I let the water wash over me while I tried to calm down after what had just happened.
Moments ago, I was balls deep in my best friend's girlfriend, and he didn't even do anything to stop it. Jess, said girlfriend, wasn't just an ordinary girl though; she was definitely the hottest girl on campus and one that I had been fantasising about since I began to get to know her at the beginning of the year.
She had a body straight out of one of those comic books my best friend Carl was always reading: long legs beneath wide hips and a small waist that framed a flat stomach almost hidden by huge, firm, soft, beautiful breasts. It wasn't just her body that drove me wild though; her face would sit perfectly comfortably alongside any actress on the big screen, with her ice blue eyes, high cheekbones and soft full lips framed by perpetually perfect platinum blonde hair.
How could Carl, a lanky guy who somehow always looked as if he'd got up only five minutes earlier; with unkempt black hair, heavy-lidded brown eyes and a not-quite flat stomach, have pulled such a babe?
By all accounts,
I
should have been her type. I was obviously considered handsome as I'd never had any bad luck with the ladies. I kept myself fit and healthy; muscular, but aesthetically so rather than one of those triangular meatheads who lived to lift. I took the time to make myself presentable; styling my short brownish hair and putting on a designer shirt that would reflect my blue-green eyes before leaving the house.
It just made no sense that she would be with someone like him, instead of someone like me.
I ran a hand through my hair, letting the water cascade down my back. It also made no sense why I was in here instead of having another round with her. It was my dream come true and I was in another room, showering, instead of showing her what she was missing by staying with Carl.
With that revelation, I quickly turned off the water and stepped out of the bathtub, intent on marching back into our room and claiming Jess for myself.
I sighed, faltering, and slowly grabbed a towel. What was I thinking? Carl was my best friend and Jess had chosen to be with him. I'd left so that they could 'reconnect' after what I just did to her... I wouldn't be selfish enough to try to take her away from him. Besides, that would fuck everything up with us, and not to mention Abby - Jess's best friend who, while not as hot as Jess, I had a thing with.
I dried off and left the bathroom, quietly passing by Jess and Carl as they went to clean up. Neither made eye contact with me as they passed by, although both were still naked.
I sighed and got into my bed, knowing that the evening's fun was over now. Hoping that nothing was fucked up because of it.
***
Somehow, even though my mind had been racing solidly since Jess had coaxed me into bed with her, I must have fallen asleep. This was made abundantly clear as I suddenly became aware that I was in abject darkness and instead of the noise of the shower running from the other room, I could hear a whispering noise from the other side of the room.
After a few moments, my addled mind began to process the sounds. The rustling of bed clothes and skin on skin was barely perceptible beneath the sound of whispered words and exclamations of pleasure.
"-please!" Came a hushed exclamation.
"You let him fuck me, like, an hour ago! So, what if he hears?" Jess's whispered response came, shot through with an undercurrent of tension.
There was no response for a moment, just a slowing of the rustling sounds before, "That was different-"
A moan seemed to cut Carl off and my cock immediately hardened. I couldn't make out more than a few words here and there as they continued, obviously, to fuck across the room from me.
A particularly loud squeal was followed by the sound of skin slapping against skin and then silence and stillness. Eventually the muffled noises and whispering resumed, loud enough for me to make more of it out this time.
"So what?" Jess hissed.
"It's too much," Carl whispered. "I don't know..."
"Four times in one night, that's the most we've had in months," Jess's words seemed to cut the air.
The whispering continued before I heard Jess again, "You can't say you didn't like it."
"I liked seeing you in pleasure," Carl's hushed words came, tense. "I didn't like seeing someone else-"
He was cut off by something, and the sound of Jess breathing heavily filled the room; a slapping noise became audible, as if someone was quietly clapping. The pace quickened and Jess's breathing escalated into quiet moans again, this time joined by the sound of a deeper set of breaths.
After a few minutes, the noise slowed and then stopped entirely.
"Oh fuck..." She moaned softly eventually. "Your body says differently."
"Shh!" Carl whispered back immediately.
The noise of their whispering seemed to quieten, becoming almost inaudible as the bed rustled and creaked.
After several minutes, I heard Jess speak, voice above a whisper this time, "How about I wake Sam up then? Maybe he can finish me off?"
My dick stiffened further, and I had to roll over to release some of the strain on it. I heard Jess's tinkling laugh as she walked across the room to the bathroom, but Carl didn't seem to respond.
***
The next morning, I awoke to find the room empty, all evidence of Jess staying the night completely vanished. Even Carl's bed was made, although a few tell-tale patches hinted at what had happened in it the night before.
I grabbed at my phone, squinting against the bright light. Two things struck me: firstly, somehow it was midday and secondly, I had multiple notifications that I had slept through.
The first notification I checked opened up a chat from Abby. I remembered she had sent a message last night that had confused me at the time: "... Have a great night ;)"
At the time, I didn't know what she was talking about, but the messages this morning made it clear.
"Morning fuckface. So it happened then?" She asked.
"Oi, you're not ignoring me now youve got a bigger slut 2 fuck r u?" Said the next one, an hour after.
"Sam!!! I need details!!! I spoke 2 jess nd she told me. Dirty duck. I'm coming ovr!" This last one was from a few minutes before, so I decided to reply.
"I've just woken up. Chill!" I sent, before I could think of what else to say.
"Omw bitch!" Abby replied before I'd even lowered my phone.
I thought she was sick. Wasn't that the whole reason Jess came over last night? I ignored the rest of my messages while I quickly washed and dressed before Abby could see me in a state. Strangely, not only did I not have a hangover, but I felt great, so getting ready was a quick affair that left me time to check my other messages before Abby arrived.
The strangest one was a message from Carl, "Hey Sam, Jess and I are going back home for a bit. I tried to wake you up you big oaf, but you are sleeping like a log so I'm sending you a message from opposite your big snoring corpse as we need to get a train in a minute. Might just be for the rest of the weekend, but we'll see. I've sent you some links to flats for next year, which we need to sort soon, so make yourself useful and go look at them."
Weird, I usually drove us all back home, but I guess they were in a hurry or something. With all the studying and then partying over the last couple of weeks, I had forgotten we were supposed to be finding somewhere to live for the next year; digs like this were typically reserved for first years and our first year was over.
Before I had time to reply properly, there came a knock at the door.
"It stinks of sex in here," Abby smiled brightly as I let her in. "You dirty slut!"
In the midday sunlight, she looked paler than usual, her skin closer to the colour of pine than the usual coppery hue. Her curly hair was untamed, streaks of red cutting through the brown cascade around her face and down her back.
She stepped past me, and I couldn't help but stare at her bum as her tight jeans swayed seductively towards my bed.
"Aren't you supposed to be sick?" I asked, when the hypnotism was broken by Abby taking a seat.
Her dark eyes met mine and seemed to sparkle as she pulled a mischievous smile, "I got better. Now give me the details! Jess is being stingy, and you know how I love details."
"Can we go get a tea or coffee or something," I replied, still not sure what to say. "I've just got up."
Abby rolled her eyes dramatically and stood up.
