As the Carlin family enjoys a nice, quiet Movie Night marathon full of wholesome cheer, popcorn and laughter,  Spencer’s cell phone vibrates.

“What did I say about the phone tonight?”, says her mother, Paula.

Spencer checks the caller ID smiling at the sight of Ashley’s name.

“Uh oh Mom, lesbianic bootie call.”, quips Glen. Spencer swiftly smacks her brother in the back of his head.  Her mother is even less amused.

“I told you I didn’t want that girl-”

“That girl is not on the phone. It’s my lab partner.”

“Labia’s more like it.”, Glen perversely jokes. Paula offers no response unsure whether to believe her daughter or not. Spencer heads to the adjacent kitchen and answers the call.

“Hi study buddy what’s up?”

“Study buddy? Is that any way to address your hot girlfriend naked in her jacuzzi in her very empty parentless house?”, flirts Ashley.

“Uh um how interesting. That is a formula to think about.”, offers Spencer trying to play it cool.

“Oh I get it. You’re not alone.”

“That’s right.” Spencer was getting more and more flustered.

“Spencer, come on you’re missing the movie.”, shouts Arthur, her father.

“I’ve already seen it. I’ll catch up.”

“Good answer Baby. God I wish you were in here with me.”

With a whisper, Spencer explains, “Me, too but Ash I have to…”

“This water is just right, hot and soothing. Guess where I’m positioned right now.”

“Where?” Spencer’s voice lowers to a sexy octave without her even realizing. Seated at the kitchen table, her free hand rubs her jeans anxiously yet slowly as her pent up sexual heat continues to build up.
“I’m at the spot where the hot water pumps through the tub. My pussy is right over it. Christ, Spencer it feels like you’re fucking me.”

Ashley’s moaning and heavy breathing aides Spencer’s hand up her crotch to her jeans button and zipper fly. Spencer slips her hand over her underwear feeling her moist, pulsating clit throb for Ashley’s touch.

“Being I am your lab partner, I really need you to come over and help me solve this.”

“Solve what?”

“What’s a better fuck? The jacuzzi’s head or my dildo with you strapped to it?”

Spencer can’t take it anymore. She ends the call and races into the living room grabbing her keys off the dining room table.

“Where are you going?”, Paula sternly asks.

“You guys I’m so sorry but this project is coming very, very soon. If we don’t take care of it, it’s gonna drive us crazy.” Spencer sprints out the door leaving the rest of the family all of the popcorn to snack on, which was fine with her. She had better things to eat.

The End