I got so engrossed in the conversation, I never heard her come back downstairs and slip out the sliding doors to the pool area. We talked for a few mo...re minutes, then I hung up, and realized that I needed to get something for my sister and me to eat. I was definitely not going to make anything complicated for dinner. There was enough food in the house for a week until our parents returned. I went into the kitchen and made a couple of sandwiches, grabbed some chips from the bag for each plate,. My next thought I wish I could blame on the alcohol, however I barely had a warm buzz. I imagined myself on my bed with the three of them spread out around me - all of them naked and all of them rock hard and ready for me. The thought left my cotton panties damp.As they talked about fishing I completely stopped listening. What would it really be like to have all three of them? Would I enjoy it or would they just use me? Thinking of them using me made me squirm against the counter. I took a long. "I used to go to the club all the time. She showed up one night with one of the other regulars. I watched them together for a while and it was clear that while she was interested in being there, she wasn't all that interested in him. There was no chemistry between them. Eventually, he was off talking to his friends while she went to get a drink. I was getting one then too. We started talking and exchanged email addresses. Within a week she'd ditched the guy and I brought her to the club a few. I was thinking about pushing us to the next level in our relationship. Officially using the terms boyfriend and girlfriend. I wasn’t sure Jake would want to, he could be so hard to read. That’s the main reason I had to know.“What’s the deal with you and Max?”“Well...” he slowly answered with a long nervous pause. “Max is, he’s my boyfriend.”A million and one thoughts passed thru my mind. Emotions of hurt, arousal, confusion, love, lust, anger and desire, flashed. Jake is gay? No cause he fucked.