The next morning I wake up to the buzzing of a phone. I reach over and grab mine off the nightstand. Nothing. It's still dark out, my alarm won't go off for another hour and a half. I put it back on the nightstand, roll onto my back and stretch out. Whitney curls herself into my side and drapes her arm over me. "Good morning you." She giggles running her hand up and down my stomach."It would be an even better morning if you took your hand just a little lower," I tease.
She grins and runs her hand through my happy trail. "You mean here?"
"Just a little bit further."
Her phone buzzes and she leans back to pick it up. I grunt. "Come on you were almost there."
She locks her phone and resumes her teasing. Just as she's finally making contact with my morning wood her phone buzzes again. I roll my eyes, pouting "You've got to be kidding me. Who is blowing you up so early?"
"Oh it's just Travis. He's trying to apologize for blowing me off now." She says waving her hand like it's no big deal.
I freeze. "What happened to 'he's not my boyfriend'? Are you actually with that douche canoe?"
"Things change... He was just being an asshole last night. He blew me off twice this week." Her hand moves back towards my nether regions.
I grab her wrist to stop her, "So what, you just used me to piss him off or...?"
She shrugs, "I was in need and I knew you wouldn't disappoint. You aren't mad are you?"
I sigh and run a hand through my hair. "I'm a little aggravated to be honest. I mean you could've at least given me a heads up."
"I'm sorry Der." Playing innocent she pouts sticking her bottom lip out, "I didn't think it would matter to you."
"Look Whitney I just don't want any more drama, ok? Travis ain't gonna come around here trying to start something over this is he?"
She laughs, "Yeah right. Besides, why does he even have to know? I mean I wouldn't even be dating him if all of the holidays weren't coming up so soon and I have to have a date. We already have our couple's costume picked out for Halloween. Then Thanksgiving and Christmas will be right around the corner. I need someone to bring home to my family. But after the holidays we're pretty much done. Besides, he doesn't know how to satisfy me like you do."
"Oh." I don't really know what to say to that.
Her hand runs through my pubic hair, she bats her eyelashes looking up at me. "You still want me to stop Der?"
I look over at Jason's bed, they're both passed smooth out. I tilt her chin up to kiss her. "Nope." Like I said, I am a weak man.
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The next time I wake up my alarm is going off and Ashley is gone. Riley is giggling and Jason is laying on top of her with his head between her boobs. I swing my feet off the bed and sit up, "Isn't it a little early for all that?"
Jason looks over at me and grins. "You're just mad Whitney already left."
I chuckle, "Maybe." If only he knew, "Ya'll got plans this morning other than the obvious?"
Riley giggles as Jason motorboats her, "I don't. Thursdays are my free day." She squeals when Jason nibbles on her nipple.
"How do you like your eggs Riley? I'm going for a run and then I'll make us all breakfast."

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When You Least Expect It
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