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Moving In - Part 3

“Be careful Seth, once I decide I want something, I WILL get it. Don’t start something that you can’t finish.” 

What could she mean ‘don’t start something that I can’t finish’? Was my response letting the beast out of the cage? How much more forward could she be?

I guess now is the time that I need to decide if whatever this thing is with Lauren is worth the potential stress and drama that could come out of it. She’s one of my sister’s only friends in this new town, our parents seem to be friendly (if not already friends), we’ll be at the same college next year – and I’m assuming both the guys/girls’ soccer teams are around each other a lot. What do I even want to come of this thing with Lauren… just flirty friends? summer fling? Fuck buddies? A relationship?

I’ve never really been a ‘fuck-buddies’ kind of guy… And I know what you’re thinking, ‘have you even had an opportunity to have a fuck buddy? And the answer to that is no, not really… But in general, when I go to sleep with someone, I want there to be a connection between us. I want there to be actual feelings and not just lust… are there actual feelings with Lauren? Or is she just super attractive, and a relentless flirt?

But on the other hand, what about Dani? If something were to come of our friendship, how would she feel about me fucking around with someone else? Or even, how would she feel about Lauren being all over me? I mean, we’re not in a relationship, but there are some feelings there – at least from one of us.

What’s a guy to do?

After thinking for a while, I decided to play innocent. “What do you mean? What are you deciding that you want?”

There was no immediate answer.

Did I push too much? Should I have just kept playing along with her games? Who knows…

I looked down at my phone, it was 4:30 in the afternoon. I still hadn’t heard from Dani – I asked her if she was mad at me, and then sent her the sexy picture that I sent to Lauren.

Was that too much – sending the picture to Dani out of nowhere?

I decided to help clear my mind of all this nonsense, I would head down and hang out at our pool or on the dock – I hadn’t really used it since we’ve moved in. I put on my suit, grabbed a towel from the hall closet, and headed down the stairs. I called out through Sam’s door, “Hey Sam, I’m headed out back, you wanna come hang out?”

“Ehhh maybe in a bit” she paused, “I’m on the phone with Lauren, we’re making plans for tomorrow.”

That was weird… but it probably explains why Lauren isn’t texting me back.

Ignoring the possible implications of whatever they were talking about, I headed down to the dock.

It was a beautiful afternoon, sunny and warm with a nice breeze coming off the water. I set up my chair to face the water and set up my speaker to play my ‘Beachin’ playlist.

Get it… like ‘bitchin’ but ‘beachin’… You don’t have to laugh at the punnyness of my playlist name… I’m cool, I promise.

Who knows how much time went by, but after a while, I woke up from a nap hearing a female voice calling my name from the back deck. I was assuming that it was my mom calling me for dinner. I slowly picked my stuff up and made my way back up to the house. As I was walking up the deck’s stairs, I looked at my phone – It was almost 8pm. I also noticed a bunch of missed texts.

I had texts from my Centerville friends group chat, a few from Dani, one from Sam, and one text from Lauren. I stopped and took a seat on the stairs.

My parents can wait, I want to see what Dani said.

I clicked into Dani’s conversation thread. The first message said, “I think that’s a fair exchange.” The second message said “Actually, now we’re even.” That message was accompanied by a nearly-identical picture to the one I sent her a few hours earlier. It was a selfie of herself, wearing nothing on top. Dani sent me a picture of her boobs, nothing but her amazing, perky, boobs.

Dani was in a bathroom – I’m assuming its’ the bathroom upstairs at her parent’s house. She framed it as a selfie, cutting off her face and just at her hips. She was obviously not wearing a shirt, but it looked like she was wearing some black lace panties – you could see the very tops of them sitting on her hips. Her boobs looked even better than the picture from this morning – probably because I could see both of them, and the lighting was great. They weren’t big, but perky and symmetrical – if I had to guess, they are around 36B. But what the hell do I know…?  Her areolas were small, and again, her nipples were hard and pointing straight out. This picture was a sight to behold – I wanted nothing more than to see them in person and be able to play with them.

Do you think she’d let me see them in person and play with them? Will this trend continue when she comes to visit next weekend? That’s not the point Seth… get it together.

In trying to be more direct with these girls, I decided to not bungle the response again. I said, “Holy shit Dani, your boobs are amazing! Idk if I’ve ever said this to you, but you have a fantastic body!”

However, in my curious state, and because I wanted to know her motivation. I sent a follow-up text to Dani saying, “just wondering… but where did that come from?”

And because I wanted to be clear and to try not to scare Dani away, I sent a third message that said “To be clear, I love that picture, but I was just wondering why you sent it 😊”

You’re an idiot Seth… when you start questioning why girls are sending you nudes, is when they stop sending you nudes… 

I sighed and stood up. As I was standing up, out of curiosity, I opened Lauren’s text thread, and read her message. All it said was: “You’ll see what I mean 😉”

That’s weird… why does everything have to be a game with this girl?

When I reached the back doors to head into the house, and pulled one open, I heard laughing and talking. But the voices didn’t sound like just my families’ voices. I looked up from my phone to see Mr. and Mrs. Johnson sitting in our kitchen. Around the corner, coming from the front of the house were Sam and Lauren, laughing and talking as well.

Lauren said, “There he is! Hey Seth, welcome to the party!”

I was surprised more than anything, I did not expect to see Lauren and her parents in our kitchen hanging out with my family. The look on my face probably showed that, because my mom said “Hi sweetie, the girls had the idea to get our families together for a little cookout for Memorial Day. Hope that’s okay!”

Still surprised, I responded “Yeah of course, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, it’s great to see you again!” as I approached them to shake their hands. Mr. Johnson stood to shake my hand, “Good to see you too, young man! I heard my daughter kicked your butt in a workout today.”

“Ahhh yes, it was definitely a solid workout.” Trying not to sound too soft to Lauren’s dad, I continued, “it wasn’t the hardest workout I’ve done this year, but I definitely got a good pump from it.”

Lauren shot me a look, almost challenging her to do better next time…

My dad asked for my help with starting the burgers and hot dogs. First, I went out to the deck to start the grill. Lauren followed me, which meant Sam came along too.

I couldn’t tell if Sam was suspicious of anything or not… sometimes she was just a little stand-offish.

As I was clicking on the grill igniter, Lauren asked “So where were you all afternoon, just hanging out on the dock by yourself?”

“Yeah, just went down to hang out, put on some music and apparently fell asleep – it wasn’t a bad afternoon at all.”

“Oh nice, you should have texted me, I would have come over and hung out too…”

“I was going to, I asked Sam to come hang out, but she was on the phone with you. It sounded important, and apparently you guys were making plans… so I didn’t want to interject.”

“Excuses, excuses… don’t let it happen again!” Lauren exclaimed and pushed my shoulder. She held the contact as long as she could without drawing attention from Sam.  

I could tell Sam didn’t love that exchange between Lauren and I, but I couldn’t put my finger on why. It was completely innocent…

The three of us headed back inside, I said to my dad as I entered the kitchen “Grill is heating up, what else do you need pops?”

“Just grab everyone’s orders, please.”

“Got it.” I replied to my dad. I went to each person and wrote down what they wanted for dinner.

“Here’s what I have, dad… 6 cheeseburgers, 1 hamburger, 4 hotdogs.”

“Thanks, Seth!” my dad replied.

“No problem at all, I’m going to head up and get changed, be back in a bit” I said to the room as I kissed my mom on the cheek and headed upstairs.

Once I reached my room, I flopped on the bed. I was sweaty from being out in the sun all afternoon, I decided to take a quick shower before heading back down. I grabbed a change of clothes and headed to the bathroom.

As I turned on the water, I checked my phone. I had a few missed texts from Dani – I smiled as I clicked on her conversation. Her first message said, “I’m glad you liked it, I definitely liked your picture too 😊”.

That made me smile as I continued reading.

D: “And idk… I have just felt some strong feelings about you being gone. Even though it’s only been a few days, I just miss you a lot. And those feelings came out while I was horny…”

D: “I can never tell if you liked me more than a friend, so I kind of wanted to ‘shoot my shot’ you know?”

I read her messages and thought about what she meant. I sent a few message in quick succession.

S: “Wait… you were thinking about me while horny?”

S: “Was thinking about me making your horny?”

S: “What were you thinking about?”

That’s not the point, dumbass… what do you really want to know?

I sent one last text, getting to the actual point “So you’re saying you like me as more than a friend?”

I didn’t know exactly what Dani meant by her messages; it seemed like she was telling me she liked me as more than a friend – that would have been nice to know before I moved away…

Instead of waiting for Dani to respond while the water ran, I hopped into the shower and rinsed off. As I hopped out of the shower, I heard my phone buzz on the counter. I dried myself off, and hung my towel back on the bar, I threw on my new shorts and hurried back to my room.

I sat on my bed and opened my phone. To my surprise, the text wasn’t from Dani – it was from Lauren.

She’s in my house, wasn’t she? Why was she texting me?

I clicked on her conversation, and once again, I was surprised. It was a selfie of Lauren, but with her shirt pulled down, showing her boobs, once again. I recognized the room she was in – she was in my bedroom, sitting on my bed! The message was sent 5 minutes ago. The message that accompanied it said “Understand now? Check under your pillow.”  

When was she in my room? Was it earlier, or was it just now when I was in the shower? How did she pull that off with Sam around?

Curious, I looked under my pillow. I pulled something out, and held it in my hand… It was a pair of panties. They were a green thong, lined in lace. You know the ones with a thick lace band, that covered enough of the front, but left nothing to the imagination. I slowly sat down on my bed, while holding the panties in my hands. They were definitely worn, but not for long – there was a wet spot on them. I rubbed my thumb over the wet spot, it was fresh.

Are these Laurens? Why did she leave them for me? What does this mean?

Flabbergasted by what I just found under my pillow, I slowly got dressed, not really paying attention to what I was doing. I ended up putting on a pair of khaki shorts, and a polo shirt. I stashed the pair of panties back under my pillow and headed out of my room.

As I walked down the stairs, I heard everyone downstairs laughing. I walked through the kitchen and into the living room, everyone acknowledged my entrance as I sat down next to my dad on the couch. They continued their conversation, as I watched Lauren and Sam. Lauren wasn’t making any indication of the bold present that she left for me.

If she put a pair of panties under my pillow, does that mean she’s not wearing any right now?

As the food was ready, we all sat around the large table on the deck. My parents made the burgers and hotdogs, along with roasted potatoes. The Johnson’s brought some potato salad and some pasta salad to go along with the burgers and hotdogs. Dinner was great - it was a lot of fun hanging out with my family and the Johnsons! It seems like my parents really enjoyed talking to Mr. and Mrs. Johnson. Plus, Sam and Lauren were stuck in their little corner giggling about whatever they were talking about. I had a great time just hanging out with everyone in the beautiful early summer evening air.

We ate and chatted for a long time, cleaning up after everyone was finished eating. I helped get everyone’s trash inside as they kept talking. I saw Laurens eyes follow me as I left and as I came back out.

It was just after 10pm when Mr. Johnson looked at his watch and did the whole “Oh would you look at the time… we should get going Johnson fam!” As he stood up, he continued, “It was so much fun getting to know you all and hanging out with you this evening, next time, we’ll have you over to ours!”

My dad responded, “Absolutely, either way ya’ll are welcome anytime.”

As the parents got up and started clearing the table, Lauren spoke up “Daddy, Sam and I were talking, and we thought it would be fun to have a sleepover over here tonight! Is that okay Daddy?” Mr. Johnson paused and said, “It’s alright with me if it’s alright with Mr. Butler.”

Sam then spoke up, looking at our dad, “Dad, is that alright? Pleaseeeeee.”

Both Sam and Lauren sounded like they were in high school again, begging to sleep over at their friend’s house. It was kind of funny, so I laughed under my breath. Sam noticed and shot me a deadly look.

My dad said, “of course, just don’t stay up too late. And don’t keep us or your brother up… some of us have to work in the morning.”

“Yayyyy, thank you daddy!” Sam screeched and hugged him.

As Mr. and Mrs. Johnson headed out, and we all said our goodbyes, Sam and Lauren ran up the stairs to Sam’s room. That seemed to be my que to head to bed. I said goodnight to my parents, and headed up the stairs too. When I passed Sam’s room, I said goodnight to Lauren and Sam, and followed it up with “Don’t go keeping me up all night, please.” To that, I got a very pleasant “Fuck off Seth!” from Sam.

Well, that was rude…

I entered my room and closed my door behind me. I instantly remembered the ‘gift’ that Lauren left me earlier. I pulled her green panties out from under my pillow and sat down in my chair at my desk. As I held them in my hands, running my thumb over the wet spot, my dick started to get hard. My mind went to the fact that Lauren was in the room next door and most likely not wearing any panties.

Settle down Seth… nothing is going to happen with her tonight. She’s sleeping over with your sister.

I decided that it was still early for a summer night, so I hopped onto my computer to play some video games. I logged on and joined my friend’s Discord to see who was online.

We ended up playing some Valorant for a few hours. Apparently, I lost track of time, because I looked down at my phone and noticed it was almost 1am. I also had a couple of messages from Dani. No messages from Lauren though – not sure if that makes me happy or sad.

Honestly, I was expecting to hear something or even get some sort flirty texts from her… but nothing.

I clicked on my conversation with Dani read the messages. Apparently, she sent a bunch over dinner and the last two hours while I was playing video games. The messages said…

D: “I like you differently, but more than I do any of my other friends… I love spending time with you, and every time I see a text from you, I smile and get excited.”

D: “We’ve always had a very intimate relationship with each other, so I sent you those pictures hoping to keep some of that intimacy over the distance.”

D: “But I don’t want to ruin the friendship that we have.”

D: “I sent you that first picture this morning because I missed you and one way or the other, I wanted you to miss me too.”

D: “Night Seth, just know that no matter what, I don’t want to lose you as a friend.”

I re-read those messages over again before responding, “What do you want for you and me? to stay just friends? To start to date? To have something in between?” After reading her last message again, I sent another message “No matter what, you won’t lose me as a friend, I’ll always be there for you D 😊”

I’m trying to play less games, especially with Dani… hopefully this helps me get this situation figured out on the Dani front. I have no idea how to figure out what’s going happening on the Lauren front…

I set my phone on the corner of my desk, took off my headphones, and stood up to stretch. It had been a while since I had last emerged from my room, so I decided to go grab some water and hit to the bathroom before going to bed.

I slowly opened my bedroom door, not wanting to wake anyone who was asleep throughout the house. As I crept past Sam’s door, I didn’t hear much of anything coming from her room, just some muffled noise that sounded like her TV was still on.

No way they’re asleep already… I’ve never known Sam to go to sleep earlier than 2am when she has friends over, even on a Sunday night.

I head down the stairs toward the kitchen, half expecting to see Sam and Lauren hanging out in the Living room. But no one was there – it doesn’t seem like anyone is up, so I just grab a water bottle from the fridge and head back upstairs.  

I reach the top of the steps, remembering that I wanted to go pee before I head to bed. I take a few steps into my room and throw the water bottle onto my bed. I pull my shirt off and throw that on the bed as well. I’m just left in my khaki shorts.

As I’m turning back around, I hear the door to Sam’s room open slowly. Out of competitiveness and instinct, thinking Sam is going to try to steal the bathroom, I sprint the 15 feet from our doors into the bathroom, turning the corner and closing the door before Sam could get there. I whisper loudly “Suck it, Sam… I just have to pee and brush my teeth, and then I’ll be done.”

You may ask me ‘why did you sprint into the bathroom? It’s the middle of the night, she probably just had to pee too…’ To that I say… well, yeah, you’re probably right. But after 18 years of competing with Sam, I have to beat her whenever is possible – even if that’s racing to the bathroom at 1am.

Knowing Sam is waiting to use the bathroom, I take my time. Now I don’t quite go super slow, but I’m definitely not rushing. I use the bathroom, wash my face, brush my teeth, you know do all the things that most people do before bed... just at a leisurely pace. 

As I finish my nightly routine, I unlock and open the door, bracing for swinging smacks or cursing from Sam. None came. I opened the door all the way and stepped out into the dark hallway – no one was around.

Well, that’s weird, I thought Sam would have been waiting out here if she had to go so bad…

I head towards my room, noticing that my door was closed slightly more than I thought I left it. I stop in my tracks in the middle of the hallway.

It’s the middle of the night, everyone’s asleep except for Sam… did Sam do something to my room? Nahhh, don’t be paranoid Seth, I must have remembered wrong. Let’s just go to bed and get to sleep…

I approach my door and push it open as I slowly walk through, expecting to see whatever Sam did to my room while I was in the bathroom, I was once again left speechless.

Lauren is sitting on my bed, wearing next to nothing. I take two more steps into my room, not fully comprehending what I was seeing. Once I realize what was in front of me, I stop in my tracks… what are you supposed to do when you’re in that situation?

I have no idea why I’m asking that… it’s not like anyone has ever actually been in this situation before… Fuck my life. Actually, I’m just kidding, this is amazing! Look at her…

As I stand in the middle of my room, I make eye contact with the half-naked blonde sitting on my bed. She is sitting with her legs crossed, hands resting on the bed beside her. Her hair is let down, draped over her chest, blocking my view of her boobs - just like the picture she sent me earlier. Her lean, sexy body is on display just for me, and she’s not saying a word… just looking at me with that flirty smile. She is hardly wearing anything, just a green lace bra and matching panties. I can’t see much of the bra, at least I can’t focus on just that right now… but it’s a very similar color to the panties she left under my pillow earlier. Wait, her panties…

I look over to my desk and the panties I pulled out earlier aren’t there anymore. I look down at the panties that she’s wearing – they have to be the same ones, but I can’t be sure.

Ummmm… is she wearing those panties right now? Did she come in here, put those on just to tease me? What’s her endgame here?

I struggle to keep eye contact, as my eyes keep looking up and down at this girl sitting on my bed. As I start to speak, Lauren uncrosses her legs, and stands up, taking two steps toward me. “What are…” is all I get out before I stop as she is within arm’s reach.

She looks me in the eyes and grabs both of my hands.

As she holds my hand and looks up to look me in the eye, Lauren softly and seductively says, “I just wanted to come back to give you the full picture of the present I left you earlier. So… what do you think?”

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