You're getting dressed up as you form your plan for the evening. Getting Fire & Desire to make up is going to be a difficult task, and you'll likely only get one shot at it. The plan has to be foolproof, or you'll never force Sonya from Charlotte's side.

What your initial thoughts consisted of were mostly reaching out to Mandy to try and get her to reconnect with Sonya, but that probably won't work. You'll have to make them meet face-to-face, which in all fairness will get Sonya out of the house.

You enter the living room, where Charlotte is shooing Dana away as she sits in her big armchair. The thing might as well be a throne.

"Good luck, she's in a terrible mood," Dana grumbles as she passes by you. Charlotte motions to a smaller armchair beside her as you approach, so you sit next to her and turn to face her.

"Hey Char. You wanted to see me?"

"Yes. There's a big party in town later, and I was wondering if you'd like to be my date?" she asks sweetly, but there's nothing nice about her attitude. The way she's looking at you... it's a little unnerving. There's no way she's aware of the fact that you're planning to remove Sonya, right?

"Um... I kinda promised Becky I'd spend the night with her..." you lie, quickly fabricating a story in your mind. In this story, you were going to make Becky dinner and have a picnic out on the lawn with her.

"Just spend some other night with her, then," Charlotte suggests, waving off my previous engagements as if they're nothing.

"Fine, I'll go tell Becky."

"Good, then go find Carmella. I've already informed her she'll be getting you ready for the party."

Instead of going to Becky's room, you go straight to your own bedroom. It's empty and no one is even nearby, but that's not what you're focused on. Instead, it's the person outside that has your attention. Candice is lying in the grass, enjoying the breeze. You open your window and tell her to go grab the ladder. She immediately does as she told, and within about a minute she's in your bedroom.

"Listen, I need you to keep Carmella busy for awhile. Don't ask why, just do it," you say quietly, looking back at the door nervously. Too many times has someone been waiting just outside to fuck you over.

"Okay, I can do that," she says. You follow her across the hall to Carmella's room and wait outside while Candice does her thing. Part of you thought that she would start talking about clothes or some guy, but she basically just walks up to Carmella and jumps into her arms. Carmella tries to push her away, saying that she's supposed to be getting me ready for a party, but Candice argues that you're not going anywhere. It's enough for Carmella, and you don't need to see the rest. Whatever works, I guess.

Charlotte is no longer in the living room when you go downstairs, which is good. You make your way to her garage. A portion of it has been turned into a home gym, and that's where Sonya is. Her back is to you and she's beating the shit out of a punching bag.

"Hey Sonya. How are you?" you ask calmly as you come up behind her. She turns to face you, looking upon you with curiosity.

"Same as last time," she grumbles, turning back to the punching bag. Before her swing can connect with the bag, you catch her wrist.

"So not good. Wanna go out for a while?" you ask hopefully, thinking maybe she'll be eager to leave.

"We're not supposed leave, (Y/N)," she sighs, landing a hard punch on the bag before you can stop her again. The chains holding the back up squeak like they want to break. A few more hits like that and they'll snap.

"You act like none of us have left. C'mon, we won't be that long." Sonya seems pretty convinced at this point. At least, she's paying attention now. The punching bag is spared today.

"Fine, just let me get changed."

"Oh, I'll just g-"

"Nah, you can stay. You're the only one here who's nice to me," she replies with a smile as she peels her dirty tank top over her head. Underneath is only her bare chest, glistening with sweat. You sit down and pretend you're lounging around while you wait to hide your boner. Sonya might not be your first pick of a girl, but she's still pretty. Especially when she bends over to put her new pair of panties on. You get a perfect view of everything, and you can't help but think about how fuckable she is. Too bad she's a lesbian.

Once you two are out in the car, she asks where you're taking her. Though you say that you're not really sure, your destination is Mandy's house. The two of you exchanged texts earlier, and she said she'd like to meet you. The only thing is that she doesn't know who you're bringing.

You pull into the driveway and lead Sonya, who doesn't seem thrilled about being tricked into doing this, to the door. Mandy answers the door after the second knock, but tries to close it once she sees Sonya. You hold it open, though.

"I thought it was just going to be the two of us?"

"I don't know what happened between you two, but you need to make up."

"I can tell you what happened as long as she waits outside,"

"She comes or we both stay."

"Jesus Christ, both of you get inside!" she snaps, opening the door and stepping aside. The two of you enter and you all take a seat in the living room. Mandy's piercing glare has not left Sonya, who can't muster up the courage to make eye contact.

"So what happened?" you ask calmly, trying to keep it to a conversation and not an argument.

"It was an acci-" Sonya begins, but your idea of a peaceful reunion is thrown out the window in record time.

"I don't care. You killed my cat!" Mandy says in a heated tone, standing up. Sonya does the same, finally meeting her gaze. The two stare each other down intensely, like they're sizing the other up.

"I was drunk, Mandy!"

"You ran it over in a fucking car!" she gets right in Sonya's face, and neither woman seems ready to back down. That usually ends in a fight, and that would be bad for everyone. Sonya's really not gonna like you if you take her over to her ex-friend's house just for her to get into a fight.

"Yeah, being drunk is no excuse, BUT," you begin, stepping in between the ladies. Normally, this would be a sandwich you don't hate. It's not gonna be swell if they start throwing hands though, "Mandy, you also need to accept that it was indeed an accident and move on. This shit happened several months ago."

"Why should we listen to you?" Mandy asks, and some of the rage gone from her voice. Sonya also seems a little calmer. It's probably because this is something that she's been thinking about for months.

"Because I cared enough to try and get you to talk through some stuff? You two obviously care about each other, and friends are everything."

Sonya looks Mandy right in the eyes and asks, "Do you forgive me?"

"No," she replies with a sly smile, pulling Sonya in for what you initially think is going to be a hug. Instead, they embrace in a extremely passionate kiss. The kind with moaning and groping. For a brief moment they split to look at you, then dive back in even more passionately. So... Mandy's bisexual?

"Should I go?" you ask awkwardly,

"The opposite..." Mandy talks slowly and quietly, looking right into your eyes. Her smile could seduce any man, but Sonya kissing her neck and pulling her shirt over her head helps. "We want to give you a gift... you know, for helping us get over ourselves..."

The girls team up and push you backwards, right onto the couch. You remove your own clothes as they continue their little show, stripping down to nothing as they make out. Both women are incredibly gorgeous and know it, so it's no surprise that they act with complete confidence.

Mandy kneels in front of you and Sonya sits beside you. As the girl on the floor gets to work on your hard rod, Sonya pulls your face to hers and kisses you fiercely. You give back with the same intensity, trying not to get distracted by the sensation of Mandy servicing your cock. Her cold, plump lips feel incredible as they glide up and down your length.

Sonya clearly wants more of you though, so to speed things up she forces Mandy as far down your dick as she can, which makes the blonde beauty gag and sputter. She seems to kind of enjoy it though, despite being forced to take you in nearly to the hilt.

"C'mon, cum in her mouth," Sonya whispers, breaking away from the kiss and grinning, "Look at her face; she wants you to do it..."

"Fuck!" you groan loudly, unable to hold back your orgasm any longer. Sonya holds Mandy's head in place as you ejaculate, forcing her to swallow every last drop of your seed.

"Mmm... delicious. Your turn, Sonya." Mandy gets up next to Sonya and leans against the arm of the couch. In one swift motion, she forces Sonya's face right into her dripping pussy. As she begins to happily eat Mandy out, she sticks her ass up in the air for you. "Go ahead, fuck her. You probably won't get another chance."

You didn't hesitate to shove your prick into Sonya's tight pussy. She moaned loudly, but continued servicing her friend. Come to think of it, what an interesting idea this is: You're fucking a lesbian doggystyle while she eats out her straight friend... and she fucking loves it.

"She's never let a guy fuck her before... she must like you a lot," Mandy says casually, running her fingers through Sonya's dark hair. In response, Sonya wrapped her arms around Mandy's thick thighs and dug in even deeper, causing the blonde to lose all her swagger. You, on the other hand, were thrusting away with gusto. You want to make Sonya's first her best.

Sonya cums first, moaning loudly into Mandy's cunt as she squirts on your cock. A few seconds later comes Mandy's orgasm, and she screams Sonya's name as she bucks her hips. You're not too far off, and the force of your thrusting is shaking the whole couch. You're not really sure if Sonya can handle this much of a pounding, but your second orgasm makes all those thoughts go away. You blow a huge load right into her womb... so much that some leaks out.

After everything is settled, you're sitting on the couch with an arm wrapped around each lady like an absolute gangster. Sonya is the first to speak up, "We should probably go..."

"You two can stay here, if you'd like," Mandy offers, showing off that same sly smile from earlier. As much as you would love to continue fucking each of these beauties all night long, it's not why you're here. The whole plan was to remove Sonya from the house.

"I can't stay tonight, but you ladies knock yourselves out," you reply with a chuckle as they look at each other. Something tells you they're gonna be just fine without you, which is wonderful news. That's one of Charlotte's allies down... now to get rid of the rest.