After an extended long day, Samantha Daniels turned on the lights to her campus apartment she shared with her boyfriend.
"Nick? Nick, I'm home."
Silence.
She frowned when there wasn't a reply and walked into the living room, throwing her bookbag on the couch.
The last nine or so months had been draining; tests, classes, meetings with agents, book contracts to go over. Everything crammed into less than a year and Samantha felt like her life was on a racetrack at the Indy 500.
Make that her professional and college life, while the personal portion was what kept her somewhat sane.
Her man, Nick Andrews, constantly by her side, cheering her on and doing everything in his power to make her happy, and then there was her sometimes woman, Chandra Wills who assisted her with work and play. Despite all the help she'd been, she held true to her position of not being their third and this was what drove Samantha absolutely batty. No matter how many times Nick and Chandra tried to change Chandra's mind, their naughty dominatrix/slash librarian wouldn't give in. They'd sexed her, mostly Samantha since Chandra still didn't feel comfortable being alone with Nick. They'd submitted to her, allowed her to introduce them into her world of bondage and submission, and yet the woman wouldn't budge. Regardless, Chandra was determined to stay on the outside, but Samantha was just as stubborn and wouldn't give up.
Thankfully Nick was fully on board with this, desiring Chandra just as much as Samantha. She considered herself very lucky to have a wonderful man as her lover. Most might've left if they saw how much their woman wanted someone else.
Exhausted from the day's events, Sam leaned back on the sofa and plopped her feet up on the coffee table. She'd been running ever since seven from class to class then onto a romance author's symposium held off campus. Things had been hectic and it wasn't even time to graduate. Sam anticipated everything to be doubly tiring when May finally rolled around.
Just as she closed her eyes, her phone chimed, meaning she'd received a text message. She plucked it from her pocket and eyed the screen.
At the laundrymat. Wanna come keep me company?
Nick had taken a part time job at the campus laundrymat to make some extra cash. The pizza place wasn't paying enough and both of them had to get ready for graduation fees in a few months.
Sam smiled and pressed the buttons to respond.
Nah, I'm too tired. I'll just wait for you to get home.
And she really was. She'd just walked in the door and only wanted to take a hot bath then wait in bed for Nick. She was too tired to call Chandra over to join them.
Aw please, babe. I'm dying here. These Youtube videos are getting boring as hell.
Sam laughed and rolled her eyes. She really didn't want to move from this spot and wished Nick could find some other form of entertainment for this late evening.
Nick, I wanna take a bath and wait for you in bed. I'll make sure I'm fully naked and ready for you when you get back.
She grinned, pressed send, and toed her shoes off. Feeling her feet throbbing from walking all day in heels, she grimaced and slowly got up to walk to the bathroom. When she arrived, the phone buzzed again.
Sam, I need you here, babe. I'm doing our laundry, too and I think I left a small bag of soiled sheets behind. Not only will we have clean sheets, but I'll make the trip well worth your while.
"Ugh!" Sam turned to the left and headed into their bedroom, picking the bag up from the floor.
"You did that on purpose, Nick."
Aggravated, she slipped her shoes back on, grabbed her keys, and walked out to her car. Though the laundrymat wasn't far, there was no way in hell she'd be going anywhere with those aching feet.
* * * *
Nick peeked at his phone again and stuffed it into his back pocket. Most likely, no response meant his good looking woman would be here any moment with their sheets. He'd purposely wet them a little more because he knew how much she liked to keep things clean. Other than her dirty talk and mind, she was a neat freak and Nick played on it every chance he got.
Almost finished with their three loads, he began folding the towels along with their sheets and blankets. Working at the campus laundrymat had a lot of perks, like free laundry as well as access to the place after hours.
Nick was determined to make tonight fun for them because they'd been missing one another all week. Between school, him working and her going to various appointments, Nick hadn't seen much of his lady love other than early in the morning for breakfast or late night. He knew all of it was necessary for them to get through May then on to graduate school. Still, it didn't make it any less difficult for him to miss his woman and he thought an impromptu rendezvous would be exciting.
As he folded the last sheet, a tap on the glass disturbed him. He turned around, making a beeline for the front door. When he arrived, he twisted the lock, and opened the door wide.
"Hello, my sexy woman."
"Hello." Sam pressed her lips against his and pushed past him, dropping the bag on the floor. "Okay, so there's the bag. Are you almost done here so we can go home?" She petulantly crossed her arms over her chest.
Nick took a step back, noticing the dress she wore. Paisley print, spaghetti strapped outfit, just barely covering her voluptuous thighs with her black pumps to match; nude stockings and most likely red lingerie underneath.
As per usual, his woman was dressed to kill and Nick appreciated her going the extra effort to look good.
Only one woman could rival her in dressing sexy. Hopefully she'd come around and want to be part of their loving union.
"Almost done, but we still gotta wash these sheets."
"Yeah, but-"
Sensing a complaint, Nick cut her off, covering her lips with his own while he cupped her hips in his palms. He squeezed tight, yanking her fully into him while they shared a hot kiss.
"But?" His eyes met her wild blue gaze.
"Oh God, Nick, I swear, what you do to me." Sam dragged her fingers over his chest, rubbing his pecs through his white t-shirt.
He hissed from that feeling and bit his bottom lip.
"What I wanna do is make love to you before the night gets away from us." Nick pulled her forward and pressed her against the row of machines. He placed his hand flat on one of them, looking into her gorgeous baby blues.
"Here?" Nick, no, we can't do that here. What if we get caught?"
Nick shook his head. "Babe, we're not gonna get caught and even if we did, so what? Where's that hot exhibitionist who writes those saucy books, hmm?"
"Exactly, she's the one who writes, not the one standing in front of you," she snorted. "It sounds hot, but I don't know about all this. I mean, what if the boss comes by or..."
Nick lifted her chin up and pecked her lips. He traced them with the tip of his tongue before darting it in between them. "Love, my boss won't come by here, okay? Babe, I need you. Damn, ever since we started doing it bare, I can't get enough."
Sam curled her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. "It is true. It does feel good having you inside of me, completely bare. I just wish..."
Knowing what she was about to say, Nick captured her mouth again.
"I know, I know, I want her too, but she's stubborn as a damn ox. She refuses to come around and, perhaps we should just accept that she'll never want us long term."
Sam sighed, shrugging her shoulders.
"Maybe so, but I miss her like crazy. When we have sex, I feel guilty that you're not there with me. The same when we're alone, I want her there, too. God, I'm so freaking crazy, right?"
"No, no, of course not, but, we do need to start thinking about our future, most likely without her. Next year, I'm going to graduate school in Nevada and you're coming with me. I'm not leaving you behind, regardless of how you feel for her."
"No worries, I wouldn't let you." Sam pushed into him and crushed their lips together.
"Mmph." Nick lifted her up slightly, rubbing his erection against her thigh so she'd know he meant every word. With her still in his arms, he unbuttoned the top of his jeans so she could feel how hard he was for her.
"See what you do to me, Sam? I get like this whether it's with you or both of you at the same time."
"You're such a horn dog, Nick. I swear I can't resist you no matter how hard I try."
"Nope. Resistance is futile, my love." He put her down on the floor and shifted her around so her back would be against the machines. "Let me grab those sheets and put them in so we can get started along with the rinse cycle."
Sam laughed and grabbed his cock through his underwear, then smacked him on the buttocks.
Nick walked to the bag then turned the key on the soap dispenser, grabbing one out. Once he had it, he ambled back to the machine, throwing the sheets in and turning the key on the wash to get them started.
"Only a few minutes before they get going."
"And while they do..." Sam hiked up her dress, showing off her red lacy boycuts. One hand held it up while the other busied itself, pinching her clit through the soft fabric. She whimpered and licked her lips, while her fingers danced on the damp material.
"Shi..."
Nick ogled her a moment, then the machine so he wouldn't miss the opportunity to add the soap. He opened the attached door and poured the whole box in before tossing it aside.
"Oh yeah, babe. I love when you play with yourself."
Nick pressed both hands on opposite sides of her head and mashed his body against hers. The rumble of the machine sounded in the background, making a nice backdrop for what he'd wanted to do most of the day, or really the week.
Apparently aroused, Sam smashed their lips together and lifted her leg up for him to get a good angle. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders to maintain leverage.
With their lips still intertwined, he reached down, tugging at his jeans along with his underwear until they encircled his knees.
"Augh, Sam, oh God. I wanna be in you. I need, oh fuck!"
Nick moved away from the kiss and yanked at her panties, forcing them to give away. He tore them from her waist and lifted her up, thrusting his swollen, moist head inside her sex. The minute his dick connected with her pussy, he gasped from the sensation of her soft skin enveloping his cock. Damn, it had only been a couple of days since their last time making love, but the way it felt, it seemed a lot longer.
