In Grad school I got myself into a little situation that took some creativity to get out of. I was dating a beautiful girl named Shelley, but we'd gotten into a fight just before the winter holidays and decided to take a break. No one believed this break was permanent, but it was a break nonetheless. In the meantime, I helped Rose, a former friend with benefits, move into the apartment across the hall when her old lease expired. Of course, I did it for two reasons, first, because I'm a nice guy, and second, because I could use the benefits.
Rose moved in on a Saturday and by Monday, after a weekend full of sex, we'd exchanged keys to each other's apartments. Rose and I both had reasons to keep our arrangement a secret. I didn't want my break with Shelley to become permanent, and Rose had a boyfriend back home, whom all of our classmates had met and liked. Hell, even I liked him.
After a couple of weeks of sleeping at Rose's or Rose sleeping at my apartment, I discovered from Shelley, my ex, that there were suspicions about what was going on with Rose. When I asked why she thought there was something going on, Shelley responded that a mutual friend, Kyleah, had said something. I told Rose that night that Kyleah was on to us and we devised a plan to keep her from talking.
That weekend I approached Kyleah while at a bar and asked her why she thought something was going on between Rose and I. She said she could just tell. I bought Kyleah another drink, rubbed her leg and said, "I really don't want you to get the wrong idea about Rose and I. I'd hate to think some false impression you have about her and I might ruin the chances for something to happen between you and I."
Her eyes told me she was interested, but she removed my hand from her leg and replied, "Even if we did sleep together, that wouldn't change the fact that you're also sleeping with Rose. It would just mean you're a horny prick."
"If I was sleeping with Rose," I whispered in her ear, "would I risk bringing someone else back to my place right across the hall?" I rubbed my hand up her side as I leaned back onto my stool.
We stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds before Kyleah said, "I tell you what. I'm going to go powder my nose. Why don't you pay the bill and we can get out of here." She kissed my lower lip and walked towards the back. I pulled out my cell phone, typed in the text "30 min," pressed send, and asked for the check.
Back at my place Kyleah and I wasted no time. I got on my back on my bed, with her straddling me. We fumbled under each other's clothes, pulling off her blouse and popping open her bra. Her beautiful 38D breasts seemed happy to be free. She pulled my shirt off over my head and I wrapped my lips around her left breasts, sucking on the nipple, then the right breast, while working my hand down the back of her jeans. Kyleah pushed my down to the bed, and began opening my pants. She pulled down my jeans and underwear, revealing my now hard cock. She grabbed it with one hand and licked the length of my shaft. Once, twice, three times she licked it before taking my sac into her mouth and licking my balls. I held her long blond hair out of her way with one hand, while grabbing the bed sheets with pleasure with my other hand. I looked down at her head bobbing up and down on my cock and said, "Let me get a taste of that pussy."