The Side Project Pt. 02 Ch. 13

Chapter 13: Cassie

Natural Outcomes?

Friday, November 24, 2017

Napa, California, USA

I'd done the right thing. I knew it in my heart. I just wish it didn't feel so much like cutting off my left arm.

That's dramatic, Cassie. You just had a little crush on Ky. At worst it was analogous to cutting off your little finger. You'd do that for a really good friend, right?

I mean probably. The whole thing was stupid anyway. Did I really want to be the sort of person who leveraged a weakness in another couple's relationship to weasel my way in? Hell no.

Still, as I watched them pull away in their silly sports car, I couldn't help but feel I'd somehow missed a golden opportunity. Whatever. Who the hell drives sports cars anyway? Totally impractical.

I threw myself into what always comforted me: working outdoors. Focusing on the plants I tended to. As I cared for the vines my disappointment started to diminish. Pride at having helped out my new friends took its place.

I worked until the sun was starting to disappear to the west, or at least it would have been if it wasn't so overcast, then packed up my tools and stored them away. I enjoyed the customary Friday glass of wine with my coworkers in the tasting area of the barn, then headed home.

Since Ky and Lexi had hosted dinner the night before on Thanksgiving the plan had been that I would host dinner that night. I'd been expecting a cancellation text from them all afternoon. Why would they want to hang out with me after unveiling their true feelings to each other? They were probably engaged in some sort of tantric evening of consummating their love.

A text still hadn't shown up by the time I got home, so I showered and got dressed for the evening.

In a way, the certainty was nice. After I practically threw myself at them the night before, it was clear they weren't interested in me in that way. Any fantasies I might have had about Ky were long gone after he got his girl that afternoon. We were just friends. The kind of friends who wouldn't judge me if I wore a flannel shirt and leggings for dinner. So that's what I did.

I put on some nice classic rock at a low volume and began to get started on dinner. I eyed the second package of chicken thighs I'd purchased that morning, since I was now planning to cook for three instead of one. Maybe they were still coming?

A knock at the door answered that question.

"CASSIE!!!" Lexi screamed as soon as I opened the door and nearly tackled me to the ground with the fierce hug she enveloped me in. I hugged her back. It was in my nature.

"My new bff!" she said, smiling.

"Wow, your previous one must not have been a very good bff if I've usurped the title with a couple days of fun and some weed gummies," I joked.

"You didn't! My former bff has been upgraded to my boyfriend!" Lexi exclaimed and grinned happily while gesturing towards Ky.

"Oh wow, look at you, got the label and all, eh tiger?" I said to Ky and hugged him. He was smiling deliriously.

"Eh, kind of. We're still not really doing the label thing," Ky said. "We just agreed that we're partners and whatever label we feel in the moment is fine. As long as we're together, what we call it isn't important. Apparently tonight I'm Lexi's boyfriend."

"That feels like it fits you two," I said. I couldn't help but smile. Whatever my feelings of disappointment were, Lexi and Ky were a great couple and their warmth made me happy.

"It offers a certain level of... flexibility that we find appealing," Ky said.

"Cool, well I'm super happy for you guys, because I can tell you're right for each other," I said.

"That we are, aren't we, schnookums?" Lexi said mischievously.

"Jesus fucking christ. You've created a monster," Ky moaned to me.

- - - - -

We got rolling on dinner. Lexi popped a bottle of Riesling then kept an eye on the quinoa. I prepped the chicken and got it in the oven. Ky chopped the veggies. Conversation was easy. The distribution of labor was fair. I was getting the same feeling I'd had on Thursday night: sure, we'd just met, but Ky and Lexi felt like the lifelong friends I never knew I needed.

"You have to work tomorrow, Cassie?" Ky asked.

"Eh, not really. During the growing season I typically have to on weekends. Nature doesn't give a shit what day of the week it is. But this time of year, when I'm just doing maintenance on the vines, I don't have to. Got something in mind?" I asked.

"Not necessarily. We've got some more tastings scheduled, you interested in tagging along?" Ky offered.

Lexi sighed theatrically. "Seriously, already inviting pretty girls to crash our romantic dates, pookie?" she teased.

Nice. Lexi thought I was pretty.

"I truly fucking despise you," Ky said. Lexi laughed happily, skipped over to where Ky was standing and pulled him down for a passionate kiss.

Strangest fucking couple I'd ever met. But damned cute.

"Right then, my favorite rapscallion's interjections aside, want to hang out tomorrow?" Ky asked.

"Ooooo, good one, Lexicon approves!" Lexi exclaimed.

"I'm down for sure!" The words were out of my mouth before I could even think. That seemed like it happened a lot around Lexi and Ky.

"Well, should we keep these wine tasting reservations? Are these good places?" Lexi asked. She read off the names of three wineries. They were ok spots, but nothing life changing.

"Eh, they're not bad," I said.

"But not good either?" Lexi asked.

"I wouldn't say that. I just feel like for your last day in Northern California there are better options," I said.

I made eye contact with Ky. He nodded. "Marin County," we said at the same time.

"Whoa! Creepy! Did you hack my boyfriend's brain?" Lexi asked.

We all laughed. Yup, definitely my people.

- - - - -

Over dinner we hashed out a plan for Saturday. Lexi had some sort of sportsball thing she wanted to watch involving something called Aston Villa that meant we couldn't get on the road until about 9:15.

That was way too late for us to find parking at the Muir Woods National Monument, so we agreed we'd park in Sausalito and take the shuttle up. I'd only seen the towering redwoods twice since moving to Northern California and was excited to again. I suspected Ky, and especially Lexi, would love them.

"I'll admit, I was a little scared we were going to be eating rabbit food and we were going to end up hitting the golden arches on our way home, but that was damned good, Cassie. Thank you," Ky said after we'd finished dinner.

"You can eat natural, organic foods and still have them be fulfilling and yummy," I stated.

"Oh, that reminds me, I picked up special wine for us to try tonight!" Lexi said. She scurried over to where she'd set down her bag and pulled out a bottle. She sidled up to me, presenting the bottle like a sommelier.

Boone's Farm Blue Hawaiian. What the fuck?

"It has natural flavors!" Ky exclaimed, recognizing my dismayed expression.

"I thought it made sense with all that kipona aloha shit," Lexi said.

"Although it was the cheapest Venmo request we've sent Reed on this trip," Ky added.

I laughed, then pointed at the pair of them. "You two are the biggest trolls in the history of the world," I said.

Lexi turned to Ky and they high-fived.

"Our work here is done," they said seriously, and nodded to each other.

Lord help me.

- - - - -

We did not drink the disgusting excuse for wine. We sipped a nice bottle of Rioja and chatted once we had cleaned up after dinner. The conversation was natural and pleasant, just as it always was with Ky and Lexi.

The couple rose to leave a little after 10 PM. Lexi drew me into a goodbye hug. "Thanks bestie," she whispered into my ear.

I turned to Ky and he pulled me into a powerful hug too. "I feel like I should be annoyed with you for sharing my secrets, but I suppose I can't be mad since you ended up giving me what I always wanted," he said.

"Sorry, not sorry?" I replied. We both chuckled.

"See you tomorrow, Cassie girl, looking forward to what comes next," Ky said, then closed the door behind him.

Fuck. What a weird day it had been. I think I was happy. I should be happy. I'd helped my new friends figure some shit out and they were happy.

Except, here I was. Alone. Again. I sighed and shook my head.

I needed to relieve some tension. I grabbed one of the old towels I used for this purpose and spread it on my bed, and propped up my pillows to lean against.

I popped open my laptop, sat with my back against my pillows and got down to business. I scanned my favorite smut site, looking for something that caught my fancy. She gets off listening to a married couple. That felt pretty fucking on the nose for me. Ky and Lexi hadn't been "married" tonight, but I wondered if their flexible label arrangement meant that was a possibility. I decided for purposes of my fantasy tonight, it did.

Fuck it. Time to get a little weird, Cassie girl. I hadn't had that much wine, or had I?

As was my custom, I stripped down to my underwear and began to read. The story was fucking hot! This girl accidentally ended up listening to her boss having phone sex with his wife through an adjoining hotel room door, then got herself off. Even though the first chapter was short, I was already wet by the end of it.

I played with my nipples as I read the second chapter and was fully aroused by the time the main character got herself off watching porn and fantasizing about her boss and his wife.

Before clicking to the third chapter I leaned over and pulled open my bedside drawer. My collection of sex toys had grown over the several years I'd been single. A girl has needs. I decided this was a combo night and grabbed both a pink dildo and a bullet vibrator.

As I began the third chapter and the main character fully embraced her threesome fantasy, I pulled my underwear to the side and worked my dildo inside myself. Not that it took much work - I was very turned on. I sighed at the feeling of fullness.

The next part of the story wasn't sexy per se, but the boss' wife joined the story in person for the first time and the chemistry between the trio was obvious. It reminded me of the chemistry I had felt with Ky and Lexi and helped me get more into my fantasy.

I began playing with my clit as the main character prepared herself for another night of auditory voyeurism. I was picturing last night, when I'd been trying to sleep on the uncomfortable couch. In my fantasy Ky and Lexi had not chastely gone to sleep. Instead I pictured Ky's powerful thrusts drawing moans of pleasure out of Lexi. I moaned out loud, I was getting there. Fast.

Bullet vibe on, down the front of my panties, just teasing my clit. On the screen the main character was listening to the intense dirty talk of the married couple through the adjoining door of their hotel rooms. In my fantasy Lexi was now riding Ky, her too-big-for-her-petite-body boobs bouncing up and down, her pretty brown hair shimmering in the moonlight, her head rolled back, lost in the pleasure. Ky's hands were on her hips, guiding her as his cock filled her.

I was close. Vibrator right on my clit now. On the screen the main character was pleasuring herself as she listened to the married couple fucking. In the fantasy in my brain Lexi came with a scream, then looked over and noticed me watching her go at it with Ky. She smiled and beckoned for me to join her. I stood up and watched the hungry eyes of the couple roam over my nude body.

Oh fuck. I was there. My orgasm hit hard and fast. I felt my whole body tremble as I exploded. Hot damn that was a good one.