The girls came out of the bathroom and walked to the candy aisle. Patrick wandered over to meet them there. I stood at the end of the aisle, watching and waiting. “Ooh I love those,” Kay said as Alyssa picked up a bag of something. “I’ll share,” Alyssa said back. Patrick was standing behind them. He smacked both their asses – one with each hand. “That’s the spirit,” he said, “sharing is caring.” He looked over at me, standing quietly by myself. “Right?” he prompted. I made a “sure” kind of face, raising my eyebrows and pressing my lips together tightly. He smirked. Kay turned back to look at him with a smirk, and then looked at me. “Or in his case, watching is,” she said, winking at me.

Seeing the unamused look on my face, she stepped over to me. “You doing okay, boo?” she asked. “I’m fine,” I said. She gave me a peck on the cheek. “You want something?” she asked, gesturing toward the aisle full of candy. “Sour Skittles,” I replied, giving her a little grin. She walked down to the other end of the aisle to grab them, and then scanned the aisle for something for herself. She picked up a bag and we all headed over to the checkout. The girls laid the three items on the counter, and I stepped forward to pay, but Patrick nudged himself in and said, “I got it,” as he reached for his wallet.

The guy behind the counter was certainly not clean cut, or possibly even clean. His pants didn’t fit right, his hair wasn’t laying in any particular direction, and he looked like a stoner with his eyes not quite fully open. “Eight thiry-nine,” he said, looking up to Patrick who was pulling out his card. “Thanks,” I said. Patrick looked at me as he reached out to hand the guy his card. “It’s the least I can do before I fuck your girlfriend.”

The cashier, reaching for Patrick’s card, stopped and stared. I looked at him and felt my face turn red. The girls both reacted at the same time. “Uh! Patrick!” Alyssa said, slapping his arm. Kay just laughed. The cashier proceeded to take the card and stick it into the reader. He looked down at what he was doing, and then back up. “Wait, for real?” he asked, looking at Patrick. Before anyone could answer, he continued, “Which one’s your girlfriend?” he asked, looking over at me. I didn’t say anything, but Kay raised her hand and smiled.

The card reader beeped, and the guy removed Patrick’s card. “Nice,” he said, extending his arm toward Patrick, “have fun!” Patrick was loving it. I looked at his face as I grabbed my Skittles and started to turn away from the counter, and he had a cocky grin. “You can eat those while you watch,” he said. The girls both laughed as they grabbed their stuff off the counter. They were all enjoying this game of seeing how much they could embarrass me.

When we pulled into the parking lot of the gas station, there were lights everywhere. Thankfully, my truck sits pretty high, but I was still worried about people seeing in. I glanced back at them over my shoulder as I turned in. Everyone was still in the same position, except Patrick’s right hand was on Alyssa’s head, guiding her down each time.

“Does…anyone else need to go in?” I asked, sheepishly. I felt awkward interrupting them. I turned back ahead to watch where I was driving, and headed toward a side parking lot where no other cars were parked. I peeked in the mirror, and Kay looked up at me. She gave a little smile. She looked so content. As I pulled into a spot, I heard a light, “mm,” from Alyssa, and then the sound of her inhaling briefly as she sat up. “You have a really nice dick,” she said to Patrick, in a serious, matter-of-fact type of tone. I wanted to look back at his face, but I was trying to finish parking. “Mhmm,” Kay added. I didn’t hear Patrick say anything, but I could just imagine the cocky smile on his face.

I put the truck in park, and finally turned around to look at them. Sure enough…cocky smile. Kay still had a hand on his balls, and Alyssa was just then letting go of his dick. Kay leaned down and wrapped her lips around it, going down on him three or four more times, before coming up. She tugged at his underwear and pushed his cock back down to stuff it in. “Come in with us,” she said to Patrick.

Kay turned and opened her door, as Patrick lifted his hips up far enough that he could get his pants situated and buttoned back up. I turned around and opened my door too. When I stepped down out of the truck and shut my door, Kay stepped around from behind her open door and up to me. She grabbed me and kissed me again, sticking her tongue in my mouth just as she did before. But this time, only briefly. She pulled away and said, “That was just for you.” She said it loud enough that Patrick heard it too as he slid out of the back seat. “Oh my God,” he said though laughter. “What?” Alyssa shouted across from the other side of the truck. Patrick spoke raised his voice as he swung the door shut. “She went down on me again just so she could kiss him,” he yelled back across to Alyssa, still laughing. Kay cracked a smile and laughed a little.

I looked up, and a younger guy standing next to a small Kia at one of the pumps was looking at us. I looked back at him, feeling my face turn red as Alyssa shut her door also and started laughing. “I think he likes it,” she yelled back across as we all started walking away from the truck. Patrick turned back toward me as he stepped away. “I hope he does, he’s gonna be tasting it all night!” he said, still raising his voice more than necessary. My eyes glanced to him and then back to the Kia guy, staring at us. The guy laughed, but quickly covered his face and looked away, trying to hide it. My face turned redder. Kay, still laughing at Patrick, left my side and took a few quick steps up ahead to him, wrapping her arm around his when she got to him. As we came around the back of the truck, Alyssa stepped up to Patrick’s other side, leaving me to walk alone behind them all.

We walked into the store, and Kay and Alyssa went off toward the bathrooms. Patrick walked around the store some, and I stood off to the side of the checkout counter waiting. I didn’t want anything. “I should have stayed in the truck,” I thought to myself.