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It has been an eventful summer. Mandy and I both had internships, and we both had stayed on campus. Mandy still lived with Jessica in her sorority house, and I was still living with John in the fraternity house.
That was all about to change though. Mandy was moving into an on campus apartment. John, Mike, a third fraternity brother Greg, and I had rented a house together and were getting ready to move in. Of the four of us John was the only one who was single. I had successfully gotten him laid on Spring Break, and he had also hooked up near the end of the spring semester with Nicole. Unfortunately Nicole had dumped him, partly because she thought he had a complex about the fact that I had slept with her first, but more so that she didn't think he was over Laura.
I didn't disagree with Nicole's assessment about Laura, but I found the other notion ridiculous. John had become very open-minded about sex, and had been in another threesome with Mandy and me over the summer. We had also had two more threesomes with Chelsea. I tried to talk her into a foursome with John and us, but she wasn't interested in him.
Near the end of the summer, John had started talking to Laura again. He hadn't seen her yet, because she was doing an internship out of town, but they talked on the phone all the time.
"Have you told her about the threesomes?" I asked him.
"No, but I told her that I had slept with three women while we have been broken up."
"You know, if she believes that rule in American Pie 2 that means she thinks you only slept with one girl, or maybe none."
"She didn't like American Pie, and she never saw the second one."
"Well that right there is reason enough not to get back together with her."
That made him laugh. "Seriously though, she was ok with that, but I don't want her knowing I had a threesome with you and Mandy."
"Fine," I said. "It's not like we are running around offering that information out anyway." I thought about Laura being fine with John sleeping with three women. She had definitely been the jealous type when they dated.
"How many guys has Laura been with?" I asked.
John kind of looked down and he mumbled, "A few, it's not really that big of a deal."
"Well, it's been six months, is it more than six?"
He nodded yes.
"Dude, come on. If you are embarrassed to say it then it's bothering you."
"It's 13, ok? Happy?"
"Damn, according to the rule of three from American Pie that really means she has been with 39 guys. And it doesn't matter if I am happy, are you?"
"Screw the rule of three, it's 13. And I haven't decided yet. I mean, she went a bit wild, but I have done some wild stuff too. She hasn't done any group stuff like I have. Plus she says she's learned a lot, and will let me do kinky stuff she wouldn't have tried back when we were dating. And of those 13, eight are from this summer, so I won't see them on campus ever."
"That means five guys are on campus. I'm not judging but if it bothers you then you need to know that." I decided to pivot to a more entertaining part of the topic. "What kind of kinky stuff is she going to let you do?"
"I don't know everything she means by it, but she said she'll let me tie her up, use toys on her, give her facials, and that she'll try anal."
"Does that mean she has already done anal?"
John paused. "I didn't even think about that. It probably does doesn't it?"
I just shrugged. I was pretty sure it did, but I wasn't going to tell him that without knowing it for a fact.
"Well, whatever she hasn't done a threesome yet and I have. And we totally should do it one more time, especially now with Mandy's new look."
That was another of the events of the summer. Mandy had been growing her hair out and it fell down past the tattoo between her shoulders. Then the day before this conversation, as soon as Mandy finished her internship, she dyed her hair blue. It looked awesome. She had gone with an icy, pastel blue, but included a few streaks of darker blue hair. It was incredibly sexy.
"If you already feel you can't tell Laura about having a threesome, you don't get to have another while you are considering getting back with her."
"Damn," he said. "Well, I guess that sort of makes sense."
"Yep, so you better make sure, keep in mind what you are giving up," I said jokingly.
"Dude, seriously, those threesomes with Mandy are the best sex I have ever had. It's crazy."
"She's better one on one, not in a threesome," I said smiling.
"Now you are just teasing me man..." then he added, "If I get back with Laura, and she is down, maybe we can trade one night." He nudged me with his elbow, and I could tell from his expression he was joking. He knew that neither Mandy nor I would agree to that deal.
"I think you would have had a lot more luck getting Nicole to try that."
"Oh...damn. I didn't even think about it when we were hooking up" John seemed genuinely disappointed that the idea had never occurred to him.
At that point I honestly didn't understand why John liked Laura so much. She had been kind of a bitch when they dated. She was boring, never wanted to do anything, and never would let John do anything either. She wasn't unattractive, but she wasn't particularly attractive either. She had braces, dirty blonde hair, a plain face, and a thin body with a small chest (and John was definitely a "boob guy"). She was cute, but nothing about her really stood out physically. Also John had told me that of the four women he had slept with, she was the worst in bed. Mandy was his favorite, followed by Nicole.
A few weeks later I would change my mind about Laura. Since I had least seen her she had gotten her braces off and bought a pair of new D cups. Much more importantly, her summer of sex had caused her to relax, she was suddenly fun to hang out with, and she treated John much better than before. John said that her newfound sexual experience had made her much better in bed. He claimed she was slightly better than Nicole, but still not as good as Mandy. As I have never slept with her, I have to take his word on it. Fast forward to today, they are married with kids. She still doesn't know about the threesome, but they're happy with each other.
I left my conversation with John to go meet up with Mandy. We were planning on sneaking into her sorority house to have sex.
Now at this point I should tell you a few things about sororities, in case you don't know or in case they were different on your campus. There were no guys allowed in the bedroom areas of a sorority house, except on move-in and move-out days. They were really strict on this rule. Also, while sororities and fraternities were fairly comparable in size at our school, sorority houses were way smaller than fraternity houses and not nearly as many girls could live in them. While fraternity houses on our campus all had at least 20 bedrooms, a sorority house may have about 10.
That meant there was almost no one at the sorority house for the summer. Of the dozen or so girls who started the summer there, over half took short semester classes only. There were only 4 girls still there, and the other three were all gone this weekend for a wedding. The girl getting married was older, and had graduated before Mandy started school, so she had the house to herself for the weekend.
Still, I had to be careful sneaking into the house. A neighbor could see and still get Mandy in trouble. Mandy let me in the back door, and made me double check that no one saw me. My sexy blue haired angel was wearing a yellow sundress. She didn't have a bra on, and her nipples were visibly poking against the fabric. I pulled her to me and gave her a deep kiss.
"I love you so much baby," I told her.
She kissed me again and said, "I love you too."
That was the other big event of the summer. The biggest to us. I had told Mandy I loved her, and she told me that she loved me too. I had never said that to a girlfriend before, it was a first for both of us. At 19 years old this was a big deal to us. Now we said it all the time.
Mandy grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs to her room. We came to a hall with six doors down it. I had no idea which one was hers, having never been up here. Mandy led me to the middle one on the right and opened the door.
I followed her in the room and closed the door behind us. Then I nearly had a heart attack.
"Hah! I caught you!"
Jessica, who wasn't even taking classes that summer, jumped out from behind the door. What made it even more startling was what she was wearing. She had on a black corset, a strap-on, and nothing else.
"You know guys aren't allowed up here! Now you have to go to Standards!" She shouted, in a very overly dramatic way.
Standards was the board of sisters that decided punishment for the girls when they broke a rule.
"Oh no!" Mandy said, in the way you expect someone in a high school Shakespeare play to speak. Then she put her arm up with her wrist on her forehead, "I can't go to Standards!"