The first week that Ryan was at Monica's was a busy one. Monica had her two new models Heather and Janet and she was shooting one or both them every day. Linda did the wardrobe and make up and Drew handled the equipment. Linda helped Drew out a lot though, she was not afraid of hard work, and they worked quite well together. A lot of the time though, Linda and Drew just stood and watched as Monica worked her magic. Not a bad gig; to get paid to watch beautiful girls take off their clothes and dance around. Linda had started off as one of Monica's first models. When she began to work for Monica behind the camera, she and Drew would get so turned on by the girls that sometimes they had to sneak away for a quickie. Monica frowned on that, and they got a bit more professional.
Monica tasked Ryan with some electrical work, that first week, since he was an electrician by trade, and that old house needed lots of electrical work. Ryan said it was a miracle the place hadn't burned down. Mae took care of household duties; such as laundry, cleaning, working in the vegetable garden and the like.
For the most part, Ryan and Mae slept in their own room while Linda and Drew slept together. One night though, Mae came in and slipped into bed with Linda and Drew. The room was dark and the heavy drapes were drawn so she couldn't be seen at all. It could have been anyone, but there was no doubt in Drew's mind that it was Mae. She crept into the room, as quiet as a Ninja. The bed barely moved as she climbed in. Drew smelled her frangipani body oil and knew it was Mae.
Linda didn't wake up right away, so Mae and Drew lay there and kissed. They started slow and smooth, Mae's tongue slithering in and out of Drew's mouth with his in hot pursuit. Drew pulled her little body close to his and felt those wonderful breasts of hers against his sweaty chest and felt her hard little nipples against his skin. Those were hot summer nights and their body temperatures stayed above normal most of the time. Mae's little bod was hot to the touch, that night, and moist all over. Mae didn't sweat as much as the rest of them, she just glistened.
When Drew slid his hand between Mae's thighs she was more than moist down there. Her pussy was wet and hot; so hot that Drew thought he might get scalded. He massaged her steamy little twat and she moaned, almost in audibly. Her voice could be so soft at times that Drew could barely hear her, even as she whispered right in his ear. She moaned just a little louder as he slid his finger up into that hot, tight little pussy of hers. She whispered softly, "I fuckin' love you. I really mean that."
"I love too, Baby," Drew whispered.
"I'm in love with you," Mae said, "You know that don't you?" She didn't wait for a reply. She pulled back the sheet, slid down between Drew's legs and took his cock into her mouth. She began sucking softly and silently at first and then got faster and louder, sucking and slurping, until Linda began to stir.
Linda squirmed a little and mumbled something. Mae wiggled up between the two of them and whispered in Drew's ear, "I'm sorry to leave you hangin' Baby, but I want me some Linda." Mae rolled over and he could hear Linda's pleasantly surprised moan as Mae kissed her. He couldn't see a thing but he heard them kissing and heard the sound of their slippery fingers sliding in and out and around their pussies. He felt the bed move as they writhed about faster and faster, Linda's moans getting louder and louder: until the whole bed shook. Linda was bucking and twisting with orgasmic convulsions. When she was finally calm, they all lay there for a minute or two, then Mae moved down and kissed Linda's wet, tired twat, then gently kissed the head of Drew's cock. She slipped out of bed, bent down and kissed Drew's lips tenderly and said, "Good night, Lover," and she was gone, leaving him with nothing more than an exhausted, satisfied girlfriend, the taste of Linda's pussy on his lips and a raging boner.
Another night that week Mae crept in and spirited Linda away, in the middle of the night. She took her into Ryan's bed and they shared his little Linda. Drew woke up alone. They never spoke of it and Linda seemed a little embarrassed about the whole thing the next morning and wouldn't look Drew in eye until late in the afternoon. Linda made it up to Drew that night by making sweet, tender love to him.
Friday night found the four of them in Drew's room. The girls flirted and giggled and teased and tickled one another, while Ryan and Drew played guitars and sang. As the night wore on, Ryan found his way into the big bed with Linda and Mae curled up in the big chair with Drew.
