Is this destiny?

Leah woke up with a huge headache, and something heavy over her abdomen.

She opened her eyes and she held her breath when she saw: Caleb! And the heavy thing over her abdomen in his limp arm.

Oh, God! How did they end up like this? Why is he here?

It took her a second to realize that they are fully clothed, and on the other sofa is Fane with Pam sprawled on top of him and her dress is disheveled, almost revealing her underwear.

Leah would laugh and tease Pam about sleeping in an embarrassing position (as usually), but her headache and current situation are not comfortable. 

Leah remembered last night: they drank a lot and went to Caleb's room and drank some more… and based on everything she sees, they passed out. 

She gently removed Caleb's arm which was over her, and went to Pam.

"Hey, wake up…", Leah whispered while giving Pam a gentle nudge.

"Hmm?", Pam squirmed on top of Fane.

"We need to go to our room…", Leah continued in a whisper.

"Our room?", Pam mumbled and grimaced when she became aware of her headache. She lifted her head and her eyes sprang open at the sight of Fane. "What the…?"

Pam looked at Leah in panic while silently asking for an explanation.

"Let's go to our room…", Leah reminded Pam and gestured for her to calm down. 

Pam slowly scooted off Fane and the two of them tiptoed out of that suite.

…

Pam and Leah got into their suite and Leah opened the balcony door, taking a deep breath of fresh air to clear her head. 

"Uhm… I'm sorry…", Pam said awkwardly.

Leah turned to Pam and saw that she is sitting on the sofa. "What are you sorry for?"

"Because of me we went to Caleb's suite.", Pam said guiltily while staring at the carpet.

"Don't blame yourself. If I didn't want to go, I would say so."

Pam lifted her gaze and observed Leah's face. "You wanted to go?"

"At that time… yes.", Leah admitted.

Pam understood that last night they were drunk and that is why Leah agreed to go to Caleb's room. Does that mean how Leah would not agree if she was clearheaded? "And now?"

"Now I think that if we went through with that, I would regret it. Not because I am not interested in trying out new things, or because those two are not attractive guys, but because you and I didn't have a proper talk about it before. If each of us is not clear and completely in sync with opening up our relationship, and inviting others into our bedroom, it would cause a rift between us."

Pam was surprised to hear Leah's response. At that time, Pam thought of Caleb and Fane as a replacement for their toys. She didn't see them as people who have opinions and feelings and who can potentially cause a rift between the two of them. She thought that it will be one evening of fun which they can leave behind in the morning, but now Pam visualized how that might look like in practice, and the mental image of two guys penetrating them side-by-side made Pam feel uncomfortable. Leah's words shook her up and she has to admit that she sees Leah's point. Why was she so simpleminded? She is lucky to have Leah by her side.

Pam smiled. "I agree."

Leah remembered last night and that even with all that alcohol and a great opportunity, Caleb and Fane didn't try to force anything to happen. "Caleb and Fane are nice guys."

"Yes.", Pam confirmed. "If we ever decide on a foursome, I would not mind giving them a call."

Leah walked to Pam in slow steps without breaking the eye contact. 

Leah grabbed Pam's chin with more force then necessary, silently demanding from Pam to look her way. "So… you want to include men? You want to feel something hard inside you?"

Pam stared at Leah's eyes which burned with desire and Pam's breathing became unsteady and her core ached for… something. She nodded in response.

Leah smiled seductively. "Let's see what our suitcase has, for me to scratch your itch."

Pam nodded again and followed Leah to the bedroom with a big smile on her face.

…

In the suite on the third floor…

Mrs. Ronin wrapped a bathrobe around her while walking toward the door. Who is knocking so early in the morning? It's barely dawn!

"Emma? Why are you here? Did something happen?", Mrs. Ronin asked in surprise.

Emma walked inside her mother's suite. "I could not sleep, and I know you are an early riser so… I need to talk to you."

Mrs. Ronin closed the door and sighed helplessly while observing Emma. "I assume it's important."

"Yes, it's important.", Emma said impatiently and continued in a whisper, like she is afraid of getting overheard: "I saw that you are getting chummy with Jarred and I want us to have a talk before it goes too far…"

Her words stopped when the bedroom door opened.

"Who was it Donnie?", Jarred asked while walking out. 

When they heard persistent knocks, they assumed that someone got the room wrongly. It happens during parties. Mrs. Ronin told Jarred to wait in the bedroom while insisting that she should answer the door and tell the drunkard that he got the wrong door because this is her suite.

"Hi Emma…", Jarred said awkwardly while his eyes darted to Mrs. Ronin.

Emma stared a Jarred who stood in front of her wearing only his boxer shorts and… Did he come out of her mother's bedroom? Emma blinked. Jarred is fifty-five years old, but she can see that he is still exercising and… Why is he here? Why is he wearing only underwear? Emma's mind exploded: Jarred and her mother spent the night together!

Emma robotically turned to her mother. "I see that you already went far enough. Uhm… Considering this…", Emma gestured toward Jarred. "…I guess we can talk later."

Emma walked out of the suite in a daze.

Jarred stifled a laugh and moved to Mrs. Ronin. 

"I guess Emma didn't expect to see me here." 

Mrs. Ronin shoot him a side-glance. "I told you to stay inside."

Jarred ignored her displeasure. "I heard voices and thought that the drunkard made his way inside. I can't let you face him alone."

"What would you do?"

Jarred wrapped his arms around her. "I believe I showed you that I should not be underestimated."

She smiled while thinking about what they did in the bedroom.

They came to her suite for a drink and then she thought that they will kiss and that's it… and then that they will stop at touching… and they moved to the bedroom and she had no idea that a man in fifties can be so… vigorous. Jarred surprised her. 

"Yes, you did.", she had to admit.

"And I have much more to show.", he said slyly while leading the way in the bedroom.

Mrs. Ronin jumped when he grabbed her behind and gave it a squeeze. This… she didn't expect. But she would be lying if she says that she does not like it. 

"You are making me feel like I'm thirty years old.", Mrs. Ronin giggled while Jarred undid her robe slowly.

"Mhm…", he hummed while his hungry eyes roamed over her naked body. "Every time I get you to cry my name, it returns the clock by five years."

Mrs. Ronin was speechless. How can a man be so cheeky? In the next moment, Jarred's lips covered hers, and she was unable to say anything. And he squeezed her buttocks again!

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