Passion desire Lust

The secret was not kept and a month later, Paul approached Mark outside the library.

“Hey Mark, what’s up with Jordan and Mandy?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing. Ever since you came back they get together every Sunday afternoon and lock themselves in Kelly’s room. They even turn off their phones. I have talked to the girls on Kelly’s floor and all they can say is that they hear music and giggling from inside.”

“That is weird and it gets even stranger, a couple of weeks ago Mandy asked me to use my credit card to buy a dildo or something on the internet. I figured we could play with it together, but since she got it, I haven’t seen it.”

Paul shook his head slowly. “The same thing happened to me. I’m telling you, those girls have a secret they don’t want to share.”

“What do we do? Confront them?”

Paul grinned and said, “no, I have a better idea.”

Then he told Mark what he had in mind, and when he was done Mark said, “it’s risky but doable. Let’s go for it.”

They went back to Paul’s room and he turned on his laptop that sat on his desk. Mark went to the kitchen and made a jug of Margarita on the rocks. When he went back Paul was scrolling down a page on the internet.

“How’s it going?” said Mark.

“Good, I got everything we need. I had to have it mailed express, so it should be here in a day or two.”

“Great, so by Friday we should have it. Then we can get it all set up on Saturday and be ready for Sunday.”

Paul turned off the computer and turned around to his friend. “That’s the plan.”

Mark handed him a glass and poured Margarita to the rim, and then they cheered.

“I think the boys are becoming suspicious,” said Jordan.

She, Kelly, and Mandy were at the local pizza restaurant enjoying a long lunch. Neither had classes in the afternoon and they had decided to go to the mall after lunch.

Mandy pushed her plate away and drank from her soda when she put the glass down, she said, “what makes you think that?”

“Mark has been asking about what we do on Sunday afternoons.”

Mandy giggled. “If they knew it would make them have a heart attack. We better not tell them.”

“Or worse, they might want to join in,” said Kelly and bit into her last slice of pizza.

“No, no, they can’t join in, that would spoil everything. Sundays are our playtime, they get to fuck is during the week. Well, not you Kelly, of course.”

“That’s OK. I’m fine with having fun with you two, I don’t need a boyfriend right now.”

Jordan waved to the waitress for the bill and turned back to her friends. “What do we tell Mark and Paul? We have to come up with something or they won’t leave us alone.”

“We could tell them it’s a long-term project for one of our classes,” suggested Mandy.

“They won’t fall for that,” said Jordan.

“Tell them the truth, that you want to hang out with me. Surely they can understand that we need a little girl time together.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Jordan slowly nodded her head. “That’s not a bad idea, you know. It is the truth, so we won’t mess up and tell them different things.”

“Done, next time they ask we tell them that.”

The waitress brought the bill and each one put a ten-dollar note on the table and then they left.

When they arrived at the Mall, Jordan and Mandy went to buy notebooks and a few other items they needed for their classes and Mandy wanted to go and look at some jeans. They decided to meet at the food court in half an hour.

The Mall was not busy since it was early in the afternoon and Mandy window shopped on her way to the boutique where she had seen the jeans. As she approached it, she passed a sex shop and stopped to look at the items in the window. After a minute she began to giggle and walked inside.

“Hi, can I help you?” said the young man behind the counter.

“No, I already know what I want. Come with me.”

He followed her to the window and she pointed at the item she wanted to buy.

“Oh, that is nice. Should I wrap it?”

“Why not? Thank you.”

She walked out with a plain white plastic bag in her hand and then went into the boutique where she tried on the jeans and bought them. She put the plastic bag in the larger bag with the jeans inside and walked to meet her friends. She could hardly wait till Sunday when she would show them what she had bought.