Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Like A Blue Shell:>Ep43

Taylor could see why a boy like that would agree to do almost anything for girls that looked like Paige, Anna, and Alexa. Taylor found Isaac strangely likable. He reminded her of Tim and all their friends back when they were in college. Geeky and a bit awkward but clearly sweet and kind of cute, in a certain silly way. Colin entered as Isaac passed. He smiled and shook their hands. Gave Taylor a chaste little kiss that spoke nothing of all they'd shared.

"It looks like we're going to have two games going at once," Tim said.

"Three actually," Colin said. "We needed that many, what with all the people coming."

Taylor tried to count it off in her head and came up short. Even with Isaac and the twins added that put them at 11. So one of the groups would have just three?

"Long as we're here, let me give you guys the grand tour," Colin said. He led them out of the hallway and into the house, proper.

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Colin lead the couple around, starting with the finished basement. Paige came along, even though she'd seen the place already. Everyone could feel how awkward it was between the siblings-- Colin could tell. The two of them had barely spoken since the party. Barely looked each other in the eye.

Paige clearly put the night off as a drunken mistake. Colin wanted to do the same but found he couldn't. His brain kept drifting back to how good it had been. It wasn't just the connection of cock and pussy -- although that had been incredible

as well -- but rather some other indefinable aspect that had seemed to bind them together. An ethereal pulse of energy that took the sex from fantastic to something otherworldly. When Colin tried to talk about it, Paige pointedly changed the subject. And so he was left to suffer mostly in silence and hope his desires melted away with time.

One person who did want to discuss it, though? Courtney. Colin had fessed up and told her that there had been some sort of room mix up and he'd ended up with Paige in his room.

"By that point, Tim was already engaged and I didn't think it was right to interrupt," Colin had explained, "So Paige and I just talked for a bit and then she hit the road."

"Oh," Courtney said, and Colin couldn't tell exactly if his wife was disappointed or suspicious. Colin wasn't sure which would be worse. Like things between them weren't already bad enough.

started fucking vigorously again which was fine. Good, even. But Courtney seemed fixated on the morning after when they both had swapped with Tim and Taylor. Particularly, whenever they were really going hot and heavy, Courtney would

the dominating tone that Taylor used versus Courtney's pleading. It didn't make Colin hotter. Just sad. Worse, every time she asked, Colin would picture himself plugging away at Paige

three bathrooms?" Tim

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it's taken us this long to get out

Tim had been in his wife before he'd been in his house.

biggest party of the year. Alcohol was already flowing. And Colin realized he wasn't just down. He was morose. Like preparing for

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had also brought pot. Taylor hadn't smoked in years but it was agreed that everyone should take a hit and Taylor ended up taking more than a few. So now she was drunk and high. Stumbling before things even started. Pot usually mellowed Taylor out but this

into each other. She noticed more than a few hands

knock on the door. Taylor thought she'd accounted for everyone but maybe she was missing

kitchen all day heating up different versions of meat wrapped in different versions of pastry. Taylor was pretty sure her friend was avoiding her and it didn't take a detective to

went to the door and opened it. The music stopped. Laughter faded away. The world shrunk

Steve. That Steve. From the very first Mario Kart contest where everything had gone horribly wrong

a bright red scarf. His face was pink from the cold. His usual smirk,

her name, spoken simply and without affect. It almost made her feel a little sad for him. The world slowly sped back up to normal. The rolling roar of a party filled Taylor's ears like it had always

as he shook the snow off his boots, "I was drunk and I let things get out of control. It was stupid

he looked a little less boyish. He still had the broad chest, the sharp cheekbones. He looked good,

her to say something. Taylor only stared. She wanted to be angry. To shout and scream. Shove Steve's nearly perfect body right out the door. But all she

to give an answer.

Steve said, "Hey