The sun fell as Zoe and Grace walked up to the door of their friends' apartment. They'd been invited over on short notice. Usually, Amy liked to plan out their get-togethers a few days in advance. Today, though, she'd just sent them a short text, inviting them over with an unusually chipper "be there or be square!"
"Hey, do you hear that?" Grace asked, as the two stopped short of the door. The small but distinct sound of a girlish moan could be heard. Grace shot Zoe a clear "what the hell do we do" look. "Do you think it's coming from in there?" She whispered. Another distinct moan of pleasure could be heard.
"Well, we were supposed to come over right at this time. Besides, this is Amy we're talking about. Sexuality is a mystery to her." Zoe replied. Grace relaxed her face. "Yeah, you're right." She said. Zoe knocked on the door.
Suddenly, the moaning stopped. "Shit! Uhhmm... Coming!" They heard from the other side. Two pairs of quick footsteps and a door closing could be heard. Their eyes went wide with realization.
A few seconds later Amy opened the door. "Hey!" She said. Her breath was heavy. Her entire appearance suggested she was caught off-guard by the arrival of her friends. Small strands of red hair were stuck to her forehead with a light layer of sweat. Her big-framed glasses hung loosely on her nose, as if hurriedly put on. She noticed her friends' confused stares and pushed up her glasses, adjusting the straps of her white tank top.
"Sorry" She apologized. "Just finishing a, uh, workout. Thought you guys were coming later."
"Right... well, you said 7pm Ames." Zoe said.
"Yeah, I did. Well come on in girls! Emily texted me and said she'll join us later." She gestured them inside. As they walked in, Amy checked out their bodies, biting her lip as she did so. Zoe was Asian, her well-proportioned body accentuated by leggings and a short sleeve t-shirt. Grace was of Indian descent, her long black hair reaching down just past her shoulders, with dark brown skin and thick-framed glasses. God, they were both fucking hot, she thought. She had to focus on keeping her slug inside her, which was already stirring just behind her pussy lips. The time for that would come soon. Now she had to stay in character. She flipped back her hair, adjusted her glasses, and moved to sit down on the couch opposite Zoe and Grace.
After a few minutes of conversation Grace was getting a weird feeling from Amy. Something about her seemed very different. She looked pretty much the same, but the way she spoke seemed off somehow. She seemed overly friendly and much more confident than she usually was. It seemed preposterous, but it felt like Amy was just someone else pretending to be her. Grace's thoughts were interrupted when suddenly the door to her side opened and Amy's roommate Sara stepped out. Grace didn't really know Sara that well, as she never really interacted with their group that much due to always being out at some frat party or some other thing. She was dressed in a low-cut top that showed off the abs on her stomach and a skirt that ended mid-way down her thighs. God, she was dressed like a slut, she thought with disgust.
"Hey girls! My plans just got cancelled, mind if I hang out with you guys?" She asked.
"Sure!" Amy replied enthusiastically, patting her hand on the couch space next to her. The two shared a look that Grace would almost call a conspiratorial grin as Sara giggled and skipped over to the couch, sitting almost uncomfortably close to Amy. The two placed their hands upon their thighs as they looked to Zoe and Grace.
Things continued for about another half-hour as they continued talking about typical girly things. They gossiped about the other girls in their classes, talked about upcoming music festivals, and Zoe shared a new hair-curling technique. Eventually the door opened, and Emily walked in, carrying a brown bag.
"Hey ladies! I brought wine!" She said, pulling out a bottle of red. Grace noticed it was already uncorked.
"Emily! So glad you could
join us
." Amy said, putting an emphasis on the end of her sentence.
"Thanks Amy! Glad to be here." Emily said with what looked like a knowing smirk. Grace noticed this and was again confused, wondering if they had something planned that they hadn't yet shared with the rest of the group. She looked over to Zoe with a confused look on her face. Zoe looked at her quizzically. "What?" She asked. Clearly she was not noticing anything unusual.
"Nothing." Grace replied, as Emily walked over and sat on the far end of the couch next to Zoe.
"So Amy," Emily began with a smile as she poured out glasses of wine. "Sara told me you met a cute guy yesterday. Spill your guts!"
"Wait, really? No way!" Zoe said, looking to Amy in shock. The bespectacled redhead smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
"I didn't meet him per se. He's my lab partner in chem. We just sorta...
connected
... yesterday." She said, taking a glass from Emily and sipping on it.
"Hahaha! Ewww!" Emily said.