Honestly, I'm not sure how it first started. I'm in a very loving relationship and we truly are soulmates. She's the love of my life. She's the most beautiful woman in the world.
"Daniel I'd like for you to meet my roommate, Caroline." At the back of the bar, in the dark glow of a stereotypical leather couch and deer antlers uptown bar, I am met face to face with a future decision that would ruin my life.
--Summer of 2024--
I bought the ring and was buzzing from the energy of getting to spend the rest of my life with Kate. From the moment I met her in college, I was purely infatuated. Her joy and exuberance for life brightened up every room. Although she acted like a "goth girl," I learned quickly she's closer akin to a golden retriever. Kate has brown hair, she wears it in bangs, she wears it long, the only thing she doesn't do is keep the same style. The most beautiful blue eyes you'll ever see. Every moment looking at her feels like you're getting drawn into a perfect abyss. It is so easy to just lose track of time looking at her. She's also got a nose ring, and that is one of my weaknesses. She has numerous tattoos, and each one is beautiful telling a story across her body... speaking of her body, it is to die for: voluptuous curves soft and yet firm in the right areas. It is easy to tell she was blessed, but also puts in hard work at her usual Pilates classes. I wouldn't have it any other way.
"Hey Daniel!" Caroline exclaims over the loud music track someone just recently put on the touch tunes. I wouldn't consider myself a snob when it comes to music, but I would argue that real music needs actual musicians in a studio, and not just some electronic jumble made to soothe our busy brains.
"It is about time I met the man that is going to steal away my best friend." Caroline has a naturally sly way of speaking. If I was still single, I'd guess she was trying to flirt. But that is just the way she talks according to Kate.
"Ya ya, maybe we could have seen each other sooner if you weren't always finding a way to be busy when I come over to see Kate." I rattle back at her. I've learned from Kate that teasing back is the quickest way to earn her friend's respect.
"Give me a break!" Caroline leans over to place her neat whiskey down on one of the high-top tables beside me. I catch a brief glimpse of her cleavage and snap back to reality... I'm engaged! Knock it off man.
At this point, Kate butts into the conversation so that we don't leave her out entirely, "Cmon Caroline, you do have to admit it can't be much coincidence that every time he is over you find an excuse to bolt..." The girls start badgering each other back and forth about who has done more wrong to each other meanwhile I can't help but take in this beautiful scene. How did I ever end up in a bar with two of the most beautiful women in any room?
Caroline is nothing like Kate. Where Kate is 5 foot 8, Caroline is more like 5 foot 4 on a good day. Caroline has bright blonde hair that is reminiscent of a movie star. She's very fit. When I say very fit, I mean she works out extensively every day and eats very little junk food. All that combines into a skinny, but toned physique. I have read stories about women that workout all the time and then are described as having massive boobs and generous bottoms, but that is not Caroline. I would not say she looks like a boy, but she really has no curves to speak of compared to my Kate... but for some reason she's alluring to me. Maybe it is the nose ring. Maybe it's the stark contrast to Kate, but something about these two really makes my heart jump.
"Earth to Danny! Wake up sleepy boy." Caroline says. Why has she already given me a nickname? Man, that daydream must've taken me out, because now both Kate and Caroline are on their 3rd drink each.
"Sorry, nothing going on in this head. Maybe I'm just tired from having to deal with you women all night." Truth be told, I loved it. I loved having two ladies with me, something about the idea that most guys would fall on their own sword just to have a night with them. It felt right being here with them, I loved Kate and meeting her friends was an important step in our relationship. I already knew basically all of them, I never understood why it took so long to finally meet Caroline. I had an inkling she tried to avoid me, but hopefully it isn't because she secretly hates me.
"Sure, thing big man. You can't hide that stupid smirk. I think I know a little bit about how your brain operates." Kate pokes at me. "What's the deal, are you feeling a little proud of your possie."
"Don't embarrass me, I'm just relishing in the night. It is beautiful out, you look beautiful, the leather couches are beautiful. It feels like a beautiful night." Kate immediately blushes and puts her arm around me. I thought it was a sweet gesture, but she started pinching at my sides. I always try and play Kate's emotional chords whenever I'm flustered. It lets me get myself back under control. I think she really loves me just as much as I love her which is surprising.
"What a cheesy man! 'the couches are beautiful'" Kate says in a deep manly mocking tone. I was asking for that one. We all burst out laughing and they both start beating me up playfully. This is good.
A little description of me: 6 foot 3 with brown hair even though as a kid it was bleach blonde, not sure how that happened. I also have a dad bod through and through. I can certainly throw some weight around in the gym, but I am not toned, hard, and chiseled. I'd describe it more like soft, big, and hairy. All that said, I am conventionally attractive. I can grow a nice beard, combined with a solid looking face and greenish blue eyes. I'm not a model, but when I look in the mirror, I'm confident and proud of who I am.
"Alright, well if you are done zoning out, Caroline and I have been talking by ourselves for nearly 30 minutes... we would appreciate some additional input on something." Kate led me to Caroline with her eyes and I knew exactly what it would be about.
"This poor woman has been alone now for weeks ever since she broke up with John, go be her wingman real quick. There's a handsome man over at the barstools that just looks like he's itching for some company." Kate nudges me while she says this.
"He looks dark, mysterious, and handsome... quite the combo for our little cheerleader here." I say out loud, probably going to regret that one. I look over at Caroline and she chuckles a little. One of those cute, princess chuckles that makes her look dignified.
Kate stands up and takes my arm and leads me over nearby the bar so I can make an entry. She whispers in my ear, "If this is successful and she goes home with him, let's just say there's a nice gift waiting for you in my empty apartment." Something about her hot breath combined with the smell of liquor just cleared out my brain. Instantly, there was nothing in the world that could have stopped me from becoming friends with this guy at the bar.
"Hey, I'll have what he's having." I say as I pull up into the seat next to Mr. Dark Mystery. "Looks like gasoline, usually I don't drink, but what is the occasion for you?"
"This is where my brother and I would come every Friday before he joined the Army." Mr. Dark Mystery kept looking down at the stained wood counter. Looked to me like there were drops around where his glass was sitting. Probably just from previous drunk bar goers spilling shots. "I think I still come back here every night hoping he might show up."
I quickly shot a glance back towards the ladies and they were nowhere to be seen. I check my locator app and see they've already took off and headed back to their apartment. Instantly feel a ping of irritation, but also a little bit of jealousy because I am supposed to be home alone with Kate... whatever.
I end up staying and talking to Mr. Dark Mystery for hours. Turns out his name is Phillip, and his brother never came home from his first deployment. It felt like leaving the bar at 2am with him was the place I was meant to be. He certainly isn't important to this story, but his story is important. We are all just getting by in our own strange ways, and in that moment, hearing about Phillip made me feel like this night was exactly as it was meant to be.
Luckily the bar is within walking distance of Kate's apartment, so I started meandering on back unaware of what was in store for me when I got there. A crucial piece of information that you need to know is that at this point Kate and Caroline's apartment building had locks that could be unlocked with an access code. She told me it's awesome because I can come over whenever I want and use the code on my phone. Well in theory it is awesome, in practice it makes for some real awkward encounters when I can just walk in at any time.
So, there I was, walking in at any time and in the dark of the apartment at 2am, I see Caroline sprawled out on her mattress with her door wide open and she is wearing a pajama top but no bottoms. Her hand is clearly in her panties, but she isn't moving. I call out for someone to let them know I'm hear so they don't freak out when they see a man entering their apartment at 2am. She doesn't move still. My dick is rock hard now, hoping for some action with Kate. I softly move inside closer to her mattress and hear her soft breath. She has clearly passed out while giving herself the business. I learned from so many people growing up to respect a drunk woman, so I never touch a woman inappropriately who cannot consent. However, she looks so peaceful and beautiful, I just start stroking my dick nearby. I get a nice angle of her ass, and it is turning me on so much the fact that Kate is in the other room while I masturbate to her friend. Ok I am a little drunk too and before I know it, I have my hand on her ass. In my right mind, I should have bolted, but I was drunk and horny.
As I am squeezing Caroline's butt, she starts to shuffle a little bit and her legs separate slightly. Weird, but I'm not complaining. I keep stroking my dick, but now I feel the warmth inside her panties. It is so wet, and I can hear her start to softly moan into her pillow. I start to move my hand closer inside of her panties and again, she shifts, almost like she is allowing me to. As soon as my finger enters her soft slit, I am overwhelmed by my pent up horniness and the situation. I am way too far over the line and I start cumming hard. Shooting my massive load all over Caroline's back. Shit. I quickly shuffle out of her room and start to head back to Kate's after some rough post nut clarity. But then I hear Caroline's sheets rustling, and then it sounds like someone was smacking their lips, tasting something.
... I make a mental note of how strange that was.
I go in to check on Kate and see her snuggled up in her perfection. She is so cute. I give her a kiss on the cheek and climb into bed after washing my face and brushing my teeth. I love this little life of ours.
--A Few Weeks Later--
Nothing crazy happened over the next day, not even much over the next week. I did go back and see Phillip. He's doing better. However, something weird kept nagging at the back of my head. Why was Caroline's door open and why did she not respond when I made all that noise when entering their apartment? It seemed strange enough especially considering what happened next.
