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-- CHAPTER 67: Everything I Dreamed Of --

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Something tickled my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

“Mmph!” somebody grunted, and as I sat up, I realized I’d just shoved my dick an inch into a girl’s throat. She took it like a trouper, gagging only slightly and keeping her head down, breathing heavily through her nose until I pulled back. And only then did she pull up to cough and catch her breath while continuing to pump my shaft with her hand.

“That was good!” Naimh enthused happily. “With a little more practice, you’ll be an expert in no time!”

The honey-blonde babe bent over before me coughed one more time, took a deep breath, and then pushed her face back down around my dick. When my prickhead probed the entrance to her throat, she paused for a moment to gather herself before descending inch by inch until she’d made it almost all the way down.

Almost, but not quite. But that was alright. I found myself staring down the length of my body at the incredible sight of Skylar Sutcliffe staring back at me, her light-blue eyes afire behind the shimmering lenses of her eyeglasses. She was achingly beautiful and undoubtedly sexy, especially with her pouty lips wrapped around my meat.

It was everything I dreamed of and more.

“Dia duit, Matty,” my Squeakers greeted warmly while reaching down to caress my cheek.

“Maidin mhaith, Neevie,” I replied, glancing up at her with a smile before returning my attention to the gorgeous girl currently impaling her face on my big dick.

As I watched, Skylar’s gaze turned downward to focus on the task at hand (er, mouth?). She pulled up my prick until it came out of her throat, high enough to breathe through her nose, although she kept her lips sealed around my cock’s crown. After several deep breaths, she pushed herself back down and then swallowed reflexively, her throat muscles massaging my meat in a way that felt absolutely exquisite.

Naimh leaned over to give me a quick kiss on the lips, and after a moment’s thought she moved her chest over me to smother my face in her naked freckled tits. I found myself nipping and stretching for her nipples like a starving baby bird in its nest, much to my Irish redhead’s giggling delight.

Skylar must’ve found the whole thing amusing, because the beautiful, busty blonde moved up to join her friend. Naimh was happy to switch places, scooting down the bed to take over sucking my dick while Skylar gave me a quick kiss on the lips before bobbing her naked breasts up and down over my mouth playing keep-away with her nipples.

Yes, it’s just as much fun as it sounds.

But then Skylar decided she wanted some more blowjob practice, so she parked herself on her elbows next to my left leg while Naimh got lined up next to my right leg. The two gorgeous girls then took turns slurping on my schlong, with Skylar expressing her amazement when Naimh’s lips sealed up tight around the very base of my cock.

“How do you all DO that?” Skylar exclaimed.

“Practice, practice, practice,” Naimh explained after pulling off. “None of us could do it the first time, except for Mari. I’m not actually sure if Alice ever has. I know for sure that Zofi hasn’t bothered to try doing it. There was a little competition thing between me and Sam for a bit, each of us trying to get lower and lower and saying, ‘Top that!’ before we both could finally do it. And Belle struggled for a long, long time - which makes sense given how tiny she is.”

“I don’t have that excuse.”

Naimh shook her head. “Everyone’s built a little differently. It still took both me and Sam a lot of time and dedication. In the early days, all six of us were having daily blowjob clinics after school.”

“Daily?”

“Sure. Back before we started having sex, giving Matty blowjobs and sitting on his face were the way we all had fun together.” Naimh sighed and stared off into the distance for a second. “Sometimes I miss the innocence of those days.”

Skylar snorted. “I wouldn’t refer to daily blowjobs as ‘innocent’.”

Naimh giggled. “You know what I mean. But like right now: the two of us can take turns blowing him and I can give you pointers, the same way we used to do in high school. Matty’s a perfect crash test dummy for that sort of thing.”

Skylar looked up at me. “Matty’s kinda perfect in a lot of ways.”

“You’ll get no argument from me,” Naimh remarked with a laugh. “Okay… what should we start with? Don’t worry about deep-throating him yet. That’s the advanced course. Let’s start simple: gently stroke him up and down with your hand, wrap your lips around his mushroom head, and then swirl the tip of your tongue around the cap.”

“I have given blowjobs before,” Skylar drawled.

“Bitch, please…” Naimh teased with a wink. “When it comes to knowing how to best please The BTC’s boyfriend… you’re just a kid.”

****

Naimh was very clearly enjoying this alone time for just the three of us: her, Skylar, and me. I figured she’d been fantasizing about this threesome for months, and now that her wildest dreams were finally coming true, she seemed as giddily happy as she’d been in her entire life.

The pair of pretty British Islanders spent several minutes parked side-by-side in front of my upright and waving dick, taking turns bobbing their heads up and down my length, stroking my shaft, and even doing a little deep-throating. I watched Naimh enfold my erection between her bare breasts, hump her chest up and down while licking my tip whenever it peeked through her tunnel of titflesh. And then I watched Skylar do the same.

It was everything I dreamed of and more.

For the most part, Naimh would explain a technique, demonstrate it, and then observe and critique Skylar’s attempts at replicating the technique with the clinical demeanor of a private golf coach at the driving range.

Well, perhaps more the flirtatious demeanor of a playboy private golf coach on the prowl instructing a gorgeous young blonde with big tits and a short skirt deciding that a “hands-on” approach would be the best way to improve the young blonde’s technique, if you know what I mean.

Anyways, Naimh was clearly having a good time, and Skylar was clearly having a good time, which meant that I was certainly having a good time. And their frequent pauses to discuss and refine a particular technique provided relief from direct stimulation, so I was in no imminent danger of popping off.

But after a while, Skylar suggested they stop with the instruction-portion of the session and just have some fun. So that’s when the girls started giving me a full-on dual-blowjob: licking up the sides of my shaft at the same time, meeting at the top to giggle at each other and start making out with my cockhead between their roving lips, and stroking my shaft at the same time (one hand each stacked with room for both) while they simply made out with each other hot and heavy with sloppy Sapphic fervor.

It was everything I dreamed of and more.

The girls then decided to go for a ride on top of me: one at each end. Skylar was the first to climb aboard, easing her tight twat onto my turgid tool while Naimh kissed her way across the English girl’s neck and shoulders as she fondled the busty blonde’s big boobies. My personal Irish redhead then lowered herself onto my face where I could lap at her soaking wet labia and even give her a little rimjob while reaching up her body to maul her freckled tits.

By then I was starting to lose ejaculatory control. In my defense, the girls had spent a LOT of time sucking my dick. But I grabbed Naimh’s thighs and really focused on eating her out with a fury while simultaneously crunching my abs and glutes to pound my prick up into Skylar’s pulsing pussy. And in the end I managed to last just long enough to feel both Naimh start creaming her cunt on my tongue and Skylar start squeezing her snatch around my shaft in orgasmic satisfaction before I finally let loose and blasted both barrels of steaming hot sperm straight up into the back of Skylar’s womb.

“Slurp out the creampie and snowball it back to me?” the blonde suggested with a silly little smirk, her light-blue eyes sparkling as she leaned back and braced herself with both arms while her chest heaved up and down heavily.

“Yummy-yummy,” Naimh enthused eagerly before tackling Skylar off me onto the bed, splitting the honey-blonde’s thighs apart, and diving between them face-first to start noisily slurping out my spending.

I sat up to watch my randy redhead go to work and then slid my gaze up the blonde’s heaving body with her skin covered in a fine sheen of sweat. When I got to Skylar’s face, I found her staring back at me with a grin and fluttering eyelids as she moaned and held Naimh’s head to her loins. And she looked so adorably happy that I couldn’t help but lean over to give her a sweet kiss.

“Everything you dreamed of?” I asked her lightly.

“And more…” she moaned.

A moment later, Naimh crawled up her body to share my sperm with her. But rather than seal their lips together to swap my semen, my freckled redhead looked up at me with a gleam in her emerald-green eyes, pulled her hair back behind her ear to make sure I had an unobstructed view, and then slowly opened her mouth from several inches above Skylar’s face.

The blonde gaped her mouth open just in time to receive dollop after dollop of creamy white jizz drizzling out from the redhead’s open lips. It was quite the erotic sight and I groaned in obvious enchantment to see the pair of beautiful busty babes engaging in such a wantonly naughty act.

Both girls moaned as well, and Naimh stroked her hand up and down Skylar’s chest before fastening onto an upright globe and squeezing it for emphasis while she pinched her lips together to push out the remaining globs of spunk. A moment later she bent over to finally plunge her tongue into Skylar’s gaping mouth, as if hungrily seeking to get my sperm back. Skylar wrapped both arms around Naimh, raised her right knee, and half-rolled the redhead onto her side. And the two of them battled it out for ownership of my creamy cum with even sloppier Sapphic kisses than before.

Finally, there was nothing left to battle over and both girls flopped onto their backs. Naimh was gasping for air while staring up at the ceiling, and Skylar intertwined their fingers together before reaching out to me to hold my hand as well.

“Definitely everything I dreamed of,” Skylar sighed with a happy smile.

“Seeing you two together was everything -I- dreamed of and more,” I agreed.

“How about you?” Skylar asked Naimh, squeezing their joined hands. “Everything you dreamed of?”

“Well… not everything…” the redhead hedged with a toothy grin.

“I’m not letting Matty’s massive dick up my arsehole today,” Skylar stated bluntly.

Naimh laughed. “Does that imply another day?”

Skylar chuckled and shook her head before looking at me. “This girl is anal-obsessed.”

“I’m Matty’s Sacred Buttslut!” Naimh cheered.

Both Skylar and I laughed with her, but after a moment to sigh and then take a pause, Skylar squeezed Naimh’s hand and muttered, “But you’re no longer Matty’s quote ‘Head Girlfriend’.”

“She’s welcome to the title. I told you: it never fit me quite right.” Naimh waved dismissively. “I’m happier with Sam in charge. Everything feels more… well… like the way it’s supposed to be.”

“You sure?” Skylar asked. “After all: you told me you were afraid of Sam waltzing back into your lives and taking the top spot back just like that.” She snapped her fingers for emphasis.

I sat up a little straighter, studying Naimh’s face.

My girlfriend felt my gaze, took a deep breath, and sat up as well. Oblivious to her nudity, she crossed her legs and adopted a serene yoga pose. And only after she had taken a few more breaths and seemingly found her inner peace did she fix me with a serious look and say, “I’ll never ask if you love me more’n Sam. That’s a trap question and I know you love ALL of us in our own ways.”

“I’m in love with you more than in love with Sam,” I interjected quickly before she could continue. Reaching out to take her hand and intertwine our fingers, I gave it a squeeze before continuing, “You’re my romantic primary. You’re the girl I want on my arm whenever we go out as a group. You’re the one I want to share one-on-one dates with, the one I want in my bedroom more often than not, the one whose naked body I want to feel beneath mine first when I get horny and feel like having fun. Sam’s return hasn’t changed that at all.”

“How romantic…” Skylar deadpanned, having sat up as well, and Naimh immediately flicked her hand out to whack the blonde’s upper arm.

I kept my focus on Naimh, continuing, “Sam is Head Girlfriend amongst the group of ‘girlfriends’ in The BTC.” I mimed the air quotes. “But the title was never what was important to me. I love you. You’re my Squeakers. I can’t live without your love, and please tell me you already know that.”

“I do.” Naimh nodded slowly. “But it doesn’t hurt to hear you say it out loud.”

“I love you, and I can’t live without your love,” I repeated. “Sam may have taken back the top spot in The BTC as a social organization, but she hasn’t taken back the top spot in my heart.”

“Yet…” my redhead whispered softly before taking a deep breath and raising both hands. Wincing, she muttered, “I shouldna said that.”

I squeezed her hand and asked, “How can I reassure you?”

“You can’t. Not with words, at least.”

“Fair enough.”

“Only time will tell.” Naimh sighed. “Don’t get me wrong: I want Sam back in The BTC. I’ve wanted her to take the Head Girlfriend spot back for a long time. The club just never felt right with me in charge. I did my best. Honestly, I did.”

“I know you did,” I agreed.

“But I told you from the beginning that I wasn’t a natural leader. The Club never felt… cohesive. Not like we were in high school. I felt like I was always scrambling and stressing out trying to keep everyone together while at the same time everyone kept going in different directions.”

“None of which was your fault,” I insisted. “Things were never going to be the same as high school. Different place, different people, subtracting four core members and integrating new girls. There was always going to be a period of transition from the OG BTC to The BTC 2.0. You did your best, and you did so during a time when the rest of us weren’t doing much to help you out. Sam went AWOL, obviously. Belle went into recruiting mode and hooked up with first Lily, and then Izzy. And I was being the King of Enablers for Sam rather than recognizing how much I was hurting you. But we’re getting there now, in large part thanks to you.”

“Perhaps. But I still feel quite relieved to hand the title back to Sam. She’s just better at it than me.” Naimh gestured around the room. “Like this ski trip: it’s been amazing - aside from Luna’s little accident and all the panic I just went through. But this trip with all the girls together again – playing games, foolin’ around in the hot tub, rotating bedrooms – THIS has felt like The BTC I knew in high school, with Sam as the natural Student Body President. My fear of Sam taking the top spot in your heart again aside, having her back in charge on a trip like this… with Alice and Zofi and Mari… not to mention Sky and Luna--”

“I was just gonna say…” Skylar drawled with a grin, pointing at herself with the fingers of both hands.

Naimh reached out and caressed Skylar’s forearm. “This trip and being here with the two of you just like this after the night we just had together… this has been everything -I- dreamed of.”

Skylar and I both smiled at her, but I squeezed her hand and gave her a serious look. “This ski trip still ends tomorrow. Alice, Zofi, and Mari all have to fly back to school. Things will never be exactly like high school: you know that, right?”

Naimh sighed and shrugged. “Of course. But with Sky here and Luna and Eva… plus Sam as Head Girlfriend again… I believe The BTC 2.0 can be just as good as the original.”

“Well let’s not try comparing apples to oranges,” I suggested. “No sequel is ever quite like the original.”

“Everything about this BTC is original for me,” Skylar offered. “And I for one think this version is bloody brilliant.”

Naimh and I both smiled at her, and Naimh asked, “Everything you dreamed of?”

Skylar blinked. “To be perfectly honest, I don’t know what I would’ve dreamed The BTC might be.”

“I know you’ve felt a bit overwhelmed,” I said kindly. “That first hot tub orgy got a little intense. And while you heard me and Neevie talk about the girls enough to feel like you already knew them a bit, it’s still a completely different thing to actually meet them all in person and try to get along with a large group of girls you’d never really spent time with before.”

“It is, but everyone’s still been so very kind to me and very welcoming,” Skylar stated with a smile. “Only time can tell what the future holds, and who knows how they’ll feel about me once we all go back to the real world and start school again. But I’d like to believe I can find true friendship in this special group of people.”

“You already have true friendship, Sky,” Naimh insisted. “With me and Matty at the very least.”

Skylar’s eyes were moist as she repeated, “‘True friendship’. I was beginning to think I might never find that again.” Her eyes unfocused a bit, and she suddenly got such a haunted look on her face that Naimh immediately leaned in to hug her while I reached forward to rub her knee.

“I’m sorry,” Naimh apologized. “I didn’t mean to make you sad.”

“No, it’s alright,” the blonde replied, reaching up to hold the redhead’s forearm draped across her upper chest. “We keep talking about finding everything we’d dreamed of. Well I thought I’d found everything I’d dreamed of once before…”

I bit down on the urge to say aloud, ‘I smell a ‘but’ coming.’ Instead, I merely waited her out. And finally, Skylar finished.

“But then it all went to hell.”

****

Skylar didn’t immediately continue, just staring a thousand-yard stare into the middle distance for a while. I gave Naimh a look, one that suggested we shouldn’t push her, and Naimh nodded silently before relaxing her grip.

“Why don’t we all get dressed?” my Squeakers suggested, slipping off the side of the bed and collecting her clothing for the day.

Skylar nodded her agreement, likewise slipped off the bed, and went to open her suitcase and collect her clothes. Both girls then headed into the master bathroom together while I finally got out of bed as well.

Given Luna’s little accident yesterday, we’d collectively decided that no further skiing or snowboarding was particularly necessary. Instead, we’d sleep in this morning and then decide after lunch how to spend the rest of the day. At this point, I figured we’d most likely find a nice snow-covered hill on which to build some sledding runs and throw snowballs at each other.

Blessed as I was with a Y-chromosome, I finished first. But rather than leave the room, I simply went back to the bed and propped myself up against the headboard to wait for the others. The girls spent some time in front of the wide, double-sink mirror putting on their faces. But once they were finished, rather than head for the door, they both came over to the bed and climbed on, more or less resuming their previous positions with their clothes on this time.

“I’ve told Matty this story already,” Skylar muttered softly from my left side, glancing up at Naimh. “Has he told any of it to you?”

From my right side, Naimh blinked at me before returning her attention to the blonde and shaking her head in the negative. “Matty never reveals a girl’s secrets unless they directly impact our relationships with him. So basically… No, I don’t know the story. But I’d be happy to hear it.”

Skylar sighed and nodded her understanding. But after pursing her lips and taking on that thousand-yard stare again, she didn’t seem particularly inclined to start talking about it.

I could see it was difficult for her, and when the silence started to feel awkward, I gently touched her knee and suggested, “If it’s too difficult for you to talk about it, I can explain to Neevie what I know instead.”

Skylar gave me a grateful look, but after a moment’s thought she took a deep breath, shook her head, and exhaled slowly. “No, this is my story to tell.”

I nodded my understanding and waited patiently. Naimh appeared… less patient… but she didn’t prod Skylar or anything. And when I reached out to take my girlfriend’s hand, interlace our fingers together, and give them a squeeze, she seemed to relax and gave me a warm smile.

Skylar looked down at my hands intertwined with Naimh’s. She furrowed her eyebrows and frowned, seeming to deflate a little. I started to wonder if I’d done something wrong – as if my small act of PDA with Naimh made Skylar feel worse about her current lack of romantic companionship – and I wondered if I should let go of my girlfriend’s hand.

But then Skylar spoke, starting her narrative in a different way than she’d originally recounted the story to me.

“Amelia was my dad’s baby sister. I grew up calling her ‘Aunt Millie’. Only twelve years older than me, she felt more like a big sister than an aunt sometimes. Forever nice, forever kind, she babysat me and Bas from the time we were toddlers back in England up until she left for University. When she returned home after graduation, I was a tween and she embodied everything I wanted to be when I grew up: gorgeous, fashionable, witty. I dressed like her. I copied her mannerisms. I asked her for advice on everything. For an impressionable young girl, she was my idol in every way.”

When Skylar paused, Naimh shot me a glance to see if I already knew all this. I nodded once, and then we both returned our attention to the blonde.

“George’s family owns several wineries in Napa,” Skylar continued, not looking at either of us. “He’s the one who convinced mum and dad to move to California while Bas and I were still finishing secondary school. Millie moved into the house to be our guardian, but like I said: she felt more like a big sister than a replacement mother. When our parents insisted that Bas and I attend University in the States, I didn’t want to leave England. I didn’t want to leave Millie for one thing. But she convinced me that I should obey my parents’ wishes.”

Naimh glanced at me again, and I squeezed her hand.

“Dad’s company does Engineering design. Lots of money goes into ensuring Wine Country has the right infrastructure. Bas and I both attended Cal Engineering while learning the family business. Bas works for Dad right now.” Skylar’s face darkened. “I don’t, obviously.”

She paused to take a deep breath and then glanced at me. I gave her a reassuring look and nodded for her to keep going.

After collecting herself, Skylar went on. “I flew back to England after freshman year to spend the summer with Millie while Bas interned with Dad. When it was time to return, I begged Millie to come with me. One could say that I’m the reason she met George. For him, it was love at first sight. He was a prize catch himself: still single into his thirties, handsome, wealthy. They married less than a year later. Dad gave him a lot of crap about ‘corrupting his baby sister’, but it was a good-natured ribbing. He was happy for them both. It was a good match, and I know they made each other very happy. I was just glad that Millie stayed nearby instead of going back to England.”

Naimh had started to go pale. I knew she was hearing a lot of past tense, and she’d started to squeeze my hand pretty hard.

Skylar’s head bowed. “Then cancer happened. Snuck up on everyone. One day, Millie was as gorgeous as ever. It felt like I blinked my eyes and suddenly she was trapped in her bedroom surrounded by beeping machines with all these tubes and wires coming out of her. I drove up to Napa and spent all my free time at her house. Barely attended classes. Studied for my exams in a chair next to her bed with my books spread out across her blankets. And of course, I wasn’t the only one spending a lot of time by her side.”

“George, her husband,” Naimh stated in understanding.

“He loved his wife. We all loved her,” Skylar said quietly. “He talked about the plans they’d made before she got sick. He talked about the children she’d always wanted but could never find the right man back in England. They lived in a cottage with a nice view of the rolling hills, but they’d started building a larger house in which to raise their family together.”

Naimh’s hand tightened around mine again, and I reached over to rub her forearm reassuringly.

Skylar frowned and looked embarrassed. “I’d long thought George was handsome. I’d always been attracted to him. He’d been warm and kind to me, but never predatory. Sure, I’d catch him glancing at my body the way all men glance at a beautiful woman’s body, but that was it. And even those glances went away while he’d been consumed by his wife’s illness.” Skylar shook her head. “Still, we spent day after day after day together. We talked… so much. He still had to run his family business. I told him about school and boys hitting on me. That sort of thing. He was… nice to me. He listened.”

When Skylar looked up at her, Naimh nodded her understanding. And then Skylar sighed and started fiddling with her fingers in her lap.

“One time when George wasn’t around, Millie told me she didn’t want him to be lonely after she was gone. Wanted him to find love again, to move on, to be happy. She didn’t mean for ME to take her place in his heart or anything like that. It was more of a general, ‘I hope he meets a nice lady someday’ kind of thing. I was still an undergrad, and George was fifteen years older than me and in a completely different place in his life. But once the thought occurred to me about taking Millie’s place at George’s side, of finishing that family house, raising children, and building a life together…” Skylar’s voice trailed off as she closed her eyes, bowed her head, and clenched her fists. And then she finished softly, “I was an immature little girl.”

I reached out and took Skylar’s hand with mine. Naimh did the same on the other side, and together, we both gave Skylar’s hands gentle squeezes. There were tears in the blonde girl’s eyes as she looked up at us, searching for any sign of recrimination or judgment. I could only imagine the kind of hateful looks she would’ve gotten from her old friends and family when they found out. But there were no such looks from us. She had done us no wrong. We were still her friends, and we wanted nothing but to support her in this moment.

Skylar seemed to draw strength from us, and after pausing for a bit to recollect herself, she squeezed our hands back and sat up a little straighter. Returning to her faraway gaze, she continued her story.

“Millie was asleep in the next bedroom the first time I seduced him,” Skylar said quietly. “He had been sitting by his wife’s side, holding her hand much the same way we’re doing right now. He’d started crying, and I hated to see him so sad. I convinced him to get up and take a break. I took his hand and led him out of his own master bedroom where she was hooked up to the machines and took him into the room next door where he’d been sleeping every night. He kept crying, I kept reassuring him that it wasn’t his fault, and then I just started kissing him. He was surprised, and he resisted me at first. But I told him that I just wanted to make him feel better. I told him that Millie wouldn’t want him to feel so alone. And once I started taking my clothes off, he couldn’t resist.”

Naimh shot another glance at me, looking pale, and she swallowed thickly.

“Maybe he really did see some of Millie in me. Similar figures. Similar eyes. Maybe he just wanted to bang a hot blonde. Whatever the reason, he suddenly tackled me to the bed and started tearing the rest of my clothes off. And he was so keyed up, he came after less than two minutes inside me,” Skylar muttered, her eyes unfocused again. “He felt embarrassed, of course, but I soothed him, kissed him, and told him that our next time would be better. He seemed very surprised at the idea of there being a next time. But there was a next time. And a next. And a next.”

Now Skylar was looking pale, and I slid over to hug her from the side. Naimh let go of me to move to Skylar’s other side, and together we sandwiched the blonde between us with warm hugs.

For a long while, Skylar remained silent. Neither Naimh nor I was in any hurry to push her, so we waited patiently. We knew that eventually, she would be ready to continue.

“Nobody questioned why I spent so much time at George’s house; everyone knew how much I loved Millie. I convinced myself I was doing what was best for her by comforting her husband. But at the same time, a part of me knew that what I was doing was a betrayal, knew that what I was doing was wrong. Why else would I never have told her? Looking back, I should’ve come clean to her after the first time. Admitted, apologized, and who knows? Maybe she’d have given us her blessing. But I never did tell her. Neither did George, obviously. He still sat with her all the time, told her how much he loved her, how much he’d miss her. I listened to him telling her that she was the great love of his life and that nobody could ever mean to him what she did, even while she told him she wanted him to move on and find happiness again. I still sat with her all the time. I held her hand, reassured her that I’d help make sure that George would be happy even after she was gone, and never quite explained my exact intentions for how I would ensure that her husband would be able to move on after her death.”

Skylar went quiet again. Naimh and I waited patiently, content to let her find the words in her own time. But when Skylar pulled her hands away from us, both Naimh and instinctively gripped tighter, not letting her withdraw.

She was crying when she looked back up at us, a world of pain and regret in her stormy blue eyes.

“I loved Millie. Please believe me,” she whispered hoarsely.

“We believe you,” I assured her, squeezing her hand again.

“I didn’t want her to die. She was my Aunt Millie, my idol, the one I’d always gone to for advice. And yet…” Skylar’s mouth gaped open as she stared at me with a lost expression on her face, unable to form the words. She looked simultaneously embarrassed and guilty and afraid I would somehow start to hate her, even though I already knew this story. But she was clearly reliving the guilt, and I didn’t want to see her in this kind of pain anymore.

So I spoke up, stating matter-of-factly, “You felt relieved when she died. Everyone had known her cancer was terminal, with no hope for recovery. It wasn’t that you hoped she’d just get it over with or anything like that, but you couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief when it was finally done. That was a completely natural feeling to have, and you don’t need to feel guilty about it. You were glad for an end to her suffering.”

But Skylar shook her head, muttering, “I was glad that could finally make George mine.”

“But it didn’t turn out that way.”

Skylar shook her head and started sobbing. With a sudden jerk, she pulled her hands free from both me and Naimh and buried her face in her palms. Naimh and I both sandwiched her with hugs again, trying to reassure her with our presence. And with an urge to get it over with so that Skylar wouldn’t have to relive this pain any longer than she already had, I turned to my girlfriend and started explaining the rest.

“George cut Skylar off after Millie died,” I told Naimh. “She understood that he needed time to mourn, so at first she simply gave him some space. She buried herself in her classes… Hung out with her friends… But then about three months after the funeral, she went to visit him and tried to kiss him and he pushed her away. Insisted the whole thing was a mistake that he regretted. Skylar said she wanted to take Millie’s place, to give him the family he’d wanted. She could give him everything he’d dreamed of, basically.”

“But he turned her down,” Naimh concluded glumly.

I nodded. “Their affair had not been discovered. If she’d simply given up, gone back to school, and never said a word, maybe nobody would have ever found out.”

“But she couldn’t give up,” Naimh muttered with a wince.

I shook my head, and Skylar’s bawling in our arms suddenly increased.

For a minute, Naimh and I simply hugged her between us. I’d been through this once before, only Skylar and I had been alone then. I’d seen her pull through it then, so I was fairly confident she’d pull through again. And this time, she seemed to calm down even faster than before.

When Skylar started to sit up straight, I reached to the nightstand for some tissues and brought over the whole box. Skylar dried her eyes and blew her nose, and Naimh and I both scooted over a bit to give her some space.

After five or six tissues had been wadded up and dropped into a pile before her crossed legs, Skylar looked up at us with red-rimmed eyes and just seemed over the whole thing now. “George finally went to my dad to confess when I refused to stop pestering him. Dad was righteously pissed at him, of course. George was the older man, and I was his baby girl. But when Dad came to confront me, I admitted that I had seduced George, and then Dad felt betrayed by me. More, I’d betrayed Millie. It leaked through the family, my circle of friends found out, and all of a sudden I was the harlot that seduced my own aunt’s grieving husband. I’d fucked him in the next room while my cancer-stricken auntie lay dying in bed. Like… what the fuck? My friends ostracized me. Dad wanted nothing else to do with me. Only Bas putting his foot down and insisting that his twin sister be at his wedding made THAT happen at all.”

Skylar shook her head, looking angry now.

“The whole thing had been wrong from the beginning, but I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t stop. I didn’t WANT to stop. I thought George was going to be my Happily Ever After. I thought a life with him would be everything I’d dreamed of. But some dreams don’t come true.” Skylar scowled, glared at Naimh, and muttered bitterly, “So there. That’s the story. Any questions?”

Naimh looked a little taken aback at the vehement tone in Skylar’s voice, but there were tears running down her own cheeks and nothing but sympathy on her freckled face. “Oh, Sky…”

And then both Naimh and I hugged Skylar again.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS:

Prologue: https://www.patreon.com/posts/71728519

1: The BTC: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72025149

2: Hoalauna: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72223456

3: E10: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72430053

4: Leeloo: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72666527

5: The Fifth Element: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72902773

6: Lily: https://www.patreon.com/posts/73108177

7: The Hangover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/73327728

8: Quality Time: https://www.patreon.com/posts/73537602

9: The Favor: https://www.patreon.com/posts/73743971