Silvia and Megan Socializing Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Silvia and Megan Socializing Pt. 02

... practiced kicking goals with each of us playing goalie. I don't think I stopped one shot. They were that good.

After the workout, we went for coffee and chatted. Ivy and Isabel were a little surprised I wasn't older. Despite my poor feeling about how I did, they said for my experience level, I was pretty good. They were glad Mika asked me to join them and looked forward to helping me fine-tune my game.

We set another workout date for the following Saturday, and I thanked them for letting me join them. We all hugged goodbye, and I felt excellent about them both. When Ivy and Isabel left, Mika and I chatted more. I wasn't sure about asking her if she was going to Michelle's party, but when she asked me what I was going as, I told her. Mika wouldn't tell me what her costume would be, which was fine. I wondered if she knew Michelle's friends, and she mentioned some possibilities as to who might be there.

There were two married couples. One was straight, and the other was gay. Mika's sister Kai was going to be there, and she thought two other women and a guy. She said Michelle always has good parties and was glad Mom and I were invited. Saturday, I was up early, ready to hit the pitch. The weather was dreary, cloudy, and cold. It was supposed to rain that afternoon, but it could happen anytime. Ivy and Isabel showed up, and we chatted a bit before heading out to the pitch. We all wondered where Mika was; none of us had texts saying she wasn't coming.

Just as we dumped ...

... the balls out of the bag, we got a collective text from Mika letting us know Noa wasn't feeling well and she wouldn't make it. We all replied with sad emojis and hoped he was feeling better.

We started doing drills, passing, and taking goal shots. We were at it for about thirty minutes when the sky darkened, and we all felt drops falling from the sky. We decided to call it a day and went for coffee.

While we were sipping, we got to know each other better. Ivy and Isabel were roomies in a house Ivy's dad had bought as a rental years ago. Now, he charged them just enough rent to cover the mortgage payment, which Ivy said was low. They'd had a third roomie, which really lowered each girl's costs, but she recently moved in with her boyfriend, and they were looking for someone to rent the third bedroom to lower their shares back to dirt-cheap level.

Ivy jokingly asked if I'd want to room with them. I laughed and told them I lived rent-free with my Mom. Then we started talking about colleges and what it was like living at home. I said it was no big deal. Mom and I got along great.

They both said I was lucky, and I agreed. We sat talking until one of the baristas gave us a dirty look because we'd been there an hour and only drank one cup each. The girls invited me back to their place so we could talk more. Since the workout was cut short, I had no plans, so I followed them to their house.

It was a nice three-bedroom, two-bath house with a big backyard and a hot tub. ...