Alex Friday night…
“Well, what?” Bryce asked, still looking at her with the same stupidly cute smile. “The girl I love doesn’t let me tell her what…”
He trailed off when he noticed her wide eyes and slight smile.
“What?” he asked.
“The girl you… love?” she asked, unable to keep from smiling.
He stammered several things at once but then sighed and gave her the same confident smirk he always wore. “Shut the hell up, you know damn well that I love your crazy ass,” he spat a few seconds later, scowling at her.
“Very sweet,” she said, scowling back playfully. “So… ‘He-Who-Loves-Me’… what was it you were you saying?”
“I’m not living that down, am I?” he asked, wincing.
“Nope, now finish what you were saying.” She felt a rush of excitement at being the one in control of things for the moment.
Instead of speaking he got up off the bed and pulled on some fresh underwear, then slipped on a pair of shorts and a clean shirt.
“You too embarrassed?” she asked.
He laughed for a few seconds, then turned back to regard her as she laid there on his bed. Stepping close, he reached down and took her hand, and gently pulled her to her feet.
“Yes… I said it,” he said, and looked directly into her eyes. “I love you. It slipped out, but it wasn’t a mistake.”
“Mmm…” she said, smirking at him. “Didn’t we just start dating? Should I be concerned that you’re going to get all overprotective?”
He chuckled quietly before continuing. “What I was going to say before it slipped out was that one of the things I… love… about you… is that you don’t let me tell you what to do. You just do freaky shit whether I’m around or not… and I fuckin’ love that about you.”
She laughed at his words but was unable to prevent herself from kissing the arrogant dork.
“Mind if I rinse off really quick?” she asked and couldn’t stop herself from looking at him all girly-like for a few moments before she was able to collect herself again and knock that crap off.
“Not at all,” he said. “I don’t have any fruity smelling soap though, so I hope you don’t mind smelling like a dude.”
“Well… strangers have already been rubbing on me half the evening, so I probably already do.” She winked at him playfully and flashed a mischievous grin.
He laughed at her in amusement and raised a single eyebrow again in that stupidly cute way he did that made her knees go weak. “So… are you thinking of doing some dirty shit or are you too tired tonight?” he asked.
“Definitely thinking about it,” she said, and reached down and began stroking his cock. “Do you think I should be subtle or obvious? I don’t want anyone to be weirded out.”
“I’d say subtle is better for now,” he replied, gently squeezing a breast again. “How are you going to start things without it being awkward, though?”
She sighed and pulled her hand back up, laying it on his chest as he pulled her closer, then started to come up with a plan. “Maybe I can just seduce them into taking turns with me,” she whispered, and gently nibbled his earlobe. “You can take your girlfriend to bed with a pussy full of cum.”
“Jesus,” he groaned. “You’re going to make me hard again if you don’t quit playin’,” he warned.
“That’s the idea,” she told him out. “Besides, you’re the one that said you like it when I just do dirty things without asking you,” she said.
“I did,” he confirmed.
“Well… that’s one of my favorite things about you too,” she whispered, careful to choose her words. “Why don’t you just… do like you did before when you came in my panties when I was still wearing them or seduced me so easily in the kitchen.”
“Yeah… that was fuckin’ hot,” he chuckled. He was quiet for a few moments before he turned and grinned confidently. “Go ahead and shower if you need to,” he said. “Just come and join us when you’re done.”
“Mmm, yes baby,” she whispered and gave him her best seductive wink.
***
It took a few minutes for her to find the clothes that weren’t still on her body, but she postponed slipping them on just yet. Finding a discarded towel on Bryce’s dresser, she slipped the rest of her clothes off and clutched them under her arm, then wrapped the towel around her. She smelled it first, of course, knowing full well what filthy shits boys could be.
Stepping out of his room, she was happy to hear the laughter and raucous conversation of the four guys as she hurried into the bathroom. Stripping out of the clothes she still had on, she hastily turned on the shower and hopped in.
She didn’t want to spend too long in there since it was already approaching midnight. She wasn’t worried about being out too late or anything but didn’t want to run the risk of Bryce or the other guys going to sleep before she got to have some fun with them.
She kept the water cold, knowing that the shock would wake her body up more and keep the shower itself short. As Bryce had said, though, he only had some masculine smelling body wash inside, so she was forced to use that. She enjoyed a laugh when she looked at the bottle, seeing that it was shampoo, conditioner, and body wash all in one. Sure… she was a tomboy compared to Toni, but she’d always been adamant about having nice, clean hair. One bottle was not going to do it for her, and she was glad that her hair wasn’t dirty. She and Bryce had been energetic during their first real sexual encounter, but thankfully he hadn’t gotten cum in her hair. She knew from experience how hard it was to get out.
Something gave her pause in that moment and she pulled the shower curtain aside, pausing to listen. It seemed like for a moment she heard multiple voices at once, murmuring around her. She caught the scent of perfume, then the oddly familiar smell of someone’s cologne, though whose it was, she couldn’t place. It passed quickly, though, and she wondered what had caused it. She briefly wondered what all that had been about but figured that she could likely just use a day of rest, or maybe treat herself to some time at the spa. She shook her head, silently admonishing herself for wasting time when there was fun to be had teasing the guys and tormenting her boyfriend into fucking her senseless again. Hopping out, she dried herself off and went about putting her uniform back on.
“He loves me,” she said, smiling at her reflection in the mirror. That was the first time that someone unrelated to her had actually told her that and meant it.
She was just about to slide her panties back on up under her provocative work skirt, but then flashed a devious smile at the reflection of herself in the mirror. Instead, she did a quick check of her appearance and re-styled her hair a bit before she was satisfied, then draped the panties on the door handle for one of the guys to find.
Giddy, she turned and left the bathroom, rejoining the others in front of the TV. She came in and saw that Bryce was sitting next to Marvin on the couch. The other two were sitting in other chairs and all four were watching ESPN as she moved around to join them.
Bryce grinned and subtly gestured for her to sit between himself and Marvin with a slight nod of his head. She giggled and was about to when she saw an opportunity for some fun.
“I’m gonna grab a drink,” she announced, turning toward the kitchen. “Can I get anyone else anything?”
“Beer me,” Bryce called out, and the others quickly seconded his idea. She pulled out four bottles and opened them, then added a water bottle for herself and went back into the living room.
“Hands are full, so you’ll just have to grab them,” she said, moving over to Marvin. She was trying to sound like it had been an innocent suggestion, of course.
He immediately moved his hands up and gripped both of her tits without hesitation, eliciting the requisite eyeroll from her and laughter from the others. A few seconds later she had the beer distributed and sat down between her groper and her boyfriend on the couch.
They’d stopped playing video games during her shower, but she figured that was probably a good thing as she wouldn’t have inattentive subjects for her imminent shenanigans. When she’d sat down, she immediately leaned into Bryce.
“Baaaaby,” she purred, looking up at him. “Would you give me a massage? I’m super sore from work.” When she spoke, she tried to make herself sound as innocent and playful as she could.
He sighed audibly, but she could see the subtle signs of a grin coming to his face. With a pointed look down at her, he gestured for her to get in position, his hands already moving to her shoulders.
She scooched forward on the couch and pulled her hair up with one hand, turning slightly toward Marvin. She glanced at him briefly and was amused to see that he was staring at her cleavage in the low-cut blue checkered top she was wearing.
“Are you waiting for my boobs to do a trick?” she asked, causing him to look up and laugh.
“Shit, busted,” he said.
“I’m teasing,” she assured him. “You know I don’t mind you enjoying my goodies.”
“Why’d you even bother putting your top back on, by the way?” Bryce asked, reaching around and cupping, then squeezing both of her ample breasts.
“Because its sexy you jackass,” she said, turning and frowning at him.
“Yeah, but I feel that it’s my duty to point out that you’ve got a spectacular set of tits that don’t need any skimpy shirts to make them look like a million bucks,” he replied.
“Dude got a point,” Marvin said, grinning at her.
“I dunno, I kinda like the mystery,” Vince countered. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, Alex, your titties are the nicest I’ve ever seen…”
“Or felt…” Bryce added.
“Or felt,” Vince agreed, pointing at him in confirmation. “But… lingerie is a thing for a reason, you know?”
“Flatterers,” she admonished, giggling at them.
Bryce was still squeezing and mauling both of her tits at that point, and she looked down pointedly. As she watched his roaming hands, she saw him move both higher up to her collarbone as he started speaking again.