Housemates

Chapter 4. September, the middle where it lingers

They had practically grown up together.

Billy remembered first talking with her in sixth grade, he thought, though it could have been earlier. Kristie was a little awkward at first, as was he, but they seemed to have a calming effect on each other as they found that each had more and more that the other could relate to. It became like, "Hey, you're like me, we should hang out together." So they did. They, in time, became like brother and sister...well, postulating a brother and sister who actually liked each other. They both had a real opposite-sex sibling who they often found problematic—another thing they could bond over.

Billy found that he could talk to her about just about anything, and she would have something to say about it, sometimes even challenging his assumptions. Inevitably their talk turned to school work, and they found that their strengths complemented each other's, so they came to study together.

When the whole boy-girl thing came up in high school, they told each other that it would work out, that you are the best and you will find someone to return the kind of affection you crave. That a solution was right there was something they never touched on until school was done and then, for real, when they found themselves together in Meredith Manor.

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They awoke after an hour or so, the afternoon sun going westward.

"Kristie?"

She yawned. "Oh, I guess we dozed off." She snuggled into his shoulder.

"Can I ask you a question?" Billy said.

"Why do people say that? You just did ask me one."

"I mean, an important one."

"Ask away."

"Are you okay with what happened?"

"I thought we already covered that," she said. "Remember, Patrick asked us."

"That was when we were in the middle of things. You might have changed your mind."

"Not really. Have you changed yours?"

"Figures," Billy said. "You were enjoying yourself with Patrick, for sure."

Kristie sighed. He was being difficult again.

"And you weren't enjoying yourself? I noticed how you were climbing all over Jenna the first chance you got. What was I supposed to do, go sit in the corner? Don't give me any double standards, please."

"All right, all right...you're right. I guess I'm just afraid they're going to come between us."

"How could they do that?" she asked him. "What are you afraid of?"

He paused. "I guess that you would prefer him to me and you wouldn't want me any more."

At that moment, something clicked into shape for Kristie. It made sense of the way she felt about Billy, and of everything else. She had to make him see it, but it would come out too strong, because she was also a bit annoyed.

"Of

course

I still want you, you big dummy! Listen to me: I've known you since forever, you've helped me in a hundred ways to become who I am, then you were my first man, and made it better than I had ever imagined. And you still do. What I'm telling you is, I love you and I'm not giving you up for anyone."

He just lay there for the moment as if stunned.

"Look, I've thought about it," she went on. "What we did with Patrick and Jenna was just play. That shouldn't come between us. They don't need us, they have each other. Like we have each other. We were just playing together. Do you see?"

"I think so," he said. "But can I ask you a question?"

"Again with the questions. What is it?"

"Would it be all right if I loved you too?"

She softened in an instant. This was the Billy she knew.

"You go right ahead. And kiss me now, please."

He did. She kissed him back, their naked bodies pressed together under the sheet.

"Hey," she said a bit later. "I'm sorry I called you a dummy. You wanna go get something to eat? Then come back here and hang out? And then why don't you stay here with me tonight. And don't bring any pajamas."

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Patrick and Jenna also had not yet fucked each other that day when they left their younger friends. Now in Patrick's room, they had taken care of that omission and lay together, limbs entwined.

"That was so great with them," he said.

"I know. Did you catch the look on Billy's face when he saw my boobs? He was so sweet though. I guess Kristie taught him how to eat pussy, because he got me off in no time."

"And she knows how to suck cock too. She almost had me deep-throated."

"Then for sure she can do it with Billy. Not to take away from him. He's not as big as you, but he knows how to use it. They must be great together. So happy for them."

"Yeah, me too. Our big old home is getting sexier all the time."

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Monday morning came around and found Kristie preparing to head out into the world again. It had been so hard not to just spend all day Sunday in bed with Billy, but there were things that had to get done, like washing her clothes. She and Billy had kept their study date in the evening, it acquiring a new layer of meaning for her. They had separated at last with promises to get a good night's sleep.

In the front hallway, alone, she stopped to check that she had everything. A figure came down the stairs while she was distracted. It was coming around behind her. A hand, gently patting her ass through her soft pants.

Startled, she looked up. It was Patrick, smiling back at her as he headed out the door without breaking stride. A wave and he was gone.

Well, it was Patrick. She could hardly be offended, given the orgasms he had given her, that she had taken willingly. Would take and give with him again given the chance. It was like she had two boyfriends now, though Billy always would be special.

Her parents would be livid if they knew what she was up to now. Not to mention her brother. But that was what it was about, wasn't it? Go to college, get out in the world, discover yourself.

This wasn't the way life was supposed to be for her at all, according to the folks back home. In Greenville life was centered around school, church, and home. She had dispensed with the church part in her junior year, finding it to be all nonsense, but continued to go through the motions in order to keep everyone happy. School was tolerable, and home was, well, home. But she had the feeling that things had to be better, somewhere.

She had the idea of a career in health care, but wasn't sure how far she would be able to take it. The way to find out would be to get into State and start working on it.

Her parents hadn't been opposed, exactly, but they had reservations.

"You know, there are a lot of bad influences up there at the college," her mother had said. "I really hope you won't be led astray."

"Really, Mom, I'll be fine," she had replied. "Billy will be there too. I'm sure he will keep me out of any trouble."

As if she needed anyone to keep her out of trouble! Well, she was only a girl—young woman, she corrected herself—so she obviously needed the guidance of a man. That was how the thinking went. But if her parents understood that Billy was 'safe' and could be trusted, that would seal it for them, and she could be happy about that.

So if they knew that she and Billy were now lovers, and that she had even had sex with another guy while Billy was in the same room having sex with another girl, well! She now had a big secret from them, and from that whole world. That thought itself gave her a little thrill.

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Every time the classic rock station back home played "We've Gotta Get Out of This Place", Tania had been sure the DJ was sending her a knowing message. Not to her personally of course, but to anyone in town who was tuned in and tuned to hear it. Because what a miserable, pinched place Greenville was!

There was just so little going on there. A couple of factories, where the local men and a few women worked and slaved their lives away. The Farm and Fleet store was not an especially exciting place to hang out when you had just turned eighteen. The dozen or so shops left downtown were just sad, and even the mall had been slowly thinning out apart from the big-box anchors.

Then there were the dozen or so bars downtown, matching the shops. She didn't know what went on there, and wasn't interested. The smell of stale beer when the doors opened and the broken glass on the sidewalks most weekend mornings were not great attractants.

At least at school there were spacious, grassy playing fields where you could run in good weather, and then maybe find a shaded corner where you could sit in the grass with a book. Although the book usually came from the public library, because after the local bluenoses had blundered their way through the school's library there was hardly anything left worth reading.

So there she was in her senior year, getting ready to graduate. The only choice that would matter then would be to stay or leave. She knew which side she was on, and it was the same for most of her friends. Their plans hinged on being admitted to State U and entering the wider world outside. The few would stay, marry one of their classmates and settle down, trying to take from this town whatever it had left to give.

She became interested in things of the past, from her grandparents' time. It was how she came to hear the Animals' song that spoke to her across the years. From what she read and watched, it seemed that despite all the turmoil of the time there was still a sense of optimism; the fashions were brighter than before, people were more outspoken, and new ideas and opportunities were being created. It gave her hope that maybe there was still something to do in the world. But the first step had to be getting out.

She was going out fairly regularly with both Gary and Patrick, and maybe another boy now and then. It was casual dating, and everyone in her crowd understood that. Just a chance to get out of the house and hang out with someone you liked, and if you were both so inclined, to enjoy some light making out. There was no possessiveness involved, and it was an almost unspoken agreement among them that actual sex would have to wait. Birth control, even condoms, was not easily available to them here, and even considering the obvious other options, it seemed to them that a serious relationship would be a distraction from their main task.

It was like Gary had said one time: "We've got one shot at this."

Still, she felt something simmering between her and Gary, a mutual attraction that could catch fire given the chance. She wondered if that would happen after they got to the U.

The three of them were admitted, and Jenna. They spent the summer after graduation working various jobs around town, saving up money for the coming fall. They worked as many hours as they could, often not having time to see each other.

The dorm was chaotic, with people coming and going at all hours. It made Tania uneasy, and she could never feel at home there. She at least found her suitemates tolerable, but nonetheless spent most of her study time at the library.

Still, she was eager for sex, for at last to lose her virginity, and there were plenty of men to choose from. The first one she chose was unfortunate; he came too soon, leaving her high and dry. At least he was considerate enough to finger her until she climaxed.

She had gone through a couple of other men when she finally met up with Gary. They had no classes together and lived in different dorms, and they had lost touch. But when they met on the path to the Biology building, she let out a little scream and wrapped her arms around him.

"I missed you so much! I'm so sorry I didn't look you up!" she cried.

"I didn't look you up either. I guess we've been busy."

He returned her hug, and they stood there entwined, in public.

Finally they released each other.

"So, how have you been?"

"Good. how about you?"

"Good."

"We've got to get together." Tania said.

"What are you doing tonight?"

Gary was looking her in the eyes. She looked right back.

"Going out with you."

Sometimes, the cliche is just right.

It was Friday, and luckily for her she didn't have a date. It was double lucky for her that her suitemates were all going home for the weekend.

At the end of the evening she led him to her suite and they stepped inside. His kiss was familiar, but a new excitement ran through her. She tightened her arms around him and kissed him back with more passion than she had ever shown him before. Instantly they were devouring each other's lips. Then the clothes started coming off.

Tania pulled him to her bed.

They gave each other the benefit of what they had learned from other partners, as Gary had also been making up for lost time. As he ran his tongue through her pussy, she arched her back and cupped her own breasts, breathing deep, while her orgasm grew and grew until it broke over her and her cries filled the room as he licked up the juice that was flowing from her.

When he entered her, it felt like no one she'd had before. He was strong inside her, his cock reaching deeper, thrusting in and out, possessing her. She began to climax, one wave after another, her wetness soaking his crotch.

They tried the positions they had learned, but finished with Gary atop her. As his thrusts brought her to a final orgasm, he locked eyes with her in her open-mouth rapture, pushed as deep into her as he could go and felt the stream of semen shoot through his cock and into her depths. He gasped from the burning pleasure in his quick.

As Gary collapsed to the bed and they cuddled, both knew they had found someone special.

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When Gary had invited Tania downstairs for a Meredith Manor breakfast the next morning, they had both known what they were really talking about. So now, on the morning, she came down to the kitchen wearing a thin robe and nothing underneath. It was seven, which on a Tuesday meant that no one else should be up for at least another hour. If someone was, well...

Gary was there, in his own robe. He took her by the hand and led her into the dining room, closing the door behind them. Immediately he stepped back and embraced her from behind, fondling her breasts and nuzzling her neck while untying her robe. She rubbed her bottom into his crotch, which she felt swelling and hardening against her. She turned around in his arms and kissed him insistently. He returned her kiss, his hands going to her waist and slowly turning her so her ass was to the big wooden table. He lifted her, helping her up onto it. Her robe fell open. He sat in a chair and began kissing her breasts, slipping one hand down to test her readiness. His finger soon became wet and slick, sliding inside her easily. Her arousal was potent in the air.

"C'mon, fuck me!" she told him. "I'm ready. That's what we're here for."

"Silly me. I thought you might want some foreplay."

"Just give me that dick. Now."

She lay flat on the table and spread her long legs. Gary's robe fell to the floor as he stood. Tania saw that his cock was rock-solid, as big and hard as she had ever seen it. She rubbed her clit, looking him straight in the eyes.

"Give me that cock."

He pressed it against her pussy. They had guessed correctly; the height was exactly right for Gary. Her slippery lips guided his glans into the source of her wetness. He plunged into her, all the way, in one quick movement.

"Uhh!" they sang out together.

He pulled back, slammed into her again. Now the rhythm was everything, its downbeat the thump of their pubic mounds when he bottomed out. He held onto her hips, keeping her in place as he pounded her, working to get her off. Judging by the wetness he was driving into, it wouldn't be long.

When Tania came, her eyes wild and her voice ragged, Gary kept on fucking her. He knew that once she had her first orgasm, more came easily.

She had had three and was heading for a fourth when another voice came from the door.

"Hey, you guys wanna keep it down in here, we're trying to—"

It was Jenna, whose eyes went wide as she saw who and what.

"—Oh, so we weren't the only ones checking out the table. Patrick, come see."

And they were both in the doorway. Well, Tania's orgasms had been rather loud. It should be no surprise that they had been noticed. Gary slowed the rhythm down, not knowing what came next. He decided to force it.

"So, are you just gonna watch or are you gonna come in?"

They came in, both dressed only in a robe. Jenna hopped up on the table beside Tania and untied her robe, which fell open.

"Hey Gary," she said. "Sorry about last summer. Can I make it up to you now?"

It was the first time he had seen her naked. Sure, he knew how she was built—he had fond memories of volleyball games on the beach last summer, Jenna in her bikini spiking the ball, and of course the softness of her boobs as they pressed into his chest at the end of their last date—but he hadn't known how glorious her breasts really were until this moment. And also how glorious her pussy was.

"I think you can," he said before thinking. He looked at Tania, who just gave him a funny half-smile.

"Go on, go fuck her," she told him. "You know you want to."

Well, he couldn't deny that. He pulled his penis out of Tania and moved over to Jenna, leaned down to kiss her mouth, the way she had kissed him that night, long and slow, then moved down to her breasts. She thrilled at his touch, his touch that she had been daydreaming about since summer. His lips on her nipples made them stiffen instantly and send pleasure signals through her whole body.

Patrick took advantage of the obvious, and moved in on Tania.

"Is this a party?" he asked as he bent to kiss her. "Because everyone seems to be having a good time."

What a dumb line, Tania thought. But she kissed him back, as his boldness was justified. She was ready for some adventure. Not that Gary hadn't satisfied her—quite the contrary! But she was now high on sex and wanted to take it farther. Also, she had already fantasy-fucked Patrick a few times, and here was the reality!

Gary's kisses had moved from Jenna's breasts down her soft belly. He blew into her navel, bringing a giggle from her, then traveled on. Now he pulled up a chair and went to work on her pussy. Jenna had inner lips that were long enough for him to take into his mouth and suck on gently. He loved that. She smelled and tasted wonderful, like a spicy fruit, and he licked up the moisture gathering at her opening.

Jenna was lost in a world of pleasure as Gary sucked her. He was circling her clit with his tongue now. It was like he had taken lessons from Patrick. She felt an orgasm building inside her.

Tania opened Patrick's robe and, sliding off the table, took his cock in her mouth, licking and sucking it. His penis was not quite as long as Gary's, both erect, and she thought she could do it. She pressed into him, forcing his erection deeper, until her lips touched his hair at the base. She'd done it! She had a cock fully inside her mouth. Its head was tickling her throat, but she found she could control her gag reflex.

Jenna had begun vocalizing, in a passionate solo. Something about don't stop, and she was going to come.

Patrick watched half disbelieving as Tania deep-throated his dick. This was a woman who knew what she was doing. He had thought that only Jenna could do this. And Tania was making him feel like shooting his load down her throat with the way she was doing it.

Jenna's cries reached a peak as she came under Gary's roving lips and tongue. He kept sucking her until her crisis had passed and she was on the other side. Gary rose up and pressed the head of his cock against her wet entrance, enough to spread it open, then back, repeating, teasing her. He looked into her eyes with a silent question: are you going through with this?