Several years ago, before I first met my wife, Maggie, she was in graduate school, living with her roommate, Liz in a small, off-campus apartment. Now Liz had this boyfriend who was always staying over the apartment. Maggie on the other hand, had broken up with her own boyfriend of five years and so she never had anyone over.
Being that it was a small apartment, she constantly heard Liz and her boyfriend fucking all the time in the other room. Liz tried hard to stifle her moans of pleasure but it was obvious that her boyfriend was fucking the shit out of her.
Well this went on for several months, Liz's boyfriend barely acknowledged Maggie, immediately retreating to Liz's bedroom anytime he came over.
One weekend, Liz went away to one of her sorority sister's wedding in Atlanta. Maggie figured that she would have the place to herself for the first time since the two became roommates. So about nine o'clock on Saturday night, she prepared herself for bed because she wanted to get up early to go the library early Sunday morning to do some research.
She had fallen asleep for about an hour, when she heard some noise in the living room. She got up to investigate, when she realized the noise was from the television in her living room. As she walked in, she saw six guys watching her TV with beers and chips spread out all over the place.
"What the fuck is going on and who let you into my apartment?" she screamed.
At that moment, her Liz's boyfriend comes out of the kitchen and said, "I didn't know you were here, Liz said it would be ok for us to watch the Tyson fight on pay per view, I thought she told you, I already gave her the money I collected from the fellas."
Then he said, "I thought that since you knew, and all the lights were out that you probably didn't want to hang out here, it never dawned on me to check your room to see if you were here, sorry."
She looked at him and never realizing until now how cute he was and said to him, "Look it's not your fault, Liz should have said something to me before she left but you know her so since she didn't. Have fun. But please do me a favor and after the fight is over, clean up and let me know when you are leaving. And oh, also leave the key, it will make me feel a lot more comfortable"
"No problem", he said.
Now while the two of them were having this entire conversation, all the guys in the room were staring at her.
Maggie is about 5'10 and she has nice full breast with big inch long nipples and a full juicy ass that juts out just so nicely. She had not bother to put on a robe when she came into the living room, so all she had on was a tank top and her panties. She knew most of the guys in the room from graduate school, so it soon dawned on her that she was standing half naked in front of her classmates. She quickly bid them goodnight and retreated back to her room.
She climbed into bed and began to think about all those guys and how she had not had sex in over a year since she broke up with her boyfriend. She especially thought about her roommate's boyfriend and his cute smile. She started to masturbate and thought better of it because of the noise from the TV and the crowd, she just didn't feel comfortable doing it. So she turned over and eventually fell asleep.
After about two hours, she was awakened by a knock at her door.
"We're leaving now, come lock the door," Liz's boyfriend said through her closed bedroom door.
So she sleepily got up and walked down the hallway to the front door of the apartment. She surveyed the living room and saw that everything had been cleaned up. She also saw that some of the guys had left but three were still hanging around with Liz's boyfriend.
"All cleaned up" he said, "and here's the key."
