she was feeling some type of way. His thumb lingered over the message thread from Rebecca and he sighed with self-disappointment. He already knew he was going to open it, he always did.

R: I see u 2.

R: Are u mad at me?

Barry closed his phone and shook his head. Don't fall into the trap. She's with her husband, Barry was with Bethany. It was an easy decision to make. His phone buzzed again.

R: Come dance with me!

"Fuck!" Barry spat out. He failed to stay out of her trap. He didn't even have to respond to know that she had once again ensnared him in her web. He put his phone away and walked back into the bar, and was once again greeted by the sound of loud conversation and even louder music. He glanced around and spotted Bethany at the table where they had moved to.

"Hey you," Bethany said as Barry brushed past her to get into his seat. His phone buzzed again and he looked around to see if he could spot Rebecca. She was out of sight. "Everything okay?" Bethany asked as Barry pulled out his phone.

"Yeah, just making sure Wilson made it to his car." He answered. He opened his phone and saw another message from Rebecca.

R: U seriously just gonna ignore me?

Bethany waved for another round of drinks and Barry quickly typed up a response.

B: Go be with your husband.

Rebecca's response was immediate.

R: He left half a hour ago. Maybe u should pay attention to me instead of my friend.

Barry put his phone away and watched as their drinks were placed in front of them. Bethany grabbed her glass and turned in her seat to face Barry. They smiled at each other and raised their glasses to their lips, sipping at the same time.

"What are your plans for the summer?" Bethany asked, setting her glass down. Barry finished his sip and opened his mouth to answer, only to see Rebecca moving towards them.

"Ah shit..." He muttered to himself.

"Hey you two!" Rebecca greeted loudly, setting her beer bottle down on the table. Bethany jumped at the sound of her friend's voice and turned around in her seat. Barry felt his blood begin to flow at the sight of her, her black dress framing her thin body perfectly, even managing to make her chest look bigger.

"Hey girl, hey." Bethany greeted. Rebecca shot her friend a look that spoke volumes on how upset she really was. Bethany caught it instantly and quickly lowered her head to look at her drink.

"What are you two doing?" Rebecca asked. Her words were slurred a bit, eyes slightly glazed, all signs that she'd had just a bit too much to drink.

"Just talking, drinking, same as you." Barry answered, keeping his eyes on Rebecca.

"Yeah I can see that." Rebecca sighed and sat down at the table across from the pair. She grabbed her drink and took a sip. "With each other, acting like I wasn't here the whole time."

"Rebecca, we were just talking." Bethany explained sheepishly.

"Girl bye, you were with your husband the whole time." Barry stated defiantly. "The fuck did you think we were going to do? Sit and wait?" Rebecca scoffed and leaned forward, pushing her empty beer bottle to the side.

"No, I just thought maybe my best friend and my secret lover would come and say hi to me." She whispered just loud enough for the two of them to hear. Barry sighed in frustration and Bethany averted her eyes from Rebecca. Rebecca let out a deep breath, the anger in her eyes fading away.

"It's fine, we're okay. You can make it up to me now that he's gone. Beth, order us another round, Barry, come dance with me."

"What the fuck are you doing?" Barry grumbled before downing his drink. He watched as Bethany stood up and walked towards the bar. "We're not doing this here, so take your drunk ass on somewhere." He leaned forward as he spoke to Rebecca.

"I would, but I just watched you flirt with my best fucking friend all night long." Rebecca responded through gritted teeth. "Barry, seriously?" Rebecca paused and locked eyes with Barry. "My best friend."

"Don't act like I'm the only one who did something wrong here." Barry snorted. "You told me she was coming. You also told me you were coming with your fucking husband. What was I supposed to do? Sit and be jealous?" Rebecca perked up in her seat.

"Were you jealous?"

Barry let out a frustrated groan at Rebecca and she smiled at him. Everything she did today, all just a ruse to get him worked up. But why? Why did she have to push his buttons all the time?

"Why?" He asked.

Rebecca let out a lustful chuckle and reached across the table. She walked her fingers over Barry's hand and smiled.

"Because... I like it when we make up." Barry closed his eyes in frustration and pulled his hand away.

"Where did your husband go?" He asked in a vain attempt to change the subject.

"He has to catch a flight at 5 in the morning, he went home."

"And just left you here by yourself?"

"He doesn't own me." Rebecca sat back in her chair. "I told him I'd get a ride."

They both looked over as Bethany approached with a glass of whiskey and another beer bottle. She set them both down and darted her eyes between Barry and Rebecca.

"Hey so I'm going to go." She announced.

"Yeah you do that." Rebecca's voice was full of venom again and her eyes narrowed as she looked at Bethany.

"Beth, no, you don't need to go anywhere." Barry called out. Bethany shook her head and slid his glass towards him.

"I really should. Um... just text me when you get home?" Bethany looked over at Rebecca and sighed. "I'm sorry, I should have asked first."

"Uh huh. Have a good night." Rebecca dismissed and grabbed her beer. Bethany shared one last look with Barry and then quickly walked away.

"Wow. So after all that, you're not going to say anything?" Rebecca asked.

"That how you treat your friends now?" Barry responded.

"A real friend wouldn't have tried stealing my man from me." Rebecca dismissed the question immediately. Barry shook his head at her words, her blatant dismissal of someone she called friend, and her possessiveness.

"We can't keep doing this." He said with a sigh. He looked at his drink and pushed it away from him. He wanted to get up and walk away. To leave her and go after Bethany, to find some stability for once. But then he looked at Rebecca, and for a brief moment he swore he saw a hint of guilt in her eyes. Just like that, all the anger he felt towards her simply washed away.

Round and round they went. Their endless loop of love-hate-love was just that. Endless.

"Okay, I promise, I'll be better." Rebecca responded. She leaned forward and reached out to grab Barry's hand. "I just... when I'm with you I feel... out of control, free. You're my man, and when I don't get to have you, I get so mad."

"Then why don't you just leave your husband?" Rebecca sighed and took a long chug of her beer.

"Can you just... take me home tonight?" She responded, changing the subject. She sank into her chair, propping her arms on the table. Barry looked at her and thought she looked vulnerable, and gorgeous. The way her red hair framed her face, the defeated look she wore, it was clear to Barry that she had regretted the way the night had gone. Maybe he should have spoken to her instead of Bethany.

Poor Bethany, the woman was just caught up in the game between Barry and Rebecca. She deserved better, and better wasn't Barry.

"Come on, I got you." Barry stood up from his seat and held out his hand across the table to Rebecca.

*11:12 PM*

"I want you." The lust-laced words came out of Rebecca's mouth as soon as the car was started and echoed in Barry's head the entire drive back to his house. The words served as a reset button for his brain, causing him to forget the drama of the day and focus on what he wanted. He wanted Rebecca, badly, like always. The game they played, the petty competition to see who could make who more jealous? It always ended the same.

The two of them were barely inside Barry's house before their lips were pressed together in a sloppy, drunken kiss. Rebecca's tongue pushed into Barry's mouth and Barry lifted her up into his arms with ease. He kicked the door closed with his foot and Rebecca wrapped her legs around Barry's waist. With a moan, Rebecca wrapped her arms around Barry's neck and gasped as he pushed her into the wall beside the door. His erection pressed against her through his pants, and his hands slid up her bare legs and grabbed hold of her firm butt.

"I'm... so... sorry..." Rebecca moaned out in between kisses. Their lips smacked together and Barry squeezed Rebecca harder in his hands.

Their passion continued unbridled, their tongues fighting and twisting, the tastes of their alcohol and saliva joining together in a cocktail of lust. Rebecca thrust her hips into Barry's, grinding her damp panties against his erection. Barry groaned into her mouth and quickly pulled her away from the wall. With a spin, he carried her up the staircase and into his bedroom. Rebecca squealed as Barry dropped her onto the bed and she landed on her back with a giggle.

She watched as Barry pulled his shirt off and dropped it on the floor, revealing the chiseled body she craved all the time. Rebecca kicked off her shoes and slowly scooted towards the edge of the bed. She sat up and lifted her head so that she was looking up at Barry. A naughty smile spread across her face and she slowly unhooked his belt. She undid his buttons and pulled down the zipper. His pants dropped down around his ankles with ease and Rebecca tugged his boxers down with them. His cock bounced free and Rebecca moaned at the sight of it. Every time she saw it, her body grew hot like an addict getting ready for their next fix.

In an instant, her lips were wrapped around the head of his cock and her tongue was tasting its way down his smooth shaft. Barry let out a soft moan and reached down to grab her head. His fingers combed through Rebecca's hair and he grabbed a handful. Rebecca's mouth watered as Barry pushed his cock further in. Eyes closed, Rebecca moaned as her man's cock slid into her throat, then back out, leaving a trail of thick saliva that glistened against his dark skin. Her tongue slid along the underside of his shaft, trailing along the thick vein and tasting every inch of him. Barry pulled his cock back out to the entrance of her mouth, then slid back in.

His member hit the back of her throat and Rebecca held back a gag. She let Barry use her as he wished, her throat becoming a cocksleeve for her man. The sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her throat filled the silence, punctuated by soft groans of pleasure coming from Barry. The sounds coming from Barry were like music to Rebecca's ears. Every groan, every thrust that poked the back of her throat, every soft but authoritative tug of her hair sent her body into overdrive. Before long, her panties were just as wet as the man's cock sliding in and out of her throat.

Barry picked up the pace, moving her head faster against his member and Rebecca held onto his hips with her hands. She braced herself and forced her watering eyes open as Barry began to thrust into her throat harder. She forced back a retch and drool dripped down the sides of her mouth as she coughed.

"Fuck yes..." Barry whispered, his cock twitching and dripping pre-cum onto Rebecca's tongue. Rebecca moaned her approving response.

Her fingers massaged his hips and tears welled up in her eyes, turning her vision blurry. Barry's forceful thrusts became relentless, demeaning, her mouth was nothing but a tool for his pleasure, and Rebecca was more than happy to satiate.

"Glk. Glk. Glk." The noises coming from Rebecca's own throat were indescribable. They rang through the air with each thrust, becoming a song of pure, raw, unbridled lust finally being fulfilled.

Barry pulled her head into him completely, forcing her nose into his hip and sliding his long cock all the way into her throat. Barry groaned as he felt Rebecca's throat constricting around his shaft. Rebecca's vision blurred, tears stinging as her makeup streamed down her face. Her vision began to darken and she could feel her body begin grasping for oxygen. She tapped her hands against Barry's waist and felt him tighten his grip on her hair as he held her in place.

Her stomach lurched, tightening almost painfully. Her throat continued to massage Barry's cock. Her pussy throbbed.

She tapped Barry's sides again as the world around her continued to fade away. Her lungs, begging for oxygen, burned in her chest. Barry continued to hold her head in place, plugging her throat with his manhood.

Her pussy ached for more.

Everything went dark and she could vaguely make out the feeling of her fingernails digging into Barry's skin. There was nothing, but the burning in her chest as her body screamed for oxygen, and the plugged feeling in her throat as her man used her body as nothing more than a toy to play rough with. Her thoughts ceased and her eyes fluttered shut.

Then there was relief.

Barry slid himself out of Rebecca's throat and held his hands on her cheeks. Rebecca let out a loud gasp as she sucked in air and opened her eyes. A long line of thick drool hung from her lips, connected to the mushroom tip of Barry's cock. Rebecca smiled as she took in deep breaths, feeling the much-needed relief in her lungs.

"Fuck yes..." She moaned out, using her hand to stroke Barry. She laughed as she looked up at Barry, her hand slowly spreading her saliva all over Barry's manhood. "Use me, baby." She called out slowly, looking up into Barry's eyes. "I'm all yours, always." Barry bent down and cupped a hand on Rebecca's chin.

"I'm going to fuck you now." He whispered, sending shivers down Rebecca's spine. "Now turn around."

Rebecca did as commanded and climbed further up on the bed. She turned around slowly and rested on her hands and knees. She felt the bed shift as Barry climbed onto it behind her, then closed her eyes and moaned as she felt his hands explore her body. He unzipped the back of her dress slowly and let it fall off onto the bed. Her small breasts hung down, her pink nipples hard and starving for attention. Barry gave them the attention they craved, sliding his hands across Rebecca's bare back and around to her chest. At the same time, he pressed his erection into her panties and Rebecca sighed with pleasure.

Barry's hands squeezed her breasts together from behind and slowly lifted her body up. Her back pressed into his chest and Rebecca reached back with one hand to caress his face. She rubbed his cheek slowly and gasped as Barry tugged on her hard, sensitive nipples.

"Use me baby..." Rebecca whispered, gyrating her panty-clad butt against Barry's drool-covered erection. She gasped as Barry forcefully pushed her head down into the bed. Ass still in the air, she brushed her hair out of her face and kept her head down as Barry slid her panties across her legs and pulled them over her feet. She lay there exposed as her man lined himself up with her sopping wet entrance, then grunted as he pushed himself into her.

Ecstasy racked through both of their bodies as her tight walls spread open and instantly closed around Barry's cock. He sheathed himself entirely inside Rebecca and then pulled back. A second later, he thrust back into her hard, gripping her hips and causing Rebecca to moan loudly. With soft grunts of pleasure, Barry began to pump in and out of the woman hard, sliding all the way in and all the way out.

Rebecca moaned loudly as her body, and bed, rocked with each pump. She gripped the sheets tight with both hands, balling them into fists as pain and pleasure coursed through her. Every inch of Barry's manhood sent a jolt of pleasure through her inner walls, pleasure that traveled through her entire body, causing her toes to curl and her arousal to only grow.

"Fuck!" Rebecca screamed out loud. "Use me... ahhh...!" Her climax began to build and she felt Barry press his weight into her. One of his hands reached around and grabbed her throat.

"Are you my girl?" Barry growled into her ear.

"Ahh yes!" Barry pistoned into Rebecca faster and squeezed her throat just enough to put pressure on her airway. "Alk... yours... you... own this... pussy... baby!" She cried out through hard swallows and soft gasps of air.

She gasped for air as her orgasm hit. Her juices sprayed from her pussy and onto the bed sheets below as Barry continued to pound into her. His cock was a blur as it slid in and out, her walls clamping down as she flooded his tool. Loud squelching noises emanated from Rebecca's soaking wet folds and Barry moaned. His own orgasm began to approach and his cock twitched. He let go of Rebecca's throat and she screamed as he grabbed a handful of her bright red hair and pulled her head back hard.

"Yesssssss!" Rebecca screamed out. "I'm yours. I'm yours. I'm all yours!"

"Fuck!" Barry moaned loudly and slammed into Rebecca one last time. His body went numb as he exploded inside Rebecca. Her walls clamped around his twitching member like a hungry mouth finally being fed. Rope after rope shot inside Rebecca, painting her insides with hot sperm that her body greedily absorbed.

"Oh my god... yes..." Rebecca moaned as she felt the convulsions inside her sex.

The pair collapsed onto the bed completely, Barry still on top of Rebecca, a sweaty mess. Their bodies stuck together and Rebecca moaned with relaxation as she slowly ground her hips to continue milking the cock inside her. Their hearts beat rapidly in unison, their heavy breaths filled the silence between them. All that remained was bliss and silent contentment.

***

~Kevin~

*12:01 AM*

"Hey, Kevin, you up bro?" Paul whispered in the dark and Kevin sat up from his sleeping bag on the floor. Just as they had planned, Kevin was already dressed in a tank top and basketball shorts, ready to head out of the house with Paul who was also dressed.

"Yeah, you sure your parents won't catch us?"

"Oh yeah, they're definitely asleep."

Little did they know, Katie was wide awake, biding her time. By the time she was sure her son was asleep and her husband was past the point of waking up, she'd walk out in a nightgown that barely covered her ass and discover that both boys had already sneaked out the house.

*12:22 AM*

It didn't take long for Kevin and Paul to make it to Amber's house, she only lived a few blocks over in the same neighborhood. After a quick text to let the girls know they had arrived, the front door swung open, revealing that Amber and Rachel had been telling the truth. Rachel was stunning in Kevin's eyes. Though she wore only a tanktop and a pair of short cotton pajama shorts, she was absolutely gorgeous. He felt like a virgin again, admiring the beauty of a woman that he couldn't believe wanted him.

"Don't just stand there, we don't have all night." Amber called out from the doorway. She beckoned the boys in and Paul punched Kevin on the arm.

"Dude, we're about to finally do it!" He whispered with excitement. Kevin smiled and followed Paul into the house. If only Paul knew the truth, that Kevin had been hooking up with his mom for months now, regularly too. Katie entered his mind as Kevin walked forward. He once again wondered what she'd say if she found out.

Rachel hugged him once he entered the house and the smell of her vanilla-scented lotion overwhelmed Kevin's senses. Katie was gone, replaced by the intoxicating aroma of his former classmate. Amber closed the door behind the boys and followed it up with a fit of giggles as she grabbed Paul by the hand and led him up the stairs to her own room. Rachel grabbed Kevin by the hand and pulled him towards the living room. A large air mattress had been blown up and sprawled onto the floor in front of the television. The girls had been watching some reality show Kevin never cared to pay attention and had a bunch of half eaten snacks on the nearby table.

Kevin was pulled down onto the mattress and Rachel leaned in to kiss him on the lips. Kevin reciprocated the kiss, tasting the skittles and popcorn she had been eating just moments before. Their lips parted and they looked at each other in the tv-lit room.

"Are you sure you want to?" Kevin asked, his erection already pushing his shorts up. Rachel nodded silently and they both embraced each other once more. Lips pressed and tongues tasted each other as hands roamed over the other's body. Rachel's tongue twisted and twirled inside Kevin's mouth greedily. Her mouth pressed hard into him eagerly and her hands roamed down to his shorts. She brushed over his erection and rubbed it slowly.

It was obvious she was inexperienced, but eager. Kevin felt a sense of pride at being the first one to be with her. He remembered his first time with Katie, how nervous he was that he would mess it up. Surely Rachel had to be feeling the same way. Kevin squeezed Rachel's hips and pulled away from the kiss with a deep breath.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.

"Nothing." Kevin answered, shaking his head. "I just..."

"Just shut up and kiss me then."

The air mattress squeaked as Rachel moved and straddled atop Kevin's waist. Kevin listened to Rachel's command and quickly resumed kissing her. Rachel moaned into his lips, and her hips slowly began to grind against his erection. The subtle friction caused his cock to twitch as they continued to make out. Their lips smacked loudly against one another and Rachel moaned as she felt her own crotch begin to dampen and throb with pleasure.

Rachel paused, breaking the kiss only to climb off of Kevin. He watched her, confused for a moment as she rolled onto her back and slid off her shorts. The sight of her bare sex pulled Kevin out of his confusion and he quickly scrambled to pull off his own shorts. Once they were off, Rachel climbed back on top of Kevin and lined her virgin sex with his manhood. Kevin gripped Rachel's hips and stopped her.

"I didn't bring a condom." He whispered.

"Just pull out." Rachel whispered back.

Their lips pressed together into another kiss and Rachel grabbed hold of his cock once again. She moaned as his tip pressed against her wet folds and she slowly slid down. Her breath hitched and Kevin moaned at the sudden tightness that began to envelop his erection. Despite her arousal, the grip her lower lips had on him was almost painful. Rachel slid herself down until he was all the way inside her and let out a sigh. Her eyes were closed tight and she gripped the back of his shoulders as she braced herself. The pair sat there for what felt like an eternity to Kevin while Rachel let her body get used to the new feeling.

Kevin couldn't help but compare Rachel and Katie, as wrong as it felt to think like that. Katie had taken his own virginity and he couldn't help it. Rachel kissed him again, whimpering into his mouth and managing to wipe away thoughts of Katie once again. She slowly began to move her hips, sliding herself up and down gingerly and sending shocks of pleasure through both their bodies.

"Oh god..." Rachel whispered.

"You feel good." Kevin's words caused Rachel to moan in response and smile against his lips. She moved faster, slowly picking up speed and moaning softly. Her hands found Kevin's face, rubbing his cheeks as their hips began to slap against each other.

"Oh this feels so good." Rachel moaned out.

Kevin squeezed Rachel's hips harder, feeling her wetness grow with each passing second. Her moans grew louder, no longer fearing their friends hearing them. Odds are they were just as busy anyway.

"Oh, Kevin I'm..." Rachel gasped out. "I think I'm gonna..." The words became hard to form as she felt her first real climax approaching. She rode her former classmate faster, causing the air mattress to squeak and subtly slide along the floor. "Kevin I'm..."

Rachel gasped loudly as her core exploded with an intense pleasure she had never felt before.

"Cumming!"

She paused, holding herself still as her walls squeezed and contracted against Kevin's cock. He twitched inside her, his tool ready for more as her muscles stimulated every inch of him. Rachel held her arms around Kevin tight and dug her nails into his shoulder blades. Her orgasm rocked through her body, causing her to shudder and whimper. She rode the wave of pleasure until it died down and she opened her eyes to look at Kevin.

"Wow..." She gasped. "Did you..."

"Not yet." Kevin answered, smiling at her innocence. She truly knew nothing, and Katie had corrupted him so much already.

"Okay, let's keep going." Rachel responded. She grimaced as she climbed off of his lap. The mattress squeaked with her movements and she lay on her back in front of Kevin. "Just remember to pull, 'k?" She said, looking up at him with her legs spread. Kevin smiled and climbed on top of her.

The dim blue light of the TV illuminated their faces and cast shadows along the rest of their bodies. They stared at each other and Rachel nodded her consent for him to keep going, as if the words weren't enough. Kevin reached down and grabbed hold of his erection. He lined it up with her entrance and slowly pushed into her. Rachel moaned as her lips gripped his member and suctioned him back inside her. Kevin felt his cock twitch with ecstasy as it slid into her. He sheathed himself completely and slowly began to thrust into her.

"I never thought it would feel this good..." Rachel moaned as Kevin maintained a slow and steady rhythm with his thrusts. He moaned in response and Rachel wrapped her arms around his body. Their bodies rocked in slow unison as Kevin kept up his motions. Rachel brought up one knee to Kevin's side and wrapped her ankle around his leg.

Every nerve of his cock was on fire, sending waves of pleasure through his tool to his very core. He moaned as he felt Rachel rake her nails down his back, leaving a trail of red scratch marks. He picked up the pace, rocking their bodies faster and hitting even deeper inside Rachel.

"Oh god Kevin, I want you to cum for me." Rachel pleaded softly. She could feel another orgasm approaching rapidly, her sex growing wetter by the second as Kevin stimulated every inch of her inner walls. Kevin picked up the pace, his own cock on fire as his climax approached. One hand reached back, hooking around Rachel's lifted knee and holding it close. His cock hit deeper and Rachel moaned out loudly.

"Kevin I'm cum..."

"Me too!"

Rachel moaned loudly as her orgasm hit again. Kevin groaned, quickly feeling his cock expand. He pulled out of Rachel quickly and brought his hand to his member. He pumped it fast and groaned as he shot ropes of hot, white cum onto Rachel's exposed belly. His hand was a blur as it stroked fast, Rachel's juices allowing his palm to glide effortlessly across his shaft. Multiple ropes splashed against Rachel's stomach, forming a sticky puddle that was barely visible in the TV light. His orgasm came down and his cock twitched in his hand as he sat back on his knees.

Rachel lay down in front of him, her stomach rising up and down with heavy breaths. Kevin leaned his head back and let his hand rest by his side. He never thought he'd ever be in this position, taking someone's virginity. He felt a swell of pride as he looked ahead at Rachel still laying on her back in front of him. Her shirt had been raised up just enough to avoid getting his cum on it.

"Wow... so that's sex." Rachel remarked. She giggled and looked up at Kevin.

"Yeah... it uh... you felt really good." Kevin responded.

"Good I'm glad." Rachel reached over and grabbed one of the paper towels she had been using for her snacks earlier. She slowly started to wipe herself, wincing at the soreness in her crotch. "College is going to be pretty fun, I think." She said with a soft laugh. Kevin couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, I think it will be."

***