The visit was nice, but it wasn’t long before Jim and Karen decided to call it a night, although they left Ashley behind for the weekend so the kids could play together. Splitting up those girls was going to be tough. Karen took a few minutes out to put the little ones to bed, which was a bit of a job; they were all worked up like they’d been on a diet of candy and soda all evening. After that our group slowly dissolved. Amie and Eric were the next to go, Amie giving me another welcome home hug, before taking Eric with her upstairs. Interesting. I looked over at Beth for the scoop.
“Seems to be getting more serious. They’ve been staying together either here or at his place, most of the week,” she answered my unspoken question.
“How’s Ron taking it?” I asked.
Robin answered. “Seems to be OK. He likes Eric’s family, and if she’s happy, that’s good enough for him. He hasn’t been coming over here as much lately.”
“And how’s your work with him?”
“Craigslist is magical, even better than eBay or local ads. I’ve probably cleared out 10% of that warehouse already. When school starts in a couple of weeks, he says I can keep working with him part-time. He’s really a great guy.” She stood up and stretched. “It’s great to have you back, but I think it’s time for me to hit the sack as well. I’ll leave you lovebirds alone for now.” She came over and gave me a warm kiss, then headed up the stairs. Incredibly restrained, for her.
Debbie and Beth got up and started cleaning up a bit, while I begged off, heading for a much needed shower. It had been a long day already, and I was hoping for a second wind before we retired for the night.
The hot-shower did wonders for me, and I relaxed in bed, eager for my room-mates to finish their house-hold chores and join me. The wait wasn’t long, with Debbie appearing and walking over to the bedside. She leaned down and gave me a peck on the cheek.
“I’ll just be a few minutes freshening up,” she told me softly. “Miss me?”
“I’m dying to show you how much,” I told her. I reached for her but she slithered out of my grip and disappeared into our bathroom.
My beautiful Beth was only a few seconds behind her, and I was distraught to watch her disappear into the bathroom as well. She was only in there a couple of minutes before appearing at my bedside dressed in her birthday suit. My favorite outfit for her. And she wore it so well.
Beth walked around the bed and settled in next to me, cuddling up beside me, warm against my skin. I reached an arm around her and pulled her in close. Her breast was pressing against my chest, and I ran a finger across it, slowly circling her nipple, as appreciative as ever over what I had.
“That trip was really hard on Deb,” she said softly, her arms holding me tight. “All her old insecurities seemed to resurface. Last night when you didn’t call she was frantic. She was sure we’d lost you.”
“Not likely,” I told her, enjoying the satiny feel of her youthful skin under my hand.
“She’s gonna need some reassuring, Ok? Give her the attention tonight.”