"Come on then, what did you get up to last night?" Dave asked when I sat down at the breakfast bar.
I looked around as I feigned thinking he was talking to someone else as I maintained my innocence. No one else was in the room he could be talking to. "Me?" I asked to which he just nodded with a knowing grin. Had we been that loud? I was pretty confident that we had been quite discrete. Of course in the throes of passion... who knows. "Early night. It was a long day."
"Early night with Abi," Dave pressed.
"She is my roommate so yeah, Abi was there," I replied.
"Same bed?" he prompted.
"I know the accommodation is basic but we are afforded our own bed," I said.
"It is more fun to share," Dave prompted.
"I am sure it is," I said as I tried my best to sound bored and distracted. This was a line of questioning I was not going to surrender any details on. Abi came out of the room wearing a t-shirt and not a lot else from what I could see. She hadn't been wearing anything at all earlier and judging by the mid-thigh length of her t-shirt I would bet she was not wearing anything underneath it.
"Fuuuuuuucking hell," Dave said quietly as he watched her pad barefoot across the room and get the milk out of the fridge. She was achingly sexy. Effortless. Zero make-up. She hadn't even brushed her hair, but damn, she was just sexy. She just had that extra level. I am not sure if it was how she held herself or her natural shape and body structure. She just had it. I am not sure what it was, but she most definitely had whatever it was.
"What?" she asked when she saw the three guys staring at her. She checked her t-shirt had not ridden up or anything which it hadn't "Fucking weirdos," she muttered when she realised they were just staring while she poured herself a glass of milk.
"How good was your night?" Dave asked her.
"Okay, nice dinner, lovely company," she said glancing at me momentarily. When she noticed that she was still being stared at she just looked at him confused before taking a seat and crossing her legs. "What am I missing?" she asked as she again checked she was not flashing her ass or anything else by mistake.
"They seem to think there are details of our night yesterday," I said to her.
"Do they now. Did they hear us?" she said and I just stared at her with my 'fucking really' expression. She saw my expression and laughed. "Ooops. Er, yeah, nothing happened. Just two chicks sharing a bed," she said as she all but owned up to the fact that we did get up to something other than sleep.
"Stop talking," I said to her while shaking my head. She would be shit at Poker. "Just stop talking."
"I thought you had separate beds," Dave said.
"Yeah, we do," she said and she looked at me for a prompt. A bit late on that department. You dug the hole, let's see you climb out of that one. "Anyway, none of your fucking business. What did you lot get up to the other night?" she asked as Jenny came out of her room at the perfect time.
"I didn't lick another girl's pussy at any stage of the evening," Jenny said as she continued to towel dry her hair. "I assume that is the subject? Assumption based on the fact that Dave looks like he is going to cum in his pants."
"Neither did we," I lied.
"Fuck off you didn't I saw how you were looking at each other," Jenny laughed, "Horny bitches. I bet you were deep enough to lick each other's ovaries."
Dave looked like he was going to blow in his pants at just the thought of it. I was a rabbit in headlights. I had nowhere to go and was backed into a corner. I was also crap at Poker, it is just Abi was really really crap at it. "And anyway, who cares," Jenny continued, "Dave, obviously does, but he is just a pervert. We got anything for breakfast?" she asked as she dismissed the topic of Abi and myself which killed the conversation. I am not sure if she knew just how deep the hook was in me and how much wriggling I would have needed to do to get off it. I am assuming as she missed the opportunity to push the hook deeper and twist it she was oblivious to my awkward squirming. Either way, thanks, Jenny. I owe you one, but will take that debt to my grave.
I considered questioning Jenny if she had indeed serviced them all, but I decided to cut my losses while I was still slightly ahead. They all knew that Abi and myself had slept together even if they didn't know to what extent we had done so. "Yeah, just go and have a wank Dave," Abi said as she finished her drink and stood up off the bar stool. "There is plenty of material free online. Do you want my ID?" she teased. Like me, there was ample soft porn in the public domain that was not that hard to find if you so wished. Her ID would make it a lot easier. He didn't reply, he had lost the advantage and he was just now coming across as a dirty pervert. I grinned at how quickly he lost control of that situation.
Abi stopped by where I was sitting and hugged me. For no reason other than to tease Dave. "Morning roomie," she said as she squeezed me. She watched Dave as we hugged and grinned at him with an unspoken "how much do you wanna watch this" question.
"Morning gorgeous," I replied as I squeezed her back.
"Come on, let's go and get sorted for today," Abi said as she pulled me to my feet. She led me by the hand towards our room and then looked over her shoulder at Dave. "I think my ovaries want another licking. We have time," she said with a giggle. Dave looked like he was going to explode. Both with frustration and pure fantasy. It is a funny thing live porn. He can watch as many girls as he wants to have sex, but it is a lot more fun when you see it in person. Just for clarity here, there is no way he is watching that sort of show live. Not without paying for it anyway.
We got dressed and went to the gym. It was our turn to watch this time. The guys were going to fight for our entertainment. Jenny had a morning of learning how to have sex with herself where whereas Abi and I were subjected to some classroom learning. It was fairly dull and I would have rather had sex with myself, or even better, tried to get revenge on Abi. Judging by the expression that Jenny was wearing at lunch time her extra lesson had not gone that well. Neither of us asked her, she didn't look like she wanted to talk about it. The afternoon was where it was going to get interesting. The guys had been given the girl show the day before where they got to watch us have sex. Today it was our turn.
It must be primal, but there is something cool about watching guys fight. I can't even explain it. Maybe it is the display of strength and the evolutionary urge that means you have sex with the strongest one. Or maybe it is just purely the buzz of watching the competition. I don't know what the reason was, all I know is that I was looking forward to this more than I was my next breath. There was an elephant in the room though, and that was that there were three of them. Boxing was a two-player sport and as a threesome, it just wouldn't work. In fact, I believe it was against our terms of contract to be involved in a three-way boxing match. We could partake in a tag team-style event, but that would require four of them, and as stated, there were three of them. There was always the option to sub in one of us to make up the fourth competitor, but that was unfair to both the poor girl who was thrown to the wolves and the guy who was unlucky enough to get the chick as a partner. We were not equal. They were good boxers and we were good boxers in our own right, but they had the reach and the power. We would come out very second best which would leave it as a two vs one event and that just isn't fair.
"We need two volunteers?" one of the trainers said. None of them stepped forward. "Pussies," he goaded, but none of them took the bait.
"Girls?" he asked, "Pick one."
"Who has the biggest dick?" Abi asked. The three of them looked at each other, I knew the answer to that was not Darren, but I didn't actually know who was biggest. I have seen them both naked and watched them masturbate at least once, but I wasn't sure who was bigger. I guess that means that there wasn't much in it either way. I knew neither of them was small.
"Thickest or longest?" Martin queried.
"Oooo thickest," Abi said with a grin.
"Me then," Dave said.
"Cool. You then," Abi said.
"Verses who?" the trainer asked. Neither of them stepped forward. This must have looked bad on them. Surely not stepping forward indicated a lack of confidence in their abilities. If you were confident then you would take on any challenger surely? "Fucking hell guys, come on. Darren, you, get ready. Disgrace, fucking disgrace. Sorry girls."
I grinned. I am not sure if he was apologising for swearing or if he was apologising on their behalf for their lack of bravery. Darren and Dave disappeared to get sorted for the match. Martin came and sat next to us. He was quiet, I guess he realised that did not look good on any of them. In his defence though I would hesitate getting into a boxing ring with Dave. I have seen him fight and he is powerful and that is ignoring the forfeit.
Darren and Dave came back dressed in boxer shorts and wearing gloves. The gloves were checked and double-checked, but neither of them would be cheating with weights in the gloves or whatever. It was just good practice. The gloves were tied for them and both of them were given the thumbs up as soon as the medial feeds were verified.
