I was dating this girl, pretty and fun. She was great, and dynamite in the sack. Her roommate was this hottie who needed men, and as a result made really bad decisions in that department. I figured she'd be knocked up and in a trailer park in a few years. Her guy was a total ass, but she put up with it. I mean, I'm no saint, but at least I act like I like my girl. Anyway, he was rarely around and we only knew him in passing.
One night we were out at a small party and they were there. Sara and I were making out outside when a disturbance broke out. We both recognized Lisa's voice and ran to her. Her man was beating on her. Nothing infuriates me like a man hitting a girl. I charged him. I was giving up like 20 pounds to him but I was psychotic. I got a good few cracks in on him before he fled. All I got was a busted lip. I was amped as me and Sara checked on Lisa. She was just shy of hysterical and she cringed as I tried to touch her.
Sara and I took her home, me driving while Sara consoled Lisa in the back seat. We got there quickly—I had too much adrenaline pumping through me to care about speed limits. A sobbing girl in the back seat provided plenty of additional motivation. Sara helped Lisa out and into their apartment as I stood outside and paced. Sara quickly reappeared and told me that she was going to stay with Lisa and our date was through. I nodded absently, but when I kissed her, something snapped. I broke our kiss and forcefully led her to the side of the complex. It wasn't even poorly lit, there were few trees and the streetlight wasn't that far away. I didn't care. I put Sara against the wall, kissed her and felt her up for a few seconds, and then reached under her skirt and pulled her panties off. She was remarkably pliant, protesting but not struggling. I barely cared. I opened my pants and fucked her against the wall. After I was done, my senses returned and I realized where we were. We kinda looked at each other awkwardly and Sara kissed me and said she'd call as she walked quickly back into the apartment. I stood there and noticed her panties were still on the ground, and I picked them up and returned home. Oddly, this story isn't about that.
That week I visited Sara at her apartment. Lisa ran and hid in her room because she was embarrassed at how she looked. Sara told me that Lisa was really, really depressed about everything, and she and I eventually coaxed Lisa out. She had quite a black eye. Lisa was really upset that she looked so ugly. She was really timid and we both had to talk her up. I ended up lecturing her about her choice in men, like I was her Dad or something. She nodded and started to cry and held on to Sara and sobbed. Things got a little strange and I just went home. Too much of that "emotion" stuff going on.
Their air conditioner broke the next day. Sara said it was stifling in there, but wouldn't come over because she didn't want to leave Lisa alone. Their apartment complex couldn't get it fixed until the next week. On Saturday I was walking through a store and saw ACs, and a light bulb went on. I decided to surprise Sara and bought one and took it over. Lisa looked a lot better, with almost no swelling. She seemed really happy, like her normal giddy self. She hugged me around the AC and told me how she wished she could do something to repay me. I shrugged it off with a smile. It was hot in their apartment. Apparently, Lisa was still too vain or upset to go to a store to cool off, so they were just hanging out watching TV with another friend, Heather. I had only seen Heather once. She seemed like a nice girl, definitely on the thick side. Nice, juicy jugs though. There was much rejoicing when I walked in with the AC, but it soon died when I told them that it was only enough for Sara's bedroom. Unfortunately, Sara's room faced the afternoon sun and was really, really warm.
I put the AC in Sara's window and turned it on max. Sara invited me to stay for awhile and we all sat down to watch some tube in the living room while Sara's room cooled off. Let me tell you, sitting with 3 girls wearing t-shirts while they sweated their asses off gets the thoughts going. Little beads of sweat on the delicate skin of their necks and t-shirts sticking to their bodies...I figured I needed to get Sara alone, even if her room was still hot. I asked if she wanted to check in on her room with me and she agreed. It wasn't quite as bad as I expected in there. The new AC worked, apparently, really well. Sara and I quickly got into it, and soon I had her top off and was happily sucking on her tits. We both got naked and flopped on her bed. Just as I was moving south to go down on her, someone knocked on the door of her room. We jumped and quickly repositioned ourselves under the sheets.
"Yeah?" Sara called out, laughing and clutching the sheet to her chin.
The door opened and Lisa slipped in. "Hi," she said as she waved sillily.
"Yeah?" Sara repeated.
"Could I...um...join you?"
I would have fallen over if I hadn't been already lying down.
Sara looked at me. "Well?" she smiled.
Something in her smile led me to believe she wasn't surprised at what had just happened. I blinked at her as my mind reeled. She was actually going to let Lisa get in bed with us?
"She wanted to show you how appreciative she is for you saving her," she said. "And her cake didn't turn out."
"Well alright!"
