One drink soon turned into three and the girls found themselves sitting on a couch with Ron between them, talking and laughing and carrying on. Megan got to hear a few more incriminating Ted stories as well as debacles from his own childhood. To ensure that the humiliation would be evenly spread, she threw out a few anecdotes of her own, including several that concerned Carrie’s ongoing war with Ricard. Kylie kept relatively quiet, opting to throw in a witty remark every now and then.
Megan had grown quite comfortable. Ron’s arm was around her and his fingers were gently massaging her side. She rarely let anyone get this close, but could think of no real cause to object. It felt good, she reasoned, as did her touch upon his well muscled, athletic legs.
Her comfort nearly turned to chaos when she noted that he had his arm around Kylie as well. And while she coolly brushed him off, there was nonetheless a moment of excruciating tension. She wondered, with grotesque trepidation, if he was thinking threesome. In that case, she would be ready to bolt.
“You guys going to want some privacy?” Kylie asked.
“Are you going to be OK here?” Megan inquired.
“Sure,” she remarked. “With all these soccer videos and cheesy 80’s action flicks to keep me company, how can I go wrong?”
Megan smiled. If she was put out by the situation, she certainly wasn’t showing it.
“Just yell if you need anything.”
Oh, I’ll be yelling all right, Megan thought as her mind delved deep into the gutter. It was with full awareness and enthusiasm that she allowed Ron to lead her to his room.
To Megan, it was a typical guy’s room. It wasn’t as neat as Ted’s nor was it as messy as some that she had seen. She wondered, for no apparent reason, what Josh’s room was like. It was probably even neater than Ted’s.
They sat on his bed, facing each other, silent as he ran his hands gently through her her and up and down her legs. Megan found his touch to have a nearly ticklish effect.
“Did you have a crush on me when I was going out with Ted?” she asked. She knew it was a tough question and had hoped to catch him off guard. If his plan was merely to seduce her, he would not likely be prepared for such eventualities.
He was much calmer than she had imagined.
“How could I?” he replied. “I hadn’t even met you. Don’t get me wrong, you sounded like a great girl, but…”
She felt he was being sincere. He had passed the first test and she rewarded him with a kiss. Megan soon found herself wrapped up in his embrace as they locked lips. His hands were all over her body, and while it was perhaps more contact than she had expected so soon, she was willing to allow it. He wasn’t rough with her and she admired a guy with courage.
Things nearly came to a halt when he felt the bulk of her diaper under her shorts. She suddenly grew very quiet and very still. If he rejected her now because of that, she didn’t know what she would do. It wasn’t likely to be pretty, whatever it was.
“You really do need them, huh?” he asked.
“Yeah,” she replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Is that a problem?”
“Nah,” he assured her. “As long as…they come off.”