Chapter 9: The letter
Three days passed without any word from Marsha and I was beginning to think that I had lost her forever. I knew that I couldn't run after her. If there were any chance for us it would have to be on my terms. I resigned myself to the fact that if I took her back that Chilly may be part of the equation. I wasn't sure I could handle that, but I wasn't sure I could handle losing Marsha either. The only thing I was sure of was that Marsha would have to tell me everything or I would not even consider taking her back.
On that third evening I came home from work and found an envelope addressed to me lying on the kitchen counter. I recognized the handwriting as Marsha's. Inside the envelope was a letter from Marsha.
I got a beer from the refrigerator and took it along with the letter into the living room.
I opened the beer and took a long swallow and set the bottle down and then I opened the letter. The following is the text of that letter.
Dearest George,
I am sorry to have put you through so much and I hope that I will have the chance to make it up to you. I guess this letter is the beginning of my attempt to make things right. I have thought a lot about what you asked from me and have decided that you probably deserve to know everything. I would rather have you know the truth than for you to imagine what secrets I might be keeping. And if by telling you the details of my relationship with Chilly I can possible save our marriage it will be worth it.
It all started my sophomore year at college. My freshman year roommate and I had planned to room together again that year but at the last minute a family crisis cause her to have to drop out of school. As a result the student-housing administrator assigned me a new roommate. I wasn't happy about that I had no say in who my new roommate would be so when Chilly showed up in the room on move in day I wasn't very friendly toward her.
When I thought about it the next day I felt bad that I had reacted to Chilly that way. It wasn't her fault that she was assigned to my to be my roommate and maybe she wasn't any happier about it than I. I was also concerned that Chilly might think that my reaction to her was a racial thing and nothing could have been farther from the truth. That evening I asked Chilly to go get something to eat with me and I told her about my other roommate and explained that my cool reception the previous day should not be taken personally. I told her that I was sure we would get along fine and probably become good friends.
Chilly was very gracious in her response. She said that she kind of figured that I was disappointed to get a roommate sprung on me at the last minute like that and she thanked me for clearing the air.
There wasn't any sexual attraction between us at first or at least I didn't feel any attraction to her. Over the first several weeks of the semester I began to notice that Chilly behaved differently with me than she did with anyone else, boy or girl. I didn't understand it. She never said anything that would be insulting or offensive to me, which is strange when you think about how girls that age tease and pick on each other. Chilly had no problem trading insults and teasing the other girls in our dorm but she never did that with me.
I thought of a lot of reason that she treated me differently, maybe she didn't like me, or possibly it was some sense of loyalty to a roommate. Well, I started to figure it out one night as I was getting dressed to go out on a date. I was walking around our room in a skimpy pair of panties and a bra as I was trying to decide what to wear. As I paced around the room I noticed that Chilly never took her eyes off me. At first it made me a little uncomfortable, but I decide that she was just watching me because I was the only moving object in the room. But after that I notice that she often watched me. It didn't seem to mater if I was dressed or undressed, although her interest seemed to increase as my clothing decreased.
By the end of the school year I was convinced that Chilly had more than just a friendly interest in me, but she never said or did anything that made it uncomfortable for me to be around her, besides, I liked Chilly as a friend so I just let it pass.
At the end of the year Chilly asked me if I would like to get an apartment with her for our junior year. I agreed, so before we went home for the summer we found a two bedroom apart near the campus and signed a lease for the next school year.
After we moved into the apartment in the fall I noticed a change in Chilly right away. It seemed like she wanted to do things for me. Anytime she left the apartment she would always ask me if there was anything I needed that she could pick up for me while she was out.
At first this made me feel uncomfortable, but I began to like have her do me favors. I tried not to take unfair advantage but it was hard not to.
I notice that Chilly still liked to watch me around the apartment even more than when we live in the dorm. I got used to the attention and actually began to enjoy it. I found myself leaving the bathroom door partly opened when I was in the shower so that Chilly could look in if she wanted. I didn't realize what I was doing at first but when I thought about it I knew I was teasing her. I liked the feeling of power that I had when I knew she was watching me dry myself or when I was dressing in sexy clothes to go on a date.
I think I should say here that Chilly liked guys. She dated as much as I did, but I felt that she definitely had a thing for me.
Over time my teasing got bolder and I could tell that Chilly enjoy it. I wasn't sure if she knew that I was teasing her on purpose or not. I tried to act as if I was just comfortable around her and almost act like she wasn't even around when I was dressing, undressing or taking a shower. What ever she was thinking, she never said a word or gave any indication that she wanted anything from me. After a while this began to bug me. It became my goal to make her respond, so I decide to turn up the heat on her.
One evening after we had been out drinking with friends and had returned to the apartment I pulled out a joint I had gotten from a guy I knew and Chilly and I smoked it.
When we were both high I asked her if she was getting enough sex? She said that she was and then I asked her, "Have you ever had sex with another girl?"
I could see that the question surprised her. She said, "No... no I never. I haven't done that."
Then I said, "Have you ever thought about doing it?"
She said, "Doing what? Having sex with a girl? I don't think... well I mean I have but... well you know?"
I said, "No, I don't know. Do you think it is something you want to do?"
Chilly was looking at me like a guy does when he thinks he might get laid. She said, "I don't know, maybe. I think I am too stoned to talk about this now."
I said, "I think you would like to try it." Then I said, "Maybe someday we could try it together."
I could hear the excitement in Chilly's voice when she said, "You would really want to do that?"
I said, "No, I guess not. I might be able to let another girl kiss me between my legs but I could never do that myself."
I had achieved my goal. I saw the disappointment in Chilly's face when I said I couldn't do it. Now I knew I could really drive her crazy and I loved the power that gave me over her.
We didn't talk about our conversation the next day but I could tell Chilly was still affected by it. She was even more attentive than usual. So I decided to see how much control I could get over her. It was raining that day so I said to Chilly, "I need some nail polish and shampoo but I don't want to go our in this weather. Would you run over to the store for me?"
If she said no I would have pretended I had only been joking, but she said, "What color polish do you want and what kind of shampoo?"
Over the next few days I pressed to see how far Chilly would go and I wasn't able to make her say no to me.
One thing that I had discovered since that night I ask Chilly about her desire to have sex with another girl was that I got a little tingle in my pussy whenever I teased her. So one night when I was in the bathroom getting ready to go out an idea came to me. I stripped down to my bra and panties and then quickly applied nail polish on my fingernails.
Once I had the polish on all of my nails I called to Chilly and asked her if she would bring me a bra and panties form my dresser. Chilly didn't hesitate. Within thirty seconds she was in the bathroom with a bra and panties. Then I said, "Chilly, I just put polish on, would you be a friend and help me change.
Chilly just stared at me for a few seconds then she move behind me and unhooked my bra. She slipped the straps off my shoulders and carefully guided it down my arms and over my hands making sure nothing touched my wet nail polish. Then she guided my hands through the straps of my clean bra and pulled it into place. As she guided the cups into place I felt her fingers touch my breasts. I knew that was not by accident.
Once she had the bra hooked in back she move in front of me again. She didn't say anything she just looked at me. Then I said, "Now help me off with these panties."
I waited to see if she would object but she didn't. She got on her knees in front of me and pulled my panties down and then helped me get my feet out of them and she dropped the soiled panties on the floor and picked up the clean ones and as I lifted my foot so she could slip the panties over it I put my hand on top of her head to help me keep my balance. Once she had my foot through the leg hole I put it down and lifted the other foot.
When she had my second foot through the leg hole I put my foot on the floor then slid my hand off her head and down under her chin and lifted her head just little so that she was looking directly at my pussy. Then I said, "You like that Chilly? I bet you would love to kiss me there wouldn't you? Well, I have been thinking that I might let you do that some time, would you like that?"
Chilly looked up at me but didn't say a word, but the fire in her eyes answered my question. Then I said, "Okay, are you going to pull those panties up or not?"
Chilly finished pulling my panties up and then she stood again. I was about to turn and walk away from her when I had a sudden urge. I took her face in my hands and pulled her close and kissed her on the mouth, and then said, "Thank you Chilly."
Up until that point I had never planned on doing anything other than teasing Chilly but suddenly the though of making her put her head between my legs and having her lick pussy was making me horny.
I tried to put that idea out of my mind put I couldn't. I wouldn't think about it all day but then I would be in bed at night and I would think about Chilly in the next room and the image of her head between my legs would come back to me. So, one night I decide that the next time I was feeling horny I would see if I could get Chilly to give me oral sex.