Kim held her hands to the sides of Megan's face as they kissed. Not that Megan would have pulled away, but she was always shy about showing affection in public places. No one else was in the hallway that led to the bathrooms right now, but someone could come around the corner at any moment. Kim listened to the clink of dishes and low murmur of conversation as she enjoyed the warm feel of Megan's mouth. Their tongues stroked and slid around each other, sending tingles down her body. Shy though she may be, Megan was a great kisser.
A startled "Excuse me" caused them to break their kiss. A middle-aged man with dark hair had come around the corner and almost collided with them. Megan's face flushed a bright red, visible even in the dark hallway on her pale skin. Kim couldn't help smiling, frozen there as the man passed behind her and went into the bathroom. Once he was gone she tried to capture Megan again, but the embarrassed girl slipped out of her grasp and headed back toward the cafe floor.
She followed Megan with a smile on her face. When she looked back reproachfully, Kim said, "I'm sorry". But she wasn't - not really. Not only was she unlikely to ever regret a chance to make out with the adorable girl in the blonde curls leading her back to their table, but she'd actually felt a thrill at being caught.
Kim was three years Megan's senior and had considerably more experience at sex in all it's forms. She'd been watched and done the watching; sometimes both at once in an occasional threesome. She'd even been with girls before, though the relationship she had with Megan was something special. She was falling for her hard.
But right now it was still something they were exploring. They'd known each other for several years, but only in the last few months had the flirting progressed to physical affection. Megan had never been with another girl before, and Kim didn't want to push her too far. Weeks of cuddling had slowly progressed to making out. Now they'd spend the night together on the weekends going a bit further each time. Last Saturday Kim had fingered Megan to an orgasm while licking her sensitive nipples. She had been dreaming all week of doing that again.
But now it was Friday night and it looked like all those dreams were going to be for naught.
Megan sat down at their little table and Kim took the spot across from her. The cafe was called "Cup O' Books" and it catered to the students at their college that didn't care to go to the bars. Most of the tables only sat two people, but there were lots of sofas and fabric chairs around to relax on. Books filled shelves along the wall, free for the reading or taking. The only rule was you had to leave a new book if you were taking one home. It kept their collection varied. The cafe mascot, a long-haired cat named Muggle, lounged in the bay window near them.
"I
am
sorry," repeated Kim. "But if we aren't going to get to spend the night together I just couldn't help taking any chance I'd get." She reached across and took one of Megan's hands in hers, running her thumb back and forth along the back.
Megan frowned as she looked down at their hands. "I'm disappointed too, you know. But my roommate is going to be in my dorm room all weekend, and you know how uncomfortable she gets around us." She flicked her eyes to Kim's and then away. "And it's not like
your
roommates are any better."
Kim lived off-campus in a house with two guys and one girl - old friends from her wilder days. It's not that her roommates were unsupportive of her dating Megan. It was more the opposite. They took great delight in teasing her about it. Innuendo would quickly become outright ribald comments as the blush grew to cover Megan's entire face. It was adorable, but Megan really didn't like it and Kim tried to keep her away from the worst of the teasing.
Still, if it meant they'd not get to spend the night together at all, maybe she could convince them to stay quiet. Just for one night. She grimaced to herself at the thought - it was highly unlikely. "Get a hotel room?" she asked hopefully.
Megan shook her head. "I can't afford that and neither can you".
Kim glanced around the room as she mused on the problem. The cafe was fairly crowded, and her eyes trailed over the faces as she said, "So we need a place to stay for free where we can do whatever we want". Megan took a drink of her tea, though she didn't pull her hand back from Kim's grasp. She looked every bit as sad as Kim felt.
Abruptly Kim realized she'd been staring at the same face for some time. A boy about her age was sitting in one of the armchairs across the room reading a book. He had straight, reddish-brown hair and wore round glasses. He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and had one leg resting on the other knee.
Recognition clicked and Kim identified this as Brandon. She hadn't noticed him there earlier, so he must have come in while they were in the bathroom or hallway. He wasn't part of her regular friend circle - more a friend of a friend. But she'd seen him before and talked with him. He was sweet and funny, and there was a time she'd hoped he might ask her out. But he never had, and since then she'd started her relationship with Megan.
He also, if she recalled correctly, lived alone in an apartment.
"What?" asked Megan. Kim blinked at her in surprise. "You're grinning like the Cheshire Cat. What are you thinking about?"
"I just thought of somewhere we could go," Kim said.
Megan perked up. "Really, where?"
Kim licked her lips, then leaned in conspiratorially. Megan leaned in as well, puzzled. "Do you remember when we talked about having a threesome?"
Megan reared back, face flushed. "Um ... as an idea, yeah".
It had actually come up a couple of times during their lovemaking sessions. Megan was fascinated by Kim's sexual adventures and would ask questions about them. The more turned on she got, the more she wanted to know. When near orgasm she had confessed to wanting to try a threesome with Kim. But it wasn't something they'd actively planned.
"Well," said Kim, "I see someone over there that just might be amenable to doing that." She raised her eyebrows in a question.
Megan looked away quickly and then back. "I don't want to do it with your old friends, though. They're all so much more experienced at that, and I'd be very intimidated".
Kim smiled with what she hoped was reassurance. Though she was getting pretty turned on by this idea so she couldn't be sure how much of that was written on her face. "That's why this is perfect - this is someone I've never done anything with. I don't think he's done anything like this, either. So you'd be on an even basis".
Megan blinked. Then blinked again. Then she took a deep breath and said, "Who are we talking about?"
