Breaking the Rules - Sex Stories

Breaking the Rules

... someone stretched out their legs. Looking back, she saw Naomi, just now noticing her friend's arm lying across her own midsection. Sandwiched, totally naked, between her two best friends, Elena felt at peace. She laid there for a while, maybe hours, enjoying the feeling of smooth skin against her, and the warm tones of the sun creeping its way up into the sky outside the window.

Eventually, though, it was time to get up. All three girls seemed to arrive at this conclusion of their own accord at the same time, and they slowly began pulling themselves out of bed.

Hayley got each of them a robe- thin satin numbers that barely reached past Elena's mid-thigh- and they made their way out of the room.

Alaina and Maya, dressed in baggy T-shirts, were sitting at the table, happily chatting as they ate breakfast. Marco was in the kitchen, tending to the stove. He wore a chef's hat and an apron with the words 'Kiss the Chef' embroidered into the front. Only, someone seemed to have come along afterwards, crossed out 'kiss', and replaced it with 'fuck'.

"Morning, ladies. Have a seat, breakfast is coming up."

Not long after, Elena was staring down a plate stacked high with pancakes, bacon, eggs, and a heap of fresh fruit. The girls chatted through breakfast, reminiscing about their night.

"You all did what?" Alaina cried out. "You sluts! How the fuck did I miss that? As the only single one here, I should have been there!" They all let out a laugh. Alaina made Naomi ...

... promise to not let her get that drunk when she married Raphael, which she agreed to, wiping tears of mirth from the corners of her eyes.

Elena was getting full, eyeing the half-empty plate before her, when the doorbell rang. Being the closest to the door, she got up to answer. Outside, dressed in a somewhat dishevelled dress that Elena recognized from yesterday afternoon, stood Katelyn, her long brown hair tied up in a messy ponytail. Their eyes met, and Elena could tell something was up.

"We should talk."

Elena's heart skipped a beat. Did she already know? How?

"O-okay. Come inside then." She stammered out, standing aside to let her fiancée in.

Inside, everybody greeted Katelyn, and she returned their greetings politely, if a bit awkwardly. All except for Hayley, who was silent, a sharp gleam in her eye.

"You can use my bedroom." She mouthed to Elena.

Excusing themselves, Elena led her partner to the room, lightly pushing the door closed.

"So..." Elena started. "What did you want to talk about?"

Katelyn just sat there for a moment, eyes on the floor. Eventually, though, she found her courage, and launched into a detailed story about her own party last night.

When she finished, Elena couldn't contain her laughter. Partly it was nervous laughter, but largely, it was cathartic, albeit in a really confusing way. Katelyn looked on with a puzzled expression on her face. She sat down on Hayley's bed, finally putting an end to her pacing.

"What is going ...