“Hey you,” he said, smiling and hugging her.
“Hey!” she said, smiling at him.
“Come on in,” he said. He gave her a brief tour, and she hadn’t realized that he had two roommates. “Don’t worry though, they should both be working.”
She smiled and glanced around, liking that he’d cleaned up for her, or that it was always as nice as it looked. Still it was a typical guy apartment and there was no decor on the walls.
She took the spot next to him on the couch and smiled as he leaned into her side.
“Want to watch something on TV?” he asked, smiling at her.
She smiled and nodded, hoping it was just a pretense to fool around with her.
He clicked through the channels and then put it on some old movie, and then sat quietly beside her.
For the next hour or so, he engaged her in normal conversation, and she realized that she would have to make the first move.
Patiently, she waited for him to look at her. Eventually he did so, and she leaned in to kiss him. He smiled, and turned his head to lean in.
“Finally,” she thought.
His lips pressed gently against hers, and she dropped her arm to the side, out of the way and desperately waited for him to reach up and fondle her breast. He seemed to be content with kissing her for the time being, and so she eventually reached over and took a hold of his hand. Squeezing it for a moment, she lifted it up and gently put in on her breast. He squeezed, and she moaned meaningfully into his lips, hoping he’d get the picture. After a few minutes, he dropped his hand and pulled her closer, briefly giving her hope that he was going to start taking her clothes off.
Instead, he broke off the kiss and started watching the movie again, smiling at her as he did so.
She sighed internally and tried to force herself not to get irritated, but it wasn’t working. He must have sensed it, because he turned a few minutes later and looked into her face.
“I like you,” he said. “I really want to… move further in our relationship,” he said.
She smiled, nodding. “Me too,” she replied.
“I’m just…” he stammered. “I’m a little old fashioned. I really, really like you and I think we can do great things together,” he said. “Can we hold off on the intimate stuff for a little while?” he asked.
Embarrassed and angry, she fought hard to contain all of the emotions behind an impassive mask. He must not have noticed, much to her relief, as he turned back and watched the movie, laughing at something in the movie. Internally, she was cringing and swearing loudly, wondering why she was still sitting there.
Eventually the movie ended, and she started to make an excuse to leave. She heard a key in the door though and looked up as it opened. A very tall guy came in and saw the two of them sitting on the couch.
“Alex, this is one of my roommates,” Beck said.
He looked at Beck and then Alex, smiling and stepping forward. “Bryce,” he said, reaching out and shaking her hand.
“Alex,” she said, smiling. She couldn’t help but give him a once over as he turned to say something to Beck, and she definitely liked what she saw. He looked to be about six and a half feet tall and looked like he lived in the gym. His shoulder-length black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and seemed to have an air of confidence in him that Beck didn’t.
“I’m just stopping in to get my shit for work,” Bryce said, looking back at Alex. She felt a little vulnerable under his gaze, feeling his eyes work unabashedly across her form. After smiling slyly at her, he walked directly to his room and closed the door behind him.
She turned to see if Beck had noticed, but he was contented to keep watching the movie.
“I think I should probably get going,” she said, glancing at the time on her phone. To tell the truth, she had hours to kill and nothing to do, but anything was better than just sitting here being irritable.
He stood without saying anything and took her hand, walking to the door. “I’m glad you could come over and hang out,” he said. “I’ll text you later, if that’s okay?”
She forced a smile and even went so far as to let him have a kiss. “Bye,” she said, turning and starting down the stairs.
“Later bro,” said a deeper voice behind her. She turned and looked, seeing Bryce exiting the apartment.
Beck waved a final time and walked back inside, shutting and locking the door as Alex turned to start walking again. Bryce’s heavier footsteps came up behind and she turned as he started to speak.
“You and numb-nuts dating?” he asked.
She smiled. “We’ve gone out a few times,” she said, glancing over as he stepped down to walk next to her.
“He’s a good dude,” Bryce said. She couldn’t help but take a sniff of the cologne that he’d put on. It made her a little lightheaded, but she really liked it. “Fair warning though, he’s totally clueless when it comes to chicks.”
Alex smiled, barely containing her laughter. Bryce caught it though, and smirked. “I guess you already found that out though,” he said, smiling. They reached the bottom landing and he held the door open for her. Stepping through, she felt his eyes boring into her backside.
“Goddamn,” he said.
She turned, raising an eyebrow. “What?” she asked.
“That ass,” he said. “I couldn’t see what a damn fine body you had sitting down.”
She turned red at his forwardness but didn’t back down. She smirked and shook her head as he stepped up beside her.
“Ole’ Becky ain’t gonna know what the fuck to do with somethin’ as choice as you.”
Alex shook her head, ignoring him again. She turned as she got to the end of the sidewalk, heading toward her car. He didn’t miss a step though and turned with her.
“You following me?” she asked, her heart beating a little faster.
“Stalking you,” he said, smiling disarmingly.
She began to feel a little more at ease upon seeing him smile. Reaching into her purse, she got her key fob out and unlocked the car, seeing him follow her to her door. He reached forward and opened it for her, causing her to snicker.
“You certainly are forward,” she said, raising an eyebrow as she stepped toward the door of her car.
“Big dick,” he said, smiling widely and gesturing downward with his eyes.
She smiled and shook her head, turning and intending to step into her car. He stopped her though, an arm up in front of where she would have to move, and smiled, one hand tracing a line from her neck to her shoulder blade. She glanced up at the window to his apartment, worried that Beck might be looking out for some reason. She didn’t see anything and reached up to brush his hand away.
He smirked, putting his hand back on her shoulder and moving it down to her hip. Then, he pulled it away and grabbed his crotch, stroking the obvious bulge for a moment with a wide smile.
She raised an eyebrow and then rolled her eyes, her chest pounding again. She couldn’t help but look down though and saw the large shape of his cock pressed against the fabric of his jeans.
“Are you going to let me leave?” she asked, trying to sound irritated.
“Like I said, Beck is a good dude, but he wouldn’t know what to do with a fuckin’ knockout like you. You get tired of fuckin’ with him, you can always knock on my door. I’d destroy your ass.”
She felt her pussy quiver at his forwardness and the thoughts of how it would feel to let him inside her. Covering it as best as she could, she raised an eyebrow and looked up at him.
He smiled. “I’m just kiddin’,” he said, smirking and stepping back. “I’d never do anything to hurt Beck. I’m sorry, I was just havin’ a little fun.” He raised his hands defensively and backed up.
“Seriously?” she asked.
He smiled. “Yeah, I apologize,” he said. “I could tell you were nervous and figured I could have some fun with it.”
“Dude, you were about to get maced,” she bluffed.
He laughed and nodded. “Well shit I was half expecting it.” He turned and started to walk to a vehicle near hers. “It was good to meet you Alex.”
“Mmmhmm,” she said, sighing irritably and sliding into her car. The drive home was fast, and she got there quickly, surprised that she hadn’t been pulled over for speeding. Heading up to her room, she slammed the door and lay on her bed, exasperated.
Now, not only was she turned on, she was feeling pent up and a little irritated with the entire situation. Beck’s roommate was hard to get a bead on. Was he kidding with her or not? Part of her said that he was, part said he wasn’t.
She thought about Beck and sighed in irritation again, even slapping the bed in frustration. Part of her wanted to think it was sweet that he was wanting to take it slow, but part of her also just wanted to get fucked. She growled in irritation.
For the second day in a row, she was irritated and horny. After a quick texting spree, she concluded that all of her guy friends were busy and that the girls that she was fooling around with were too.
“Fuck!” she swore. It was going to be a long evening.