Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Part: Chapter 7 of 25
Universe: PdV's Boy Meets Girl Meets Girl
Summary: A romantic view of the unusual erotic encounters
         of three older teenagers - sorry no sex in this
         chapter
Keywords: mfF, nosex, rom
Language: English
Copyright: 2003

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Cilla, Sonia and I had got together at a cast party 
following my school's annual theatrical production.  We 
had arranged to go to a movie following an amorous three-
way encounter at Sonia's house and had had some further 
adventures over lunch and during the movie.

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When the movie finished we decided to catch the earlier 
train home rather than have a coffee first and then have 
to wait quite a while for the next one.

We walked back to the station, a sight I suppose with 
three of us arm in arm, and got on board when the train 
arrived.

We sat there simply holding hands and discussing the 
film.  Having missed some chunks of the action we had 
nevertheless made sense of most of the rest.

A person would ask questions like "Who was the person in 
such and such a scene" or "Why did so and so do some 
action" and one or the other of us would explain or 
occasionally, when none of us had been paying particular 
attention, have to say "I have no idea".

All in all though we agreed that we had liked the film 
and decided that one day we would have to go and see it.

I alighted at the station with the girls, planning to 
escort them home and then catching a later train.

We walked the short distance holding hands until we got 
to their street and we had to decide where to go.

"It's likely to be fairly rowdy at my house", said Cilla, 
"If you two go to Sonia's, I'll drop my shopping off and 
come and join you."

We agreed and parted company outside Sonia's house.

"Mum?  I'm home."  Sonia led me inside.

"Hello dear."  Sonia's Mum looked over at me.

"Mum, this is Glyn.  He went to the pictures with Cilla 
and me.  He was in the play with me."

"Hello Glyn."

"Hello Mrs Hull."

"Cilla's just dropping some things off and then coming 
back.  We decided not to have coffee in town.  Would you 
like a cup?"

"Thank you dear."

Sonia led me into the kitchen where she instructed me 
where the cups were while she got the percolator going.

I leaned back against the bench and pulled Sonia back 
gently against me, wrapping my arms around her tiny frame 
as we waited for the water to boil.  I blew lightly into 
her ear and leaned down to give her a nip on the neck.

"No marks!" she commanded, "Mum would go troppo."

"How would she feel about your other activities then?" I 
teased.

She elbowed me and turned her head up and back to kiss 
me.

Cilla looked through the back door.

"Starting without me huh?"

"No", I replied, "just keeping the pot boiling."  I 
pointed to the stove.

"How do you want your coffee", asked Sonia as she move 
over to the cooker.

"Like your pussy, sweet and white", I whispered in her 
ear, earning myself a generous punch in the arm and a 
wide grin.

"Shut UP!", she warned, still grinning.

I briefly hugged Cilla as she stood beside me and then 
helped Sonia carry the coffee into the lounge.

"Hello Mrs Hull."

"Hello Cilla.  Did you enjoy the film."

We gave her a quick overview of the film we had seen (or 
at least the bits we had seen) and then sat quietly 
sipping our coffee while the last of the news hour came 
back on the television screen.

The weather presenter came on afterwards to inform us of 
the band of hot air which would hit overnight causing 
temperatures to soar quickly in the morning.

"How would you like to spend tomorrow in the pool", I 
asked my passionate pair.  "I can pick you up tomorrow 
morning if you like and take you back to my house.  We 
can swim in the morning then break for lunch when it gets 
too hot.  You can meet my parents and I can drop you home 
in the evening if that's alright with your Mum."

"Sounds good", said Cilla.

"I'd love to", said Sonia, a little downcast, "but I'm 
supposed to go to Renate's tomorrow."

"Why don't I pick her up as well?"

The terrible twosome both appeared to have some doubts 
about this.  With just the three of us we might have got 
up to some more high jinks but now I was effectively 
proposing we include a chaperone.  Unless I had plans to 
try to expand our trio into a quartet?

They independently decided to give me the benefit of the 
doubt.  Things had been delightful for all of us so far 
and if I was going to turn out to be an unreliable 
bastard, it was better to find out sooner rather than 
later.

"Okay", said Cilla.

"Okay Mum?", asked Sonia.

Sonia's mother considered things briefly.  I looked 
presentable, she knew Cilla, we were going as a group and 
I had indicated my parents would be home.

"Okay dear"

Sonia smiled at me.

Sonia's mother finally noticed the shopping bags.

"What did you get dear?"

"Some bathers and a casual outfit, slacks, blouse and 
jacket, plus some underwear."

Mrs Hull looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"I got sent shopping elsewhere while they searched the 
unmentionables", I laughed.

"I didn't think you had enough for all that."

I butted in before Sonia could say anything.

"Lunch and the movie were my treat today so Sonia had 
some extra.  It's probably our fault", I indicated Cilla 
and myself, "Sonia looked so good in the outfits and the 
price offered couldn't be beaten so were pressured her to 
get them."

Mrs Hull reluctantly accepted this.

"Let's see the outfit then".

Sonia grabbed the bag and went into the bedroom to change 
while I got the third degree from her mother.  It wasn't 
quite "what are your prospects and intentions" but she 
got a fair overview of the last three generations on both 
sides of my family, the balance of my bank account, my 
grades throughout high school, my driving history and my 
food preferences.

Actually it wasn't that bad.  She showed an interest in 
who I was and what I planned to do after my high school 
studies were over without any pressure.  The only thing 
I'm not certain how she took though was when Cilla took 
my hand in hers and I gave it a squeeze while Mrs Hull 
was talking to me.  She paused for half a second and I 
suspected later that she experienced a paradigm shift 
(techno-babble for changing your point of view) from 
"potential son-in-law" to "friend of a friend".

Sonia came out in her slacks and jacket.  She still wore 
the transparent blouse but this time wore a discreet bra 
and the G-string briefs.

"Aren't those tight?" asked her mother.

"Yes Mum, but that's how they're supposed to be."

Mrs Hull noted the bra visible through the open jacket 
but said nothing.  The outfit did look good on her little 
girl but the effect quite clearly showed her little girl 
was now a sexy young woman.  She wasn't sure that she 
liked the change but realised that it was something she 
would not be able to stop and not worth objecting to.

"You do look lovely dear."

Sonia came and sat next to me.  When she put her arm 
through mine her mother looked slightly stunned.  Who 
went where?  She would ask Sonia later.

"Would anyone like another coffee?" she asked to break 
the silence.

I looked at my watch.

"No thank you.  I've got to leave shortly to catch the 
train home; I didn't bring my car today."

"Where do you live?"  The question had been missed in the 
earlier interrogation.

I told her and Sonia said, "Renate lives only a street 
away."

"Give her a ring then and tell her we'll pick her up 
about ... what? 10:00?  That means I'll be here about 
9:30."

Both girls nodded.

"Okay"

"I'd better go too", said Cilla.

I stood and thanked Mrs Hull for her hospitality.  Sonia 
went back into her bedroom and then joined Cilla and 
myself at the front door.

"Here", she said quietly and passed me the pack of 
condoms.  I slipped them away as quickly as I could but a 
dozen pack doesn't easily fit into the pockets on jeans 
and I had a bit of a struggle.

We went outside and Sonia closed the door to give us a 
little privacy from her mother.  She threw her arms 
around my neck and pulled me down to her questing mouth.

"Thank you for a wonderful day and I'll see you in the 
morning."

She turned to Cilla and, using me to shield herself from 
view from the street, hugged Cilla and gave her a 
passionate kiss as well.

"Thank you too, especially for the clothes."

I put my arms around both of them and gave Sonia a kiss 
on the forehead.

"Goodnight sweetheart.  I love you dearly.  Sleep well."

She gave us both another hug and, saying goodnight, went 
inside.

I turned to Cilla and put my freed arm around her too, 
pulling her closer for her goodnight kiss from me.

"Goodnight love.  I hope you had a good day too.  I know 
I did."

Cilla looked up at me.  "Yes dear.  Goodnight and I love 
you."  She pulled me in for another kiss and then we 
walked down the drive holding hands.

I gave her a quick peck on the lips when we got to the 
footpath and watched her cross to her home then, checking 
the time, I jogged to the station just in time to get 
aboard.

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When Sonia went inside she collected the coffee cups and 
took them to the kitchen.  Her mother joined her as she 
rinsed out the cups.

"He seems a nice young man", she hinted.

"He is", said Sonia with a dreamy voice.

"Is he Cilla's boyfriend?"

"Well it's a little complicated", began Sonia cautiously 
as she tried to explain as little as possible while 
remaining honest.

"I like him very much, and Cilla likes him, and he likes 
us both.  So we're all friends together at the moment.  
He only met Cilla last night and only really started 
showing a serious interest in me then too."

Her mother took this to indicate a somewhat platonic 
relationship existed between us in view of the short time 
involved and inherent chaperonage by having Cilla and 
Sonia both looking out for their own interests.

She was worried that this might cause Sonia to go a 
little further than her mother hoped she would go at her 
age in an attempt to secure my affections away from 
Cilla.

In this regard, she was unaware that the desires that I 
had awakened in these two young women had resulted in a 
genuine and mutual love and respect that would continue 
even if I was no longer on the scene.

This would have worried her considerably more!

