Zoey took a deep breath and then had another drink of her soda. Sam snickered, then scooted out of the seat.
“Wait…” Zoey said, “Are you… coming back?” she stammered and looking up at her.
Sam snickered. “I’ll be back sugar, don’t worry.”
Zoey grinned and then turned the same grin to Brandon, who was looking at her like she was insane.
“Shut up,” she said, pointing at him.
“You tell him,” Sam added. “I’ll be back.”
Spending a bit of time away so that Zoey could calm down, Sam went and checked on her other customers and make sure they were good and taken care of. When she was moving around the room, she saw the young woman repeatedly looking over in her direction.
“Good grief,” she whispered to herself, amused at the attention she was being shown.
She had to admit that it felt really, really good to have someone that enamored with her. Still, she didn’t want to cause any more drama in her life than she already had. But she couldn’t deny that there was something about the young woman that she really liked.
Besides all of that, Brandon was ridiculously cute, and she wouldn’t mind fooling around with him. She owed him a blowjob, didn’t she? Sighing to herself, she finally made her way back over and saw that their food had been delivered. Quickly getting them some refills, she came back and sat down next to Zoey again.
“Sorry about being “timid Zoey”, earlier,” she said, sighing and shaking her head. “I get really nervous and flustered sometimes and…”
“It’s really cute,” Sam said, winking at her. “I like you too.”
Zoey blushed again, causing Sam to laugh.
“Why don’t you sit next to me?” Brandon suggested. “My girlfriend might lose her damn mind.”
Zoey flipped him off in response and Sam laughed, turning to look at him. “Oh, I like her!” she said. “Plus, if I wanted to get groped, I’d work at a strip club,” she said.
Brandon chuckled and sighed in resignation, the shook his head.
Sitting with them for a couple of minutes, conversation turned to school and normal things, and Sam looked over at Zoey more than a few times. At one point, she reached over and took Sam’s hand, giggling shyly as she looked at her in amused surprise but didn’t take her hand away.
Eventually, she had to leave the two alone, but Brandon made sure to ask her about getting a photo before she left.
“You know this has to stay clothed, right?” Sam asked, grinning at him.
He frowned but then grinned again. “No, I want you two in on it,” he said, waving Zoey’s hands away as she moved over to grab his phone.
“Oh, okay,” she said, moving to stand beside Sam.
Adopting the signature pose, Sam put on her “I’m so happy” face and put an arm around the shorter girl, then surprised her by reaching down and grabbing her hand, then moving it up and placing it on her breast.
“Oh!” Zoey said, suddenly, just as Brandon snapped the picture. He grinned, looking at it a second later and showed the two.
Samantha was posed seductively, one hand holding one of Zoey’s, and both atop her breast. Zoey’s expression was the funniest, though, and showed a look of pure surprise on her face.
“That’s perfect!” Brandon said, laughing.
Sam grinned, then winked at Zoey and went to make another round.
“So, what time do you get off?” Zoey asked, looking hopefully at her. “Maybe we could hang out some time?”
“I usually get out of here 10:30 or 11:00,” Sam said, frowning. “I’m usually disgusting and sweaty, though.”
The young woman frowned in kind.
“We’ll just have to “hangout” after class one day,” Sam said. “Maybe a day that Brandon is busy, and we aren’t?”
Zoey grinned, nodding and turning her head in time with Sam to stare at him.
“Yeah, yeah,” he said.
“Bye Sam,” Zoey said, jamming a piece of paper into her hand. “It was great to meet you.”
“You too, Zoey,” she said, giggling and pocketing it.
“Call me,” Zoey mouthed, winking and turning back to her widely grinning boyfriend.
“Stop jerking off to the video,” Sam said, pointing at him as she mouthed the words and spoke quietly.
“I did, tell her to now!” he said, pointing at Zoey.
His girlfriend turned and looked at him in open-mouthed shock and smacked him on the arm as they left. Sam sighed, shaking her head in amusement, then went back to work.
*****
Alex
Saturday night
After she drove off, Alex went home and didn’t go to check and see if her parents were there. Hoping that she didn’t find out anything, she crawled in bed and went to sleep, wanting the morning to be there so she could go and hang out with Kenny.
The next morning, she rose early and went for a run to work out some of the sexual energy that was building up. When she got back, she took a quick shower to rinse herself off and clean up a bit, making sure to wash everything, and then texted him to see what was up.
“You up?” she asked after seeing the time was a little after 10.
“Heck yeah, bring that ass,” he replied quickly. “It’s just me though. Did you tell Eric and Bear?”
“No, but you can if you want.”
“Nah,” he said. “I want you all to myself today.”
She grinned, more than okay with that. “Aww… on my way,” she sent. “Get that dick hard.”
As she got up and got dressed, she got a text message, and quickly went to see if plans had changed
with Kenny. Checking her phone, she saw that the message was from Beck.
“Good morning! I hope you’re doing okay. The guys want to know if you’ll be free to hang out today.”
“Hey,” she sent. “I’ll have to see. I’m going over to a friend’s house for a bit, but I guess I should be free after that.”
“Girl talk time?” Beck sent back quickly.
She rolled her eyes at the assumption. “Idiot,” she said to the empty room. She’d even told him the last time she’d seen him that she was only friends with guys.
“Something like that,” she replied, a little miffed at his assumption. “I’ll text you when I’m done.”
“Cool! Have fun!” Beck sent back.
Sighing and rolling her eyes, she set her phone down, but then sighed again when it buzzed a second time. Her attitude changed quickly though when she saw that it was Bryce.
“Yo, it’s Bryce. Tell me that you’re coming over today,” he said. “If you aren’t, I’m gonna come and stalk your ass all day.”
“How did you get this number, creeper?”
“Stole if from Beck’s phone,” he said. “Don’t you know how stalking works?”
She giggled, realizing that she was really glad to hear from him, even if it was terrible timing.
“Aww, my own special pervert,” she sent. “What are you going to do, hide in the bushes?”
“I’d like to be hiding in your bush, but that depends on if I see you,” he sent.
“Clever, but you know damn well I trim my bushes,” she replied, not willing to be outwitted.
“Ha! Yeah, that’s right, you do!” he replied. “Come on, Alex,” he said. “I need to see my girl.”
“Since when did we say I was your girl? Don’t you want me to stay with Beck? Plus, you just said you were stalking me. I’m getting mixes signals here.”
“I think we both know that you’re really coming over to see me,” he replied.
“Not true. Marvin, Travis, and Vince are all pretty cute. I’ve yet to see all of their dicks, but we’ll get to that eventually.”
“Are you trying to say that you don’t want to be impaled on my throbbing love-spear?” he asked.
She burst out laughing at the descriptive title he’d given and shook her head. Suddenly feeling less playful and more agreeable, she paused for a moment. She felt that part of her wanted to submit to him again, and she had a flashback of how she felt when he’d slid his cock inside her at his own whims, without asking for her permission. A shiver of arousal raced through her, and she had to pause before responding.
“I never said that…” she sent. “I just know that there are alternatives available.”
“That’s all good with me,” he said. “You’ll just have to spend more time over here to work it all in.”
She groaned, hearing only that he was open to the idea of sharing her. Sighing hard, she willed her pussy to behave itself for just a little longer.
“You know I’d love to head right over and let you force yourself on me,” she said. “I just have other obligations to tend to at the moment.”
“Business or pleasure,” he asked.
She wondered if she should be honest with him, but then reasoned that if he was going to be okay with it, then she might as well give it a shot.
“Definitely pleasure,” she said. “I’m heading over to my best friend’s house.”
“That one of the nerd friends you mentioned?” he asked.
There was no emotion in the response, so she couldn’t judge if he was jealous or just being inquisitive. Still, she was happy that he’d actually been paying attention to what she was saying about her friends.
“Yep, Kenny,” she said. “I usually go over there on Sundays and hang out. Kenny, Eric, and Bear usually take care of my needs and I take care of theirs.”
“So, would you say these needs are of a gaming nature, or sexual?” he asked.
“Oh, both really,” she sent, realizing that this was the moment that she was letting him know who she really was. A shiver of trepidation and excitement raced through her, and she bit her lip to see his response.
“So, you got a booty call from one of your boys and you’re racing over to tend to his needs?” he asked.
She could feel the bravado and confidence of his presence in the message, but knew that it was his way of flirting.
“No, baby, I texted him before work yesterday, so I knew I was going to go and fuck him even when we spoke last night. You were so sweet and vulnerable; I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”
“Jesus Christ,” he sent. “That might be the hottest… sluttiest thing I’ve ever read.”
She smirked, wondering if her radar had been off about how he was reacting.
“Don’t worry, though,” she sent. “I’m sure I’ll be able to handle taking on you jokers,” she replied.
“God damn,” he replied. “You sure are ruthless today. I can’t believe you’re going to go and fuck your three friends and then come and see your boyfriend and his roommate, Beck.”
She rolled her eyes, shaking her head in amusement. “Jealous?” she asked.
“Insanely. Don’t let those fools ruin that pussy too much,” he replied. “I plan on making use of it at some point. Maybe.”
She giggled but was still concerned that he wasn’t buying it.
“Bryce,” she sent. “I was serious when I said that being with me is going to be hard.”
She didn’t think she’d said that exactly, but the sentiment was the same.
“Aww, shit,” he replied. “My girl is worried that her real boyfriend is going to be jealous and not give her any of that good dick!”