Nothing else was said, and as the awkward tension built, it became clear they weren't going to continue their conversation with me present, so I told them I would turn in for the night. I drank some water, brushed my teeth, and climbed into the big king bed alone. And with the amount of alcohol in my system, I fell asleep pretty quickly, still alone.

The girls did eventually join me at some point, as I woke up in the middle of the night finding the bed pretty full. Holly was on my right side, at the edge of the mattress so she didn't have to touch anyone.

Sam was on my left, with Zofi beyond her. The two of them were spooned together quite comfortably.

I'd been spooning Sam in my sleep as well, but now I rolled onto my back and stretched a bit. Moments later, though, Sam moaned a bit and reached back with her right arm. She grabbed my side and tugged, grunting semi-consciously in complaint. I molded my chest against her back once more and brought up my right leg to follow the contours of hers. I had an erection, and I Lightly ground it into Sam's panty-clad ass. She sighed happily and pulled my arm around so that I held both her and Zofi together. And within another couple of minutes, I fell back asleep.

Holly was gone from the room when I woke up in the morning. I had no idea how the rest of the day would play out yet, but I wondered if the social butterfly wouldn't flit off to some other group of friends after this day rather than stick around with the obviously dysfunctional and drama-filled BTC. I was still spooned behind Sam and Zofi, my morning wood throbbing in my pajama pants.

I rather absentmindedly ground it against Sam's ass while my conscious brain booted up, but once I realized what I was doing, I pulled back.

The group's emotional issues had not yet been resolved, and I knew better than to think of my own selfish desire to just get myself off at a time Like this.

Not wanting to disturb the girls’ slumber, I slid off the bed on the opposite side and quietly slipped out of the room. I went straight to the bathroom, had to wait a couple of minutes for my erection to go down so I could pee, brushed my teeth, and then headed downstairs.

Holly and Naimh were at the dining table, drinking coffee and eating what food we had Left. Nobody mentioned Last night's kerfuffle, and the two of them seemed pretty chill with each other. I got myself coffee, exchanged quick pecks with both of them, and felt thankful that at least I could feel at ease with two out of seven. But while there was no awkward tension between us, neither was there any sexual tension.

And for me to be around either of the two nymphomaniacs for an extended period of time without any sexual tension was... well... abnormal.

Awkward tension returned when Belle and Mari arrived. The two newcomers, likewise, seemed to have patched up their differences with each other, but there was still palpable unease between the two pairs of girls. Belle and Mari collected their breakfast and moved into the living room rather than join us at the table. Five minutes later, Alice got her food and did join us at the table, sitting between me and

Naimh. Lastly, Sam and Zofi came down twenty minutes later.

We'd made no formal plans for what to do for this, our last day in the

Santa Cruz house. Ideas had been tossed out over the course of the week for finally walking down to that beach a half-mile away or taking another drive down the coast to see the sights. Up until last night, no one would have expected to end our Spring Break vacation early, but once Sam read the room, she asked, “Any objections to packing up and heading home?"

There were no objections.

At least, not at first.

Everyone quietly left to get dressed. Packing up itself wouldn't be difficult since the girls had been keeping their clothes in their suitcases because of the constant musical bedrooms. I stayed downstairs to clean up the kitchen, figure out what food and drinks I could bring home to stash in my fridge until the next time the BTC came to hang out at my house, and start taking out the trash.

I was tidying up the Living room when Belle and Mari came down in their day clothes and rolling their suitcases. Belle took one look at my pajamas and told me, “Hey, go get yourself changed and packed up. We can finish up down here."

I nodded wordlessly and headed up the stairs. Holly, Sam, and Zofi were already dressed, and for a moment I cursed myself for cleaning the house when I could've been in the room watching three hot babes undressing instead. Having gone without getting laid for the first night in a while, I started getting a fresh chubby at the mere thought of the girls in their underwear, but I tamped down on that urge. When the girls looked up at my entrance, I explained, "The kitchen is clear.

Belle and Mari are tidying up the Living room."

“Thanks, Matty," Sam said with a smile as the three of them headed out the door. "We've already cleaned up everything here."

I nodded and walked over to my suitcase, removing my t-shirt as I went.

I also snaked off my pajamas and then sat down on the side of the bed to change into my cargo pants.

“That Looks a little uncomfortable," Sam's voice commented Lightly from behind me, her tone teasing.

I twisted around to find that Sam hadn't actually left. She leaned against the doorjamb, arms folded across her chest. She gave me a little grin and stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. I watched her, curious, as she circled around the bed and knelt down before me, the tent in my boxer shorts big and obvious.