Deep into that same night, I opened my room door and was just about to creep towards the bathroom when I heard voices downstairs.
Thankfully new carpeted stairs don't creak, I snuck down the stairs. I could hear Copia and Netarute – arguing.
"Babe, what the fuck do you want me to do? I can't turn back time," Copia demanded.
"I want you to stop fucking with her. Jesus, Copia. We agreed. You said you would try, but kissing her is the opposite," Netarute said in her strict tone. There was a long pause and I heard one of them open and close the fridge.
"I talked to Sandra," Copia finally said.
" What does that have to do with anything?" The fact that Sandra had been brought into the conversation did not seem to impress Netarute in the least.
Copia sighed heavily.
Netarute finally said, her tone back to normal.
"Co- Co, listen to me," I'd never heard that nickname. "I know things are hard, but you can't take it out on her...Okay?"
"That's not it. I – Okay fine your right I am taking it out on her. But she cant just expect me to fall in love with her just because she signed a fucking lease," Copia sighed again.
"No one is expecting anything from you except respect. We talked about this before she came. She at least has proven to be civil with you and proven to be worthy of your respect. That is the least you can do. Everything is on that contract is irrelevant as long as we can get along with her. "
I left then taking the stairs two at a time back to my room, not wanting to be found out ,and hoping I heard enough of the conversation to assume smooth sailing.
Neta woke me up early in the next morning to discuss what she had discussed with Copia. Copia would be Civil toward me. If I didn't feel comfortable then we could reconvene again as a group. Copia owed me an apology. That night Copia took me aside on the porch and gave an a short but very needed apology. She echoed the civility in the agreement she made with Netarute the night prior.
The next few weeks passed without incident. Copia and I were on the rocks with each other. But there was no more snide remarks when I spoke and she didn't always cut off her sentences when she saw me enter a room. She told jokes in front of me and eventually she didn't avoid eye contact.
She was only home one day a week during daylight hours when she wasn't away on her for work. After our talk in the kitchen, I didn't have anymore trouble falling asleep. I slept way better knowing my life was not endanger and that Mira, Neta and Copia would like me to stay regardless of the contempt Copia kept for me.
I was falling more and more for Netarute and Mira. I loved spending time with them. It seemed we were becoming more familiar with each passing day. We each gave bits of ourselves that made me feel like it felt right to be with them at that moment.
Netarute was the backbone a my trusted friend of the relationship. She made me feel loved in like I will always hold you type of way.
With Netarute, especially after everything that had happened with Copia, I knew I could tell her what was on my mind. She would try her best to be there for me. She was so undyingly faithful to the three of us in every sense and it made me love her more and more.
Netarute was warm and affectionate. She was first to offer a sincere kiss or hug. I felt physically and emotionally safe with her which was something I had never really experienced. I'd always been pretty self-sufficient, but with Netarute I felt like I could take a deep breath and not worry about being so responsible all the time. With her I was comfortable enough to really breathe. Honestly I think she was the reason I slept so well at night.
Mira was the my rock and energy in this relationship. She made me feel so completely wanted. I'm not sure how Mira functioned in the outside world because she was horny all the time. Literally. Maybe rubbing nude bodies for hours at time kept sexually charged ideas in her head. I didn't know, but I didn't mind.
She made me feel sexy, always telling me how much she wanted me and then showing me at the earliest opportunity. The naked texts didn't stop by the way, but I didn't exactly hate being turned on most of the day especially when I knew one or both of the girls would be at home waiting for me. Mira took every chance she could to get Netarute and I naked and sweaty and I loved her for it.
I think I became something to them? What, I had no idea. Sure I cleaned that house and organized things sometimes but we took turns with that. It didn't mean I was the mother or a house wife. I just enjoyed cleaning. It took my mind off of my other responsibilities.
The day after I'd made Mira's favorite dinner, Mira was waiting for me in the kitchen when I got home from school. Naked with a bouquet of wild flowers.
I carefully set them down on the island before pulling Mira into my arms. "I just wanted to thank you for taking such good care of us," she said with a bright smile.
"Aww you are so sweet. I just want to eat you up!," I replied, kissing her softly. We had sex in the kitchen twice me cumming twice on the granite counter before Netarute came home. (Yes they cleaned it all up. They should be experts in this by now.)
Neta 's love language was gift giving. She bought everyone things especially when she got drunk. It's a token of love she said. I hated when people spent too much money on me, and told her that much. She said that buying for us meant that she could show us that she could take care of us.
It was definitely made me think twice about her buying habits but in a way warmed my heart towards her. Though I told her to only buy things that weren't too expensive and not a lot of jewelry. I hated having extra clutter that I couldn't use.
One night while Mira was busy with a client, Netarute took me to this odd Korean bar called BLINK. At first I was really confused, but once we were seated in a quiet corner on low, soft couches I saw just how romantic the place was. We sat next to each other at the corner of the table so Netarute could feel me up with ease.
After our drinks were ordered and our menus cleared away, she produced a small, thin box. After handing it to me, she buried her lips in my neck, trying to distract me from the fact that she had just bought me a gift.
"Neta," I tried to scold, but it came out more like a breathy moan. Her tongue was working wonders on my collarbone.
"Its a thank you gift baby. Its my appreciation for all that you do.," she said before moving her lips slowly up towards my ear. I opened the box with trembling fingers to find a platinum charm bracelet donning a four charms, a heart, N, M, and K. It was gorgeous, but I couldn't really keep my eyes open to look at it.
"Aww this is so gorgeous Neta! I cant believe you got this for me!" I half squealed
"Its my appreciation for taking care of me. For taking care of Mira and Copia. Those lovely dinners and your laugh. Your overall open mindedness" Just as she said the words, her hand slid between my legs. I was so grateful that I was wearing jeans because I would have ruined that suede couch.
I held back a whimper and a rumble built in my chest. "Thank you, baby." I purred into her ear. I knew I had to make her stop soon or we'd never make it through dinner, which may have been her intention.
I sat there while she whispered a very detailed plan for the rest of our evening that included the anal plugs she had bought me a few days ago. I giggled breathlessly and then kissed her. Showing her my gratitude. She finished her little speech by reminding me just how gentle she would be. She kept to her word.
I wore the necklace all the time. Every time Neta noticed it she grinned and so did Mira after she found out.
I was so happy in fact that I almost forgot about my rapidly approaching birthday. And by almost, I mean I did, until that fateful day.