When Cassie and Eric got back to the house, Ellie was still up in her room.
Cassie knocked on her door and went in while Eric went to his own room, took of his clothes and turned on the shower to get ready for his 'date'. He really wanted to go in and check on Ellie, but with Cassie in there, he knew that she wouldn't be able to talk freely with him about what happened, or really tell him what was the matter.
As he turned on the water, he couldn't help but remember he and Ellie in that same space from the night before. His cock sprang instantly to life and he was quickly stroking himself to release. As much as he tried to focus on the memory of his cum shooting all over her beautiful tits or the moment she finally stepped out of her panties before getting into the shower, it was the memory of being with her, under the warm running water, in the dim glow of the nightlight, where his mind kept drifting. Watching the water run down her small, curvy body, her hips, her breasts, her back and her adorable butt. How small she was next to him as he held her while they tried to share the spray in the confined space. Everything lit by the amber glow filtering through the frosted pattern of the shower curtain.
As Eric finally released the first jet of cum into his cupped hand, it was the memory of Ellie looking back up over her shoulder at him, her hair smoothed back from standing under the water. Her eyes had lifted up toward him and the way her lower lip shone in the dim light felt like it made his chest feel tight. It was like the water had washed away everything else that she showed to the world and he had finally seen her for the first time in his life. In the sepia tones and semi-darkness, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Cassie sat on the edge of Ellie's bed and tried to understand what was the matter. Ellie was clearly hung over and not feeling well, but Cassie sensed it was something much deeper than that.
"Maybe you should talk to Eric about what happened," Cassie suggested. "You might feel better."
Ellie's eyes darted quickly to Cassie's and then quickly looked down. "Why, did he say something?"
"We talked. It was kind of awkward, but I think he's okay." She shrugged and gave her sister a small smile. "I think he had the most fun he's ever had and he appreciates everything we did to make it as memorable as it was."
"He said that?"
"Well, basically." Cassie rolled her eyes. "He knew it was crazy, but like you said, it was a little naughty, not...you know."
"Yeah," Ellie looked down at her fingers fidgeting in her lap as she sat up against her headboard. "Thank God for that, right?" She flashed a look of relief at Cassie.
"Is it that you're feeling guilty for encouraging us to do that stuff, Ellie?"
"Yeah," Ellie put her face in her hands. "I'm feeling guilty about a lot of things. I should have listened to you." She did her best not to cry.
"Hey, it's okay Ellie. It really is." She pulled gently at Ellie's arms until she lowered them. "Nobody forced us to do anything. It's not your fault."
"Yes it is. None of it would have happened if I hadn't started it." Ellie shook her head dejectedly.
"Probably not," Cassie laughed, which actually made Ellie laugh in turn. "But I've been trying to loosen up and maybe it was the kind of push I needed to take the first step." She smirked. "And Eric obviously didn't need much encouraging."
"I guess he didn't," Ellie said with regret. "I'm so sorry I dragged you into something this...this..."
"Hey", Cassie could see she was getting upset. "I know I gave you a lot of crap about it last night, but...it wasn't just you...or Eric." Cassie looked down. "I could have left that room at any time...and...and I didn't. Nobody made me stay until the end of the game."
"So you don't think I'm like....disgusting...for...you know?"
"Oh, for making me get topless and rub our tits together in front of Eric and then make him show us his enormous erection?" Cassie smiled.
"Uggghhh...." Ellie rubbed her eyes again. "What is wrong with me? Seriously, who does stuff like that?"
"Evidently, we do." Cassie shrugged. Ellie," she leaned in. "I'm sorry if I made you feel worse than you should. You weren't the only one who got excited in there. I...well...we all did." Cassie stared down at her own hands for a moment before finally looking up to meet Ellie's look of astonishment. Cassie gave her a crooked smile. "I'm 100% sure Eric did. So I guess we're all 'disgusting' then....because I did too." She rolled her eyes and blushed.
"You did?" Ellie asked hopefully.
"Yeah," she sighed. "I was embarrassed to admit it last night, but everything you said was true. I'm just as bad as you are."
"You're not just saying that?" Ellie compressed her lips as she waited for Cassie to answer.
"Well, you did tell me I had a perky rack and a tight ass, so I hope you were being honest." She started to giggle and Ellie joined in.
"So you forgive me?" Ellie asked meekly.
"Of course I do." Cassie patted her thigh through the covers. "And I'm sorry for making you feel like shit all day about it. I should have admitted I was checking out his dick too and getting worked up."
"So you did see it!" Ellie gasped in mock-horror. "You little slut!"
"Hey!" Cassie laughed. "It was just for a second. I didn't want to but then you like gasped and I looked up to see what the fuss was all about." She shrugged.
"Nothing I can do about it now. Eric's fine, I'm fine...are you okay?"
"Yeah," Ellie sighed. "I guess I just need to dial things back a little and take good advice when it's offered. I learned my lesson and I guess I can be grateful it didn't get any worse."
"Sounds about right." Cassie looked over at Ellie's bedside clock and abruptly switched gears. "Hey, do you feel like helping me cook tonight?" She explained the whole date night concept and asked if Ellie would help cook, or felt up to being their waiter.
"I'm just not up to it tonight, Cass. I'm sorry. I just need a night to get over this hangover and put all this behind me." Ellie looked to her sister for approval. "Is that okay?"
"Sure, I'll make an extra plate and put it in the fridge if you get hungry later." She stood up. "Feel better."
An hour later, Ellie crept halfway down the stairs and sat on a step that was too high to be seen from the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around her knees and rested her chin on them, leaning forward to hear what Cassie and Eric were saying. They were making dinner conversation and from time to time Cassie would tell him something about table manners or conversation etiquette. Occasionally, Cassie would pepper him with questions about things they must have covered earlier, like the use of each piece of silverware in the place setting. Ellie rested her cheek on her knee and listened for a while before quietly making her way back to her room.
Ellie had fallen asleep at some point and woke to hear soft knocking. She padded over to her bathroom door and unlocked it before she was fully awake. Eric opened it silently to see her already sliding back under the covers and turning on her side to go back to sleep.
"Ellie," Eric whispered, sitting beside her on the bed. "Ellie..."
