Seduction Games

by Serenity Player

  “Thank you.” Roger said.

  Inside he was thinking yes give in to me. She’s almost there.

  “I’m glad you talked me into this. I’m starving.” Rochelle said.

  “Me too.” Roger said.

  Rochelle’s knee bumped against Roger’s. He smiled at her. The waiter came back. Roger ordered a chicken salad. Rochelle got a steak.

  “Aren’t girls supposed to be the ones who cut calories?” Rochelle teased.

  “I’m not cutting calories. I just like chicken salad.” Roger said, shrugging.

  “Ooh, do you want to fight about it?” she asked.

  Roger laughed. “Maybe baby.”

  “I’ll share my steak if you want some real food.” Rochelle said.

  “That’s awfully sweet of you.” He teased.

  “I know. I’m a sweetheart.” She said.

  “You’re just now showing me that side of you.” Roger teased.

  “I don’t show too many. It’s better that way.” Rochelle said.

  “Why do you say that?” he asked.

  Rochelle shrugged. “People perceive me as a bitch and yet they still like me.”

  “I think you’re okay.” Roger said.

  “Well thanks. I think you’re okay too.” Rochelle said.

  “That’s good.” He said.

  She laughed. “Very.”

  The waiter brought their food. They started eating. Roger sipped on a glass of wine.

  “If I get drunk will you take me home?” he asked.

  “I think they have Uber for that.” Rochelle said.

  Roger laughed. “What about my car?”

  “Oh, just let me drive it home.” She said.

  “Right.” He said, sarcastically.

  “I thought you’d trust me with your car.” Rochelle said.

  “Only if I’m in it.” Roger said.

  “I can’t go home with you.” She said.

  “Okay.” He said.

  They finished their meal.

  “What else do you want to do?” Rochelle asked.

  “Go home. Are you coming?” Roger asked.

  “I shouldn’t.” she said.

  “You’re right. Girl code is real and all.” He said.

  Rochelle sighed. “I’m coming.”

  “Good.” Roger said.

  They walked to his car. He drove her to his place.

  “I’m not going to come on to you or anything, so don’t worry.” Roger said.

  “I trust you not to.” Rochelle said, smiling.

  You’ll be the one doing that and you know it he thought.

  They went in his house.

  “I have red wine. Do you want some?” Roger asked.

  “Haven’t you drunk enough?” Rochelle asked.

  “I was offering you. Just want to be a good host.” He said.

  “You’re a delight. I’ll have a glass thanks.” She said.

  “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll get you a glass.” He said.

  Rochelle sat down. Roger grabbed a bottle of wine and a glass. He poured some in the glass. Then brought them over to her.

  ‘Thanks.” Rochelle said.

  “No big deal.” Roger said.

  Rochelle sipped on it.

  “It’s been ages since I’ve had a friend over. I enjoy it.” He said, looking around.

  “You have a nice place.” Rochelle said.

  “Thanks. I try to make it feel like a home. What do you think?” Roger asked, sliding his arm around him.

  “I think it does.” Rochelle said, turning toward him.

  He put his hand on her chin and titled it up. She kissed him. He kissed back. Their tongues mingled. I’m finally in the door Roger thought triumphantly. He pulled away.

  “Is this okay?” Roger whispered.

  “Yes.” Rochelle whispered back.

  They kissed again. Roger slid his hands up her shirt. Rochelle squirmed a bit.

  “Too much?” Roger asked.

  Rochelle shook her head. Roger pulled Rochelle a bit closer, sliding his hands under her bra. He squeezed her tits. Rochelle kissed him.

  “Does that feel good?” he whispered.

  “It does but we should stop.” Rochelle said, pulling back.

  “Why?” Roger asked.

  “It’s not right.” She said.

  “Okay.” He said, pulling his hands out of her clothes.

  Rochelle sighed. “I’m going to go.”

  “I hate to see you leave but I love to see you walk away.” Roger said, smiling.

  Rochelle leaned in for another kiss. Roger kissed her back, sliding his hands back up her shirt. She moaned a little into his mouth as he squeezed over her bra.

  “You are so beautiful.” Roger whispered.

  “You’re handsome too.” Rochelle said.

  “Do you really think so?” he asked.

  Rochelle nodded. Roger kissed her cheek and moved his hands into her bra. Rochelle kissed him. Roger played lightly with Rochelle’s nipples. Rochelle’s tongue moved into his mouth. Roger sucked on it. Rochelle moved into a laying position. Roger moved on top of her. Rochelle slid her arms around the back of his neck.

  Roger pulled Rochelle’s shirt off. Rochelle pulled his shirt off in turn. Their kisses got deeper. Rochelle pressed her body against Roger’s. He unsnapped her bra. Rochelle let it fall off. Roger kissed her neck. Rochelle bit his lip.

  Roger started to undo Rochelle’s pants. Rochelle let them slid off. Roger started to massage her breasts. Rochelle pulled away.

  “I really should leave.” She said.

  “Is that really what you want?’ he whispered.

  Rochelle nodded, grabbing her pants.

  “I really do hate to see you leave.” Roger said.

  “I shouldn’t stay.” Rochelle said, pulling her pants on.

  “I’ll walk you to your car.” He said.

  “Thanks.” She said, putting her shirt back on.

  “Are you getting your bra?” Roger asked.

  Rochelle slid it in her purse. “See you. Thanks for having me.”

  “You’re welcome.” He said.

  They walked out to her car. Roger kissed Rochelle. She left. Well that was close he thought.

  The next day, Roger found Rochelle.

  “Hey, how are you?” he asked.

  “Okay. You? Last night was fun. Do you have anything to do tonight?” she asked.

  “I could be free.” Roger said.

  “Got it.” Rochelle said.

  “What were you thinking of?” he asked.

  “Maybe some ribs?” she asked.

  “Sounds good. Around seven?” Roger asked.

  “I’ll be there.” Rochelle said.

  “See you.” Roger said, walking off.

  That night at seven, Roger met Rochelle at The Ribbet.

  “I love this place. I was hoping it was okay.” Rochelle said.

  “It’s fine with me.” Roger said.

  “Good.” She said.

  “Yeah. Have you ordered?” he asked.

  “Not yet. I was waiting for you.” Rochelle said.

  “Thanks.” Roger said.

  “I’ll go up now.” She said.

  “I got it.” He said, rising.

  “Thanks.” Rochelle said.

  Roger went to the counter and then came back.

  “How many did you order?” she asked.

  “Two orders of five. Is that okay?” Roger asked.

  “Very, thanks.” Rochelle replied.

  “No problem. They’ll call when it’s ready.” He said.

  “Good.” She said.

  About ten minutes later, their food was done. Roger went to the counter and picked it up. He sat it on the table. Rochelle kissed his cheek.

  “You’re a good guy.” She said.

  “Never doubt it.” He said.

  “These things aren’t really date material. They’re so messy.” Rochelle said.

  “I like them. Are you tr
ying to date me?” Roger teased.

  “I am.” She said.

  Roger smiled. “Great.”

  “Is that a problem?” Rochelle asked.

  “No of course it’s not.” He said.

  “Do you agree?” she asked.

  “I don’t know. I’m still out on that.” Roger said.

  “How come?” Rochelle asked.

  “Not sure you’re physically attracted to me.” He said.

  “I obviously am.” She said.

  “I don’t know. Maybe I need some proof.” Roger said, winking.

  “Okay. When? How?” Rochelle asked.

  “You’ll see when you get done eating.” He said.

  “I better eat fast then.” She said.

  They ate their ribs. Then Roger stood.

  “Are you coming with me?” Roger asked.

  “Coming.” Rochelle said.

  They walked out to Roger’s car.

  “Do you want to come back to my place?” he asked.

  “Sure, why not? Do you have any wine left?” Rochelle asked.

  “Sure.” Roger said.

  They got in the car. Roger drove to his house. They got out of the car and went in the house. Rochelle sat on the couch. Roger brought her a glass of wine.

  “Are you going to have any?” Rochelle asked.

  “I guess I should. Are you going to take advantage of me?” he asked, smirking.

  “I’ll try not to.” She said, smiling back.

  They kissed. Roger slid Rochelle’s shirt off. Rochelle bit his neck. Roger pulled her into his lap. Rochelle licked and sucked on his neck. Roger felt on her ass. Rochelle kissed him. He smacked her ass. Rochelle wiggled.

  “Is something wrong?” Roger asked.

  “No, everything’s okay. Don’t worry.” Rochelle said.

  Roger kissed her harder. Rochelle unsnapped her bra and took it off. Roger sucked gently on Rochelle’s nipple. Rochelle moaned. Roger nibbled on it a bit, playing with her other nipple. Rochelle moaned louder, arching her back a bit.

  “Stand up.” Roger whispered.

  Rochelle got up. Roger undid her pants and slid them down. Rochelle moved into Roger’s lap. Roger kissed her. She kissed him back. Roger slapped her ass again. Rochelle grinded her body against his. He grinded back against her.

  ‘Do you want to head upstairs?” Roger whispered.

  “No, we shouldn’t.” Rochelle said.

  “Really?” he asked.

  “Yeah.” She replied.

  “Okay.” Roger said, pulling Rochelle closer.

  Rochelle wrapped her arms around him. Roger sucked Rochelle’s nipples.

  “Okay, we can go upstairs. I give.” Rochelle said.

  Roger smiled. “Are you sure? I don’t want to pressure you.”

  “Not at all. Come on.” She said, getting off his lap.

  They walked upstairs holding hands. Roger laid on the bed. Rochelle slid her panties off and climbed in beside of him. Roger slowly slid out of his clothes. Rochelle cuddled against him. He slid his arms around her.

  “Are you ready to do this?” Roger whispered.

  “I am.” Rochelle whispered back.

  They kissed hard. Roger started to slowly finger Rochelle. She moaned into his mouth. He bit her lip as he fingered harder.

  “Do you have condoms?” Rochelle asked.

  “Yeah.” Roger said, sliding a condom out of his pocket.

  “I see you’re a stud.” She teased.

  “I try to be.” He said, putting her leg over his.

  Rochelle smiled at him. He slid his cock inside of her. They started to grind more against each other. Their lips against each other’s.

  “Feels so good. It’s been so long.” Rochelle whispered.

  “How long has it been?” Roger asked.

  “A year. I can’t believe this.” She said.

  “I never have random sex either. It’s okay.” He said.

  “You do so.” She said.

  Roger pumped more into her. Rochelle moaned against his neck.

  “Oh, man you feel so good.” Roger whispered.

  “So, do you.” Rochelle said.

  Her breathing was getting heavier.

  “Oh baby!” Roger said, thrusting harder inside of her.

  “Feels so good.” Rochelle whispered.

  “Yes, it does.” He whispered back.

  Rochelle grinded more. Roger grinded more into her.

  “Holy shit, I’m going to cum!” he yelled.

  Rochelle smiled. Roger pumped more into her. Rochelle shivered a bit. Roger started to cum. He fucked her through his orgasm. Rochelle kissed Roger harder.

  “Are you close?” he asked.

  “No, you can stop.” Rochelle said.

  “Really?” Roger asked.

  “Yes please.” She said.

  Roger slid out of her and pulled the condom off.

  “That was fun. Thank you.” He said.

  “You’re welcome. I’m going to go.” Rochelle said.

  “Are you sure? You don’t have to.” Roger said.

  “I need to.” Rochelle said, grabbing her panties and walking off.

  Well that was fun. Now I’m on to the next Roger thought.

  Chapter Two

  The next day, Roger got a text from Rochelle. It said, hey, I had fun last night. Do it again sometime? Roger didn’t bother responding. The next day, he ran into her.

  “Hey, how are you?” Rochelle asked.

  “Not bad. I have to get to class. Bye.” Roger said, walking off.

  He could feel her eyes boring into him. He shook his head. Don’t let it phase you Roger thought.

  The next day, Roger went to Trivial with Blake. Rochelle and Becca were there. Roger decided to ignore them.

  “So, it’s been awhile since we’ve really talked. What happened with Rochelle?” Blake asked.

  “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” Roger said.

  “Did you score?” Blake asked.

  Roger nodded. Blake stretched his fist across the table. Roger knocked his fist against it.

  “You’re awesome.” Blake said.

  “Thanks.” Roger said.

  “Are you going to talk to her again?” Blake asked.

  “I don’t need to.” Roger said.

  “Her friends are going to hate you. You’re never going to get any more action.” Blake said.

  “I’ll go somewhere else.” Roger said.

  “It’s going to run through the circles now. Good luck.” Blake said.

  “It already has. I smashed the unsmashable.” Roger said.

  “That’s cool.” Blake said.

  “Agreed. Do you want another drink? I’m going for a refill.” Roger said, getting up.

  “I’m good bro but thanks.” Blake said.

  Roger found a spot on the bar. Rochelle joined him.

  “Hey handsome.” She said.

  “Hey.” Roger replied.

  “Can we talk outside? It’s important.” She said.

  “I’m getting a drink.” Roger said.

  “Come on. It’ll only take five minutes.” Rochelle said.

  “I’m busy.” He said.

  “Come on.” She repeated.

  “Really?” Roger asked.

  “Yes.” Rochelle said.

  They both walked outside.

  “What is it?” he asked.

  “You pumped and dumped me.” She said.

  “Yes, I did.” Roger said.

  “I thought you were different.” Rochelle said.

  “You knew the deal.” He said.

  Rochelle laughed. “I guess so. See you around. I just thought maybe you’d apologize.”

  “Okay well have fun.” Roger said.

  Rochelle walked back inside. Roger was ready to go but he couldn’t let her win. He went back and got his drank. Then sat with Blake.

  “I just went outside with Rochelle. She’s pissed.” Roger said.

  “You knew s
he would be.” Blake said.

  “True.” Roger said.

  “Not like she’s the first girl so oh well.” Blake said.

  “Right, I know. Usually they don’t approach me though.” Roger said.

  “True. Oh well. It’s good entertainment.” Blake said.

  Roger nodded. “I can’t say it’s not. Drama hour is over though.”

  “Truth. Let’s just drink.” Blake said.

  On Monday, Roger ran into Rochelle again. She was on the arm of a muscular guy laughing. He shook his head. Maybe I just opened her floodgates he thought. Roger walked off.

  The next day, Roger saw her again with the same guy. I wonder if that’s her actual boyfriend. Maybe I was the side dish. I need to go find out. I don’t need that drama he thought. Roger walked over to Rochelle.

  “We need to talk over here for a minute.” Roger said.

  “Okay, I’m coming.” Rochelle said.

  They walked about ten feet away.

  “Is that guy your boyfriend?” Roger asked.

  “Boyfriend?” Rochelle asked, looking over her shoulder.

  “Yeah, does he know that we slept together? I don’t want any drama.” He said.

  “I know. It’s not going to be any. Bye.” She said, walking off.

  Roger sighed. She never answered my question. I guess that’s okay. I need to just find a new girl to focus on Roger thought.

  He approached a raven haired tanned girl named Shelia.

  “Hey babe, how are you doing?” Roger asked.

  “I’m okay. How are you?” Shelia asked.

  “Not bad. What’s up?” he asked.

  “Not a lot.” She replied.

  “Do you want to hang out later?” Roger asked.

  “Why not? We can get a bottle of wine and go to your place.” Shelia said.

  “Doesn’t sound bad to me.” He said.

  “Good.” She said, smiling.

  Roger smiled back. “Text me.”

  Roger had known Shelia wouldn’t be a challenge. Shame. I like challenges he thought, shaking his head. Later that evening, Shelia came over.

  “Hey welcome.” Roger said, opening the door.

  She stepped inside. “Thanks. I brought a bottle of wine. I wasn’t sure that you had any.” She held up a bottle.

  “Yeah I do but it never hurts to have one more. Thanks.” Roger said.

  Shelia sat on the couch. He grabbed two cups and sat beside of her.

  “I heard something about you today.” Shelia said.

  “What’s that?” Roger asked.

  “That you just want sex.” She said.

  “Now who told you that?” he teased.