Tri-Date Area | By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 20524 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3
“So,” said Candace, teleconferencing with her boyfriend and girlfriend, “I’m thinking that the next step is for us to go on a date.”
“Makes sense,” said Jeremy.
“What do you guys want to do?” Stacy asked.
“I’m thinking we should start off with something simple,” said Candace. “Dinner and a movie, or something like that.”
“Sounds good,” Stacy responded. “And it shouldn’t make anyone suspicious if they see us doing those things together.”
Simultaneously, Candace and Jeremy both slowly said, “Yeeeeaaaah…”
“Okay, what’s the problem?” Stacy asked.
Jeremy spoke first. “Well, I, uh, I hadn’t, you know, really thought through the, um, the…financial implications of dating two girls at once.”
“Oh, Jeremy,” said Candace, “we don’t expect you to pay for everything. How about this: Whoever does the asking out pays for the date.”
“That seems fair,” Stacy said.
“Yeah,” Jeremy added with an audible sigh of relief.
“So what’s your issue, Candace?” Stacy asked.
“Something I didn’t think about before,” Candace replied, suddenly crestfallen. “Even if we can hide this from everybody else, there's no way I can keep it a secret from my mom. Almost every time I try to hide something from her, she finds out, and I get busted."
"You're not kidding, judging from how many times you've been grounded this summer," said Stacy.
"It's so unfair!" Candace ranted. "Phineas and Ferb can do anything they want and get away with it, and they don't even TRY to-" She paused for a moment. "Wait a sec. That's it!"
"What's what?" Jeremy asked.
"My mom always finds stuff out because keeping secrets makes me act suspicious, and that makes her GET suspicious. But if I don't TRY to keep this a secret, then maybe she won't notice."
"Candace," said Stacy, "that makes no sense at all."
"Yeah," Jeremy agreed. "There's no logical reason why that should work."
"Guys, think back over everything that's happened this summer that involved me and my family. How much of that made any logical sense?"
Jeremy and Stacy were both quiet for a moment. Then Jeremy said, "All right, let's try it."
***
It took the better part of a week for their first date to actually come to pass. It turned out to be a little harder to plan a date for three than for two, given the greater potential for schedule conflicts. As a result, “dinner and a movie” ended up being lunch and a matinee, to which Jeremy had invited the two girls.
The timing didn’t bother Candace. All that mattered to her was spending time with her two favorite people and, when the theater lights went down, having two hands to hold.
When the movie was over and the other patrons were filing out of the theater, Jeremy said, “I’ve still got a couple of hours to kill before my shift at Slushy Dog starts. You guys want to do anything else before I head to the mall?”
“Let’s go to my house,” Candace said. “I’ve gotta try this ‘conceal nothing’ idea on my mom at some point.”
“Yeah,” said Stacy. Then, snuggling up to Candace just a bit, she added, “Besides, I’ve been looking forward to my kisses goodnight. Or good afternoon. Or whatever.”
***
Linda Flynn-Fletcher was sitting on the living room sofa, indulging one of her favorite guilty pleasures--reading a deliciously trashy romance novel. The pirate queen and the handsome Royal Navy captain were about to engage in some forbidden love on the deserted island where they had become stranded together. This was what Linda loved about historical romances—they were always set in times when there were a great many taboos to defy: sex outside of marriage, public nudity, sodomy…
***
Candace entered the house through the front door, her two lovers right behind her. She paused to summon up her courage—this would be the moment of truth. Then she spoke.
"Hi, Mom!" she called as casually as she could manage. "I'm taking Jeremy and Stacy up to my room to make out, okay?"
Her mother, her nose buried in a book, waved her hand absently. "That's fine, dear. Make sure you clean up afterwards."
"Um...sure, no problem," Candace replied, and led her friends up the stairs.
***
The pirate queen and the Navy captain had finished their illicit coupling and were wading into the ocean to wash their sandy, sticky bodies in preparation for a second round when Linda heard Lawrence come in.
"Hello, darling," the man said mellowly. "Lost in a good book, are we?"
"That depends on what you mean by 'good,'" Linda replied. "But I'm enjoying it."
"Excellent. What are the kids up to?"
"The boys are in the back yard playing with their ham radio, and Candace and her friends are up in her room making...something."
"It's wonderful when young people discover the joy of arts and crafts," said Lawrence.
***
"Wow," Stacy said as they arrived in Candace's room. "I've got to hand it to you, Candace--I didn't think that would work, but it totally did."
"Yeah," Jeremy added. "I guess honesty really IS the best policy."
"Shh, let's not jinx it," Candace whispered.
"Yeah, let's just get down to business," Stacy said sexily. She grabbed Jeremy and pulled him in for a long, slow kiss. Candace, eager to participate, moved in close and sucked gently on Jeremy's earlobe while her hand traveled slowly down Stacy's back, making its way toward her tight little bottom.
Stacy broke off the kiss and sighed, "Oooh, yes...hands...hands all over me..."
Smiling, Jeremy put his hands on Stacy's stomach and, with teasing slowness, moved them up toward her chest. Stacy turned around toward Candace, grabbed the girl's face with both hands, and pulled it to her own to kiss her passionately. As Jeremy felt up Stacy's large nipples through her top from behind, Stacy and Candace kissed, squeezing and fondling each other's asses through their skirts as they did so.
Jeremy leaned his head down and began kissing Stacy's neck, making the girl moan softly. Candace stopped kissing Stacy's lips and moved down to join Jeremy in kissing, licking, and sucking the girl's neck. Periodically, their lips or tongues would meet somewhere on Stacy's sweet-smelling skin and would pleasure each other even as they pleasured their new, shared lover.
As Stacy gasped and moaned and whined with pleasure, her hand reached back behind her, found Jeremy's knee, and slid upward to his crotch, running up and down the length of his skyward-pointing erection beneath the fabric of his shorts. Her other hand went to Candace's bare thigh and slid up under the redhead's skirt to cup and massage her mound through her damp panties.
Jeremy, who was still fondling Stacy's nipples through her top, now grasped them with his fingers to pinch and roll them. Stacy barely stifled a yelp of pleasure.
Candace was totally immersed in pleasure--a warm sea of hands and fingers and lips and tongues and skin. She almost couldn't tell the difference between what her two beautiful lovers were doing to her and what she was doing to them. And that hand down between her thighs--oh, God, what it was doing to her...
She heard the sound of a zipper being opened, and suddenly, the warm sea of pleasure flash-froze into a polar ocean of reality.
"Hey! Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! " she hissed, seeing Stacy's thumb and forefinger on the zipper tab of Jeremy's half-open fly. "No unzipping, unbuttoning, or undressing. Both my parents are home!"
Stacy turned beet-red and let go of Jeremy's zipper. "Ohmygosh, I'm sorry!" she said in a loud whisper. "I just- I got carried away."
"Me too," Jeremy confessed. "And we probably shouldn't push our luck with your mom."
"Yeah," Candace said, relieved that her friends were seeing sense--even though she was also deeply disappointed at having to stop what they were doing. “It’s- It’s not that I don’t want to. I just…I mean, if we’re going to…We should do it some place more private. I’m sorry; I should have thought this through a little more.”
“It’s okay,” Jeremy said. “At least it was a learning experience. Maybe Stacy and I should- Stacy?”
Stacy was sitting on Candace’s bed, her face a blank.
"Stacy," Candace asked, "are you okay? It's like you're staring right through the wall."
Stacy's vacant expression only partly abated as she replied, "It's...If you hadn't stopped me, I would have just...kept going. I wouldn't have even thought about it." She shook her head rapidly as if to clear it. "I mean, I used to have some pretty specific ideas about how far I would go with a boy on what date, and so on. But when I'm with the two of you, all that just goes out the window. I feel like I've fallen into some raging river, and I'm being swept along through the rapids. It's...exciting, and scary, and…embarrassing, and... I should probably go home now."
"Stacy, it's- it's okay," Candace said. "This isn't like anything any of us have ever done before."
"Exactly," said Jeremy. "I mean, I'm not sure I would have known where to stop, either."
Candace gave Stacy a big hug and asked, "See you later?"
"Yeah."
"Can I walk you home?" Jeremy asked.
"Sure."
Candace kept up a brave face as she walked them to the door. But on the inside, she couldn’t entirely stave off the fear that this might be the beginning of the end for her grand experiment.
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