Thanksgiving was a family holiday, of course, and Black Friday had always been the busiest shopping day of the year

To me, a Friday off from school suggested sleeping in until noon, not waking up before dawn in order to get in line at the nearest big box store to get doorbuster deals on the Latest cameras, computers, and other electronic gadgets. Nor did it suggest heading straight to the mall to buy overpriced clothing at a huge discount to bring them down to only "kinda" overpriced clothing. But that's me.

The girls on the other hand, were going to the mall in pairs. At least they never tried to drag me with them for Black Fridays, saying I'd just slow them down. And even after Wednesday's Little catastrophic drive back from San Francisco, nothing was going to get in the way of their shopping day.

Belle came over a little after 4pm after her shopping trip with Mari, wearing some of her new purchases. I was thankful she hadn't arrived holding three or four shopping bags, expecting me to sit through a fashion show. I WAS happy to see her new lingerie, on the other hand. I was even happier to slowly peel her out of the brand-new Lingerie, shove my head between her Legs, and express my admiration by slithering my tongue up her slit. I ate her to two orgasms before crawling up her body, notching myself in her folds, and slowly pressing inside. Her soreness was pretty much gone by now, and I slow-dicked her to another blissful orgasm before pulling out and letting her swallow my Load.

The second time, she let me fuck her from behind, and my Little

Annabelle waddled home with my cum squishing inside her cunt.

It had been the calm before the storm.

Saturday morning, the girls arrived.

We weren't supposed to meet up on Saturday, at Least not as a group of. seven. The girls all had families and friends and people who expected them to spend quality time together on weekends, especially holiday weekends. But every single one of them showed up promptly by 10am, as had been agreed upon by the end of that fateful Wednesday afternoon drive.

We were supposed to have driven back to my house after visiting the city Wednesday afternoon. We were supposed to have changed into swimsuits, collected in the hot tub, and gotten a little frisky. At one point in Chinatown, Sam whispered into my ear about how she was going to get all the girls to take off their bikinis in the hot tub and start grinding on me until my balls were the size of grapefruits so I would have an extra big load when I finally gave Belle a facial.

But Wednesday didn't turn out Like that.

Belle came over early. Neither of us was horny, but it was nice to hold each other all the same. Mari and Alice arrived soon after, and then

Naimh. And at 10:@@am on the dot, Sam and Zofi rang the doorbell.

We gathered in front of the TV, as always. I sat in the corner for once, with Belle on the middle cushion and Mari next to her. Sam and

Zofi were on the loveseat. Alice was in the armchair. And Naimh paced nervously back and forth behind her.

None of us knew quite how to start. Sam was the alpha, the one who always got the discussion going. But she stared down at her lap, holding Zofi's hand between both of hers for reassurance. Belle was pretty quiet, too. She wasn't on trial the way Sam was, since we still hadn't told anybody we'd been having sex. But in the course of

Wednesday afternoon's little furball in the van, it had come out that

Sam, Belle, and I had engaged in a threesome of sorts, which meant that

Belle had prior knowledge of said de-virginization before Sam's admission in the car. And of course, as party to the crime, I'd obviously had prior knowledge as well.

Naimh, unsurprisingly, broke the awkward tension. But the manner in which she spoke surprised us all.

“I forgive you, Sam," were the first words out of her mouth.

“What?" Sam asked in surprise.

Everyone else looked at each other in shock, and then at Naimh as she walked around the armchair and stood in front of the TV. "I know I was angrier than anyone on Wednesday. Gingers are known for their tempers, after all, and Irish gingers are even worse. But that was three days ago and I've had a Lot of time to think since then."

Naimh took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and gave Sam a sincere look.

“You were my first friend when I came to the States. You welcomed me into this special club with the unfortunate name. You introduced me to my best friends, and you introduced me to him." The redhead turned to look at me with a warm smile.