Cherry Chapstick

39

Sierra and I exchanged surprised glances. What did she mean by ‘see you soon’? Was her husband on his way here now? What would he do if he caught us all in the bed together?

Part of me was thrilled by the idea of him getting what he deserved since he had cheated on Leslie first but the other part of me worried about how he would react. As much as I would love to see him get his just desserts, I didn’t want Leslie to suffer because of it.

After hanging the phone up, she turned and looked at us with a sad smile.

“Well ladies, I guess we’re gonna have to cut this a bit short.”

She bent over and started gathering her clothes up and placing them on the bed. We sat still not moving, waiting for her instructions.

“Well?” She looked at us quizzically “are the two of you going to get dressed? Or would you rather John see you like this?” She smiled and waved her hands up and down in front of us.

That put us into motion and we each started gathering our clothes up and placing them on the bed the same as Leslie had done.

For a moment things were silent as we pulled up panties and fastened bras but then Sierra spoke up.

“How long until he gets here?” She asked looking uncomfortable with the question.

“Not too long. He said he had to get gas and then would be headed this way. Maybe twenty minutes” she paused and looked at us both again “thirty minutes max.”

Ten minutes had passed since she hung up the phone so we began rushing just so we wouldn’t be caught.

After Leslie finished she sat down on the bed and ran a brush through her hair seemingly deep in thought.

“I think we should go downstairs and have a cup of coffee before he gets here.”

I felt a little uncomfortable with this suggestion.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” I asked hesitantly not wanting to upset her.

She smiled and nodded between brush strokes.

“It’s a perfect idea. It would explain why the two of you were here.”

Now it was time for Sierra to speak up.

“But technically I’m supposed to be here to clean the house.” Her eyes were wide and I could tell she felt the same way about the idea and I did.

Leslie waved her off as she returned the brush to the side table she had taken it from.

“It’ll be ok.”

“Won’t John think that’s a little suspicious me just sitting around instead of working?”

Leslie’s eyes turned icy at this.

“If John knows what’s good for him, he won’t say a damn thing about it. I think he’s done enough, don’t you?”

Sierra flushed as it sank in what Leslie was saying to her. Even though we had all just finished getting each other off, Leslie wasn’t letting it go that John had Sierra first.

“Well?” Leslie asked looking Sierra straight in the eyes. “Wouldn’t you agree that he has no right to say anything?”

Sierra looked helpless like an animal caught in a trap. I felt bad for her but I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t want to intervene and have this somehow turned around on me even though I had never even met the guy.

Finally Sierra nodded with downcast eyes, still not saying anything.

“Good. Then let him be surprised when he gets here.”