Brandon’s apartment wasn’t too far away, and Zoey parked along the street, Sam pulling up behind her and following the young woman upstairs. He lived on the second floor, and Zoey said that he had a roommate, but he was most likely working.
The door was unlocked, and Sam smirked as Zoey led her inside and showed her around, still looking a little nervous.
“So,” Zoey said. “Can I… get you a drink?”
“Water would be great,” Sam said.
She smirked as the other girl turned and ducked into the kitchen, emerging a few seconds later with a water bottle and offering it to her. Sam opened it and took a drink, thanking the young woman and looking around.
“Boys,” she said, shaking her head and drawing giggles from Zoey.
There wasn’t a single picture or piece of art on the walls, and it was obviously a bachelor pad. The TV was huge, and he had three different video game systems in front of it, along with two gaming chairs, and a couch behind them.
Zoey surprised her then, and took her hand, leading her to what she assumed was Brandon’s bedroom.
“Is this okay?” she asked, looking nervously at Sam.
“Of course,” Sam said, relaxing on the bed.
Zoey grinned and sat down beside her. The two started to talk and get to know each other. The excitable young woman got more and more used to Sam, and soon didn’t seem as nervous as she had been before. They discussed Sam and her family, and Zoey and hers, then school, and of course Brandon.
“So, he’s just been your boyfriend for a few months then?” she asked.
“We met at a party,” she confirmed. “I let him be my first. Since then… it’s been a fun ride. He’s obviously really cute, and girls notice him, but I don’t feel like I need to worry about him cheating on me or anything. I just… don’t get that sort of vibe.”
“Me either,” Sam agreed. For what it’s worth, though, I’m sorry for offering to give him a blowjob.”
Zoey giggled. “Honestly, Sam, I’m surprised he passed on that. You know boys.”
“I do,” Sam replied, giggling along with her. “I was pretty surprised myself, believe it or not.”
Both girls enjoyed a laugh at his expense, but then Sam noticed the other grow suddenly serious.
“I’m really sorry that we watched the video,” Zoey said finally.
“Oh… don’t worry about it,” Sam said, shaking her head. “I told Brandon to stop watching it, but he said that you guys really liked it.”
The other girl reluctantly confirmed as much.
“Can I ask what you like about it so much?” Sam asked.
“There’s just something so… innocent and vulnerable about the girl… well… you… in that video. I thought that she was just a really good actress and was doing a great job of making us feel like she didn’t know the camera was there. It’s so… taboo and hot to see something like that.”
Sam winced internally at the thoughts that her words were bringing up but wasn’t about to take her own issues out on the poor, unsuspecting young woman.
“I’m sorry that he put it up on that site,” Zoey said. “I wouldn’t have watched it if I had known it was actually real and you didn’t know. But, if it makes you feel any better, I thought you were actually someone else.”
Sam looked over at her in surprise. The two were laying on Brandon’s bed, both of them having taken a moment to smooth the sheets and covers out. “Someone else?”
“A porn star,” Zoey confirmed. “I mean, I didn’t think I was going to school with a porn star, I thought the girl in the video was a porn star.”
“Oh,” Sam said, snickering. “Well, that’s good, I guess. I’m not sure how I feel about looking like a porn star, but I guess worse things could happen. What’s her name?”
“Tiffany Lace,” she said as she turned and grabbed Brandon’s laptop from the bedside table.
After turning it on, she opened a browser and typed in the girl’s name. A few seconds later, Sam was surprised to see someone that looked a lot like her on the screen.
“Wow,” she said, drawing a giggle from Zoey.
“See what I mean?” she asked.
Sam nodded. “So, you like her?”
“She really does it for me,” she admitted, and blushed immediately.
Sam laughed at her timid nature, then leaned in and gently kissed the young blonde, drawing a surprised whimper of appreciation and a nervous laugh as she pulled back a second later. Zoey darted forward again though, and kissed Sam again. Warm, affectionate kisses pressed against her lips several times before Zoey finally sat back, breathing hard.
“Sorry, I just… had to.”
Sam giggled, pulling her back down for another kiss, before letting her go.
“Don’t worry about it, I wanted to do that too.”
Zoey was obviously ecstatic with what was happening, and Sam couldn’t blame her.
“So… can I ask… are you bisexual?” Zoey asked, reaching out and playing with Sam’s long hair.
She nodded in response. “I am,” Sam said. It was odd to hear her own voice saying it, and she couldn’t help but feel happy about the admission. There was the sound of a key turning in the lock and Sam looked over at Zoey.
“Brandon,” Zoey said, glancing at the clock.
Sam nodded. It was a minute after class was supposed to have let out.
“Y’all fuckin?” he called out, slamming and locking the door behind him.
“Yep, go away,” Zoey yelled back, giggling and moving closer to Sam.
He entered in a hurry, looking a little out of breath. Dropping his stuff, he began to kick his shoes off, and Sam desperately hoped that he was going to strip down then and there. He stopped after his shoes, though, and she frowned as he slid down on the bed between the two.
“I was lying next to her,” Zoey pointed out, frowning.
Brandon ignored her and grabbed his laptop. “What have you two been up to?” he asked.
“We painted the living room,” Zoey said. “We’re talking, jackass. What does it look like?”
Sam giggled again, then watched as Zoey quickly stood up, then plopped down in front of Brandon as he sighed and backed up.
“Ah, you showed her your favorite porn star,” he said, tossing his laptop haphazardly to the floor with a loud thud.
Zoey giggled, nodding as he turned back and put an arm around her waist. She turned though, and surprised Sam by leaning in and kissing her again.
A soft whimper escaped Zoey’s lips, and Sam caressed her new friend’s cheek gently. A few seconds later, they broke the kiss, but stared quietly at each other for a few seconds before sliding back apart. After a few seconds, Zoey slid back up against Brandon, who kissed her neck.
“You two are so cute together,” Sam said. “You’re gorgeous and sexy and he’s… well, he’s okay.”
Brandon rolled his eyes as Zoey laughed.
“Oh hush, you know we both think you’re cute,” Sam said.
He was obviously happy about that, and the three laid on the bed, relaxing and talking.
“Can I ask you something?” Zoey asked a little later.
“Of course,” she said as she looked over.
“What was that video?”
Sam winced, unable to conceal it.
Zoey immediately frowned, holding a hand out to her. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t…”
“It’s okay. It’s just… It’s fine,” she said, clearing her throat.
She had to find a way with being okay about telling people what happened. They were obviously going to find out and she had to figure out how to deal with it without making them feel any worse about asking than they obviously did.
“The man in the video was my church pastor,” Sam said.
Zoey gasped, covering her mouth and sitting up, while Brandon frowned.
“He was very persuasive, and he set about seducing me, using a fake divorce with his wife as a means to get me into bed with him. He convinced me to suck his dick for several months and would eventually try and have sex with me. His wife was an accomplice for the whole thing, and eventually, it all blew up when I realized how naive I’d been. My boyfriend recently found out about it all and couldn’t handle it. He blew up at me and so we’re… broken up.”
Brandon’s face was one of shock, as was Zoey’s.
“But I’ve adjusted well and I’m doing much better than I was before,” Sam said. “I just… didn’t know he recorded me, obviously,” she said.
“Sam, I’m so… so sorry,” Zoey said.
Sam shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. Let’s just not think about it, okay?” she asked, putting a hand on Zoey’s arm comfortingly.
The other girl nodded, but Sam could see that she was having trouble moving on.
“One thing that I took from the incident,” Sam said, hoping this would help spur things passed this conversation, “is that I’ve got a ravenous sexual appetite, I love oral sex, and as I mentioned earlier, I’m bisexual.”
Both Zoey and Brandon seemed to grow less apprehensive, and she knew she had been successful getting them past the hump, so to speak.
“So, you’ve actually been with another woman?” the other girl asked.
Sam giggled and nodded.
“Would you like to see what it’s like?” Sam asked, drawing a surprised look from Zoey.
“Oh… I…” she stammered.
Sam could tell that it was way too soon and held up a calming hand. “It’s okay,” she said. “I just didn’t want you guys to dwell on the bad. I’m really okay.”
Zoey nodded. “I’m glad,” she said. “You seem like a great person.”
Brandon groaned behind them, sighing audibly.
“What?” Sam asked, smirking at him.