AUTHOR's NOTE:
This story is the third chapter in the "Roommates" series. If you want to know the backstory on Alyson and Melissa, it would be best to read the first two chapters first.
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Alyson! Guess what?"
I don't really have to guess. I know what has Melissa excited. She's got a new girl in her sights. She always acts the same way when that happens - kind of manic, excited and worried at the same time. She's excited because she wants the girl, wants to bring her home so the three of us can play together, but she's worried that she won't be able to close the deal.
Melissa's concerns are probably unfounded, since she has an amazing record of getting the girl when she wants her. She just has a talent for recognizing the ones with possibilities and then convincing them to come home and have hot girl-sex with us. And that's great for me. All I have to do is wait at home to enjoy the fruits of Melissa's labors.
As Melissa tells me about this one, however, I realize that things are more complicated than usual. First of all, she's really young - 18 years old, just out of high school. Second, she's never been with another girl (though she wouldn't be the first girl-virgin we've had). And third, and this may be the most problematic, she works at the boutique where Melissa is the manager, so officially at least, she's her subordinate. Melissa argues that it's okay because she's just a temporary summer employee, off to college in a matter of weeks. "And besides," she adds, "I don't do the hiring and firing. Megan, the owner, does all that." I think she's rationalizing, but I don't argue. Melissa usually knows what she's doing.
I just listen as Melissa gives me the rundown on this girl, Lexie. "She's just too adorable," she says, "a petite blonde with a hot little body and a feisty personality. And she seems adventuresome, if you know what I mean." She looks at me with lecherous smile as she adds, "And she's got a really cute little butt. I know you like that, Al."
She's right, I do like butts. I can feel my interest growing as Melissa continues her narrative. "She's very open about sex - maybe too open. In the break room the other day, she was talking about how she's cheated on her boyfriend several times. But then... get this, Alyson... she said that none of them, boyfriend included, were much good sexually. My ears really perked up at that!" As Melissa speaks, I can see her mind working, thinking of how to persuade Lexie to give girls a try.
Over the next month, I get periodic updates on the "Lexie situation". Melissa is always excited to tell me about the progress she is making with her latest objective. "So, Al," she tells me one day, "I offhandedly mentioned my girlfriend today, to gauge her reaction. And I made it clear that you are more than 'just a friend'. I think I caught a glimmer in her eye - not shock, maybe curiosity... or interest! A good start."
The updates continue, though less frequently. I actually don't see Melissa as much because she's working a ton. The shop is short-handed, and Melissa has to work long hours to cover the shortage. Still, things seem to be progressing with Lexie. Melissa makes a point of spending time with her whenever she can, talking and touching, keeping girls and sex on her mind by mentioning me or commenting on how hot certain customers are.
Finally, Melissa comes home late one day, and I know it's happened. Melissa looks like the cat who ate the canary. "We've got her," she tells me. "I finally just took the direct approach." She takes me through the whole process, how they were together, alone, in the break room, and Lexie again brought up her now ex-boyfriend and her general discontent with all boys. Seeing her opening, Melissa took the plunge, suggesting again that she give girls a try, and offering to be her "personal guide".
"She objected at first, because she knows I have a girlfriend, but then I told her that we can have other girls, as long as we do it together." Melissa laughs. "Her eyes got really big when she heard that. But then she agreed! We're on for Saturday night."
Melissa is obviously excited as she tells her story, and I suspect she's pretty horny, too. Sure enough, within a few minutes, she looks at me teasingly, her head cocked slightly to one side. "You know, Al," she purrs, "all this talk about Lexie has me a little excited." She runs her hands seductively over the tops of her thighs. "I'm feeling a need."
She doesn't have to say another word. Her implication is obvious, and I'm more than ready to give her what she wants. Because of her busy schedule, it's been several days since I last ate Melissa's pussy - a long time by our usual standards. I've been seriously wanting her.
I quickly move over to settle playfully onto Melissa's lap. Then, wrapping my arms around her neck, I whisper in her ear, "Well, I'd love to do something about that. Shall we?" She smiles knowingly in response.
I slip off her lap and drop to my knees, and she moves her feet apart to accommodate me. I look up at her lovingly from between her legs. She looks so hot, wearing her favorite summer outfit of shorts and a crop top that exposes her lovely midriff - the kind of outfit that just drives me wild. I lean forward, hands on her waist, and place a light kiss on her bare abdomen. Then I lick slowly into her bellybutton. Melissa's reaction is delightful, a little twitch and a sweet, appreciative "Mmmmmm."
I kiss and lick all over her exposed flesh while she continues to squirm and sigh. Finally, I can wait no longer. Reaching for her shorts, I suggest, "Why don't we get rid of these, huh?" She obviously agrees, as she begins to work frantically at her belt and zipper. I love it! In seconds, we have her pants and panties down and off.
My god, she looks amazing. Her long legs are just slightly open, and between them, the delectable treat of her cunt, just begging for me to devour it. The fact that she is only naked from the waist down makes it all the hotter, deliciously lewd and wanton.
Melissa scoots down in the chair, pushing her lusciousness closer to me. Her butt is perched on the edge of the seat and her long legs open wider, inviting me in. "Come on, babe," she breathes. "Eat it. Eat me out."
I don't have to be told twice. I've been wanting this for days, and we're both horny as hell. Dispensing with the preliminaries, I dig right in. My hands grip at her thighs as I push my face between them, into the warm mush of her cunt. We both moan quietly at the first touch. Melissa's butt comes up slightly off the chair and I slip my hands under her to pull her in, cupping her soft cheeks in my palms as I go at her.