All of my writing is fiction and the stories and characters are all products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the imaginary characters and their lives. Comments are always encouraged and carefully reviewed. All characters within the story that need to be are 18 years of age or older. Hope you enjoy!
This is the continuation of The New Boarder series, in which Sammi has moved in with Veronica and Larry, a young married couple, in order to attend her freshman year of college. Not a totally unusual situation but many interesting things develop. As mentioned above, comments are always welcome and reviewed.
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Sammi was confused. Sammi was puzzled. Sammi was excited.
Sammi could hardly imagine what had happened just that short while ago, and what Veronica had said. She
knew
what she had said but was that what she meant? If she
meant
what she said, could Sammi really be a part of it? If she meant what she said, Sammi would HAVE to be a part of it.
She could hardly breathe thinking about it. What had she said?
"So, what didn't happen today, that you kind of stopped, would you like for it to happen?"
Plus, have you ever been with another woman?"
"Maybe we should try that too. And, I'm sure Larry would love to watch that."
Those were the things she'd said and Sammi thought she might be willing to try it all. But, all of it meant going places she'd never been, doing things she'd sort of done, some of them, but certainly not all. It made her shiver.
It also made her speculate just a little, something she wasn't particularly comfortable with but sometimes had to be done. Finals were approaching and that would require study, lots of study -- she had to pass and have reasonable grades if she wanted her parents to continue funding her school. And, more importantly, right at this moment, keep her living with Veronica and Larry and whatever might be happening there.
If it did happen, and she was sure it would, well, pretty sure after what Veronica had said, it could put a hole in her study time, depending on what and how long and, shit, she was going berserk with this thinking and not knowing. But there was only one way she'd know.
Maybe she should just ask. They had been standing in the kitchen, cleaning up after dinner and Veronica had just stood there and suggested these things to her, right in the kitchen. But, what words could she use and how would she go about confronting her about it. "Is this a good night for me to join you so I can have sex with your husband." She used the F-word sometimes and that's what Veronica had said to her. "You didn't fuck him, did you?" She wasn't going to be 'making love' to Larry, that was for Veronica to take care of. So, for her, just having sex might be the best choice.
Guh, this was so hard, she thought. How'd she gotten into this in the first place? Stupid listening at their bedroom door that wouldn't latch properly. Then recording it. Without that she'd never have known that Veronica had taken a pair of her panties from the laundry basket and made Larry sniff them. Actually, she had finally made him taste them. Of course, she had worn them the next day under those baggy shorts so that Larry could look up the leg and see them one more time. And that's how she had gotten into the middle of all this and was well on her way to going at least one step further, and maybe more. After the oral sex that had happened the other morning though, that one step was a big one.
It had gotten a little more complicated lately -- maybe those things Veronica had said to her kind of, in one way or another, negated the complications but Sammi wasn't sure. Her parents had given Larry and Veronica money for room and board, exactly what they'd have paid Ohio State for them. Veronica had suddenly realized that Sammi was spending her own money for lunches and had evidently felt very guilty as she was now giving Sammi 'lunch money'. It was nice not to be spending her money for lunches, but it made Sammi feel a little like a third-grader again, getting her lunch money from 'Moma'. She felt a little like Veronica was trying to force her into being a little girl rather than the hot, long-haired, and nicely proportioned babe she knew she was. And that was different for her too, feeling that way.
Veronica, in the meantime, was wondering just why she'd said what she said to Sammi. She decided she had gotten a little excited when she'd realized what had happened between Sammi and Larry and her hormones got the best of her, the wrong ones anyway, and she'd said things she might want to take back. But, how could she take them back? The girl-girl thing particularly. She'd never really thought about something like that before but, there'd be just the three of them and there were two females. Plus, she thought she remembered saying something about Larry enjoying that. She hoped Sammi didn't think she wanted to go off somewhere with her, and, well . . . Anyway, she hoped she'd said something like that.
It had been two days now and she was in the kitchen fixing dinner. But she was still thinking. She decided she'd just have to talk with Sammi about it. Sammi had looked a little shocked and uncertain when she'd said those things, at least what she thought she'd said, so maybe she wasn't really ready to try those things. She also wasn't quite sure how to bring this up to Larry. She was certain she knew what his reaction would be but she did wonder if he'd put on his 'good guy' act and refuse, but then give in when Veronica insisted. If she really wanted to torment him, she could bring it up, let him refuse, and then just say, "okay."
She decided that's what she'd have to do - not the refusal, just the talk with Sammi about it.
Today at school, Andy had told Sammi in his usual very indirect manner, that he wouldn't mind having another date with her as the first one had been . . . And right there, even his indirectness had disappeared and he left it hanging. The suggestion, not that other thing. But it was that other thing that Sammi was thinking of.
She'd gone online to try to find out why it had hurt so badly the first time, the fact that he seemed to think that slippery little tube she had just kept on going forever. So, he had just plunged that instrument in, like he thought it might come out the other end - and it had hurt. She'd read that some women actually find it pleasurable but she evidently was not a part of that 'some women'. She had chuckled while she was reading, thinking that maybe she'd get one of those Sharpie's and draw a line on that thing and tell him he needed to stop before the line disappeared and if it did disappear, the date was over and there'd be no more of them. Andy did need a little practice though if he was going to match Larry in the oral department. She might be able to help him there a little if she wanted him to get better.
She had told Veronica that Andy was a techno-geek and Veronica had suggested that techno-geek rhymed with nerd and, much as she didn't like to admit it, in some ways, it was very true. Sammi was a little ashamed of herself now because that first date with Andy was just her way of 'rewarding' him for all the ways he'd helped her and she was realizing just how egotistical that was and was fighting to feel ashamed about it. Andy had wanted another date and she was about to agree to it but was probing herself to determine why she was doing it. It would make Andy happy, that was for sure. If it ended like the first date, it would make her happy as well but she knew it was a sham as she had no feelings of affection for Andy. He was just a good friend who enjoyed helping her and she was thankful for that, but that was about as far as it was going to go.
Maybe it was just give and take. Each would get what they wanted. As long as Andy understood that and wasn't looking for more. She wondered why things couldn't just be simple. She'd just tell Andy she liked his cock and they could have dates and have sex but that would be all and he'd say that was fine was him and he enjoyed it when she gave him a blowjob too, before they had the sex. No romance or attractions or connections or any of that crap. So simple. She'd skip the part about it being kind of payback for all the help he'd given her. But then, it wouldn't be that simple thing she wanted after all. Shit!
'
She'd run into Andy outside of U-hall and gotten the usual big smile.
"Got any problems today, Sammi?" He always wanted to help but she couldn't tell him
he
was a part of the problem she was having.
.
"All good, Andy."
"Want to go out with me on Saturday?" Still the big smile.