Her Roommate
By Amanda Martinez
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Chapter 1
Gary
I put the ad out and I waited for an answer. I knew that it wasn’t going to happen overnight, but it had been almost a week. I was getting desperate because rent was coming up and I didn’t want to come up with it all myself. I needed a roommate, but not any of the weirdos that I’d been meeting.
The first guy I met, with had this whole goth vibe going on and it freaked me out a little bit. I don’t know how that was going to work. The second one had three cats and a strange eye that floated around. This went on for the last ten people I’d seen. They were all guys, and all had some strange ticks that I noticed right off, that I knew I wouldn’t be able to work with.
Now I was waiting to meet Dana. It had been a fight internally to even meet with her. I hadn’t met with any women, because I couldn’t see how living with a woman was going to work out. It never had when I was dating them, so without sex, it seemed like a slow hell that I wasn’t going to be a part of.
I checked my watch for the third time and adjusted the glasses on my face. This was ridiculous. I shouldn't be this nervous to meet a roommate. I wanted to tell myself that it was silly, but I had met so many flunkies as of late, that it was impossible to calm down. The truth was that it was because it was a woman. I wasn't used to this and the idea of meeting a girl that I didn't even know and considering living with her, was just madness.
I kept watching the door and saw a short little redhead come in that seemed out of place. The coffee shop was full of man-buns and hipsters, but the redhead was neither. She was very girly and had an a brightly patterned skirt with a bright red top. Her hair was long in waves around her shoulders.
It was nice to look at her as she scanned the room. I could tell that she was looking for someone and it only occur to me when she stopped in front of my table, that this could be Dana. I had seen her so many ways in my head and none of them ended like this. She was very pretty and not at all what I had pictured.
“Are you Gary?”
“I am.”
I wasn't going to stand up to begin with, but now I feel like I had to. She was the type of woman that made me want to pull out her chair and open the door for. She was just acted in a way that was out of this time and Dana had a smile that could melt the coldest heart.
Her hand was tiny in my own and I knew that I wanted her in every way that I could have her. She wasn’t supposed to look like this and there was no question in my mind that I was going to say yes. If she would have me, I’d found my new roommate. I wasn’t supposed to want more, but it was rather impossible not to think about it.
“Would you like me to order you something? Coffee, doughnut?”
She sat down after I let go of her hand and I tried to pull myself together. It was going to do me no good to let her get the best of me. I had to realize what was going on and get a grip. This was an interview for a roommate, not a date.
“No, I know it’s bad, but I brought my own tea. They never have what I want here.”
“You brought your own tea?”
“I know lame, but yeah. It’s Earl Grey. You would think it’s pretty common, but it’s not. Coffee makes me a little jittery.”
So, from the first few minutes, I could tell that she was a girl that ran on the straight and narrow. It was something that I liked, but worried that poker night might be a problem. It could get a little rowdy and I was trying to imagine how a delicate woman like Dana would react.
“Do you like tea?”
“Not really. More of a coffee or beer kind of guy.”
“Sounds about right. My ex was like that. It was one or the other, with a soda in the mix once and a while.”
“Is that why you are looking for a roommate?”
“Sort of. I moved here from Seattle and I don’t really know anyone. I just picked a spot on the map and here I am. So, I need to find a place quick and rent is crazy. Roommates seemed to be a good way to go about it. I have never lived with a stranger before. Have you?”
“A couple of times, but usually I would split a place with a couple of buddies.”
Dana looked around the coffee shop. I wanted to know what she was thinking, but her expression gave nothing away.
“Do you want to go look at the place?”
She agreed, and we left the coffee shop.
“Do you go there often?”
“Not really. The coffee is okay, but I mainly get it to go.”
Dana nodded but didn’t say anything.
“So, you’re single?”
I was thrown off by the question. It was something that I wondered about her, but now I was starting to understand that I wasn’t the only one thinking about it. Why did Dana want to know that? Was I able to let my mind wander?
“Pretty much.”
Dana snickered as we were getting up to leave.
“What does that mean?”
“It means I date women, but nothing exclusive.”
Dana was not taking it the way that I wanted her to. She called me a player and I knew that it wasn’t that far off. I had been known to play the field, especially when the field consisted of women like her.
Chapter 2
Dana
The apartment was bigger than I thought it was going to be and Gary said it was because he’d picked up his aunt’s lease when she’d moved. It was cheaper than I would have imagined, and the bedroom was rather large, with a huge closet that would fit all of my shoes. I was ready to say yes from the get-go.
I was getting a weird vibe from Gary, but I knew that it was because I was attracted to him and that was going to complicate everything. He was not what I had expected when I’d talked to him on the phone. He was into computers and he looked the part of a nerd in some ways. He was buff and even with the glasses and polo shirt, it wasn’t hard to see how big his biceps were. Gary was everything a woman could want in a man and more. He was smart, funny, sexy.
Could I really roommate with a guy that I was attracted to? This didn’t seem like a good way to start in a new city, but I found myself telling him that this was the exact sort of place that I was looking for.
“You want to do this then?”
I shook my head in agreement and hoped that it was the right decision. I wasn’t going to know if it was or not until we moved in together.
We agreed on the terms and I was going to start moving in tomorrow.
“You can move into tonight if you want.”
“No, it’s the first tomorrow and I will have the hotel for another night. I already paid for it, so I might as well use it. What time would be good?”
“I get off at five, but I will give you the key now, so that you can come whenever you want. I think this is going to work out well.”
I felt his fingers brush against mine, as I took the key from him. This was
going to be interesting. I knew that much, but I wasn’t sure where it was all going to go. For better or worse, I had a place to stay and a new love interest.
Leaving, I went back to the hotel and took a long shower. He wasn’t my type, but that could change. Gary was the sort of guy that I wanted to get to know. Now I had to find a job, the next thing on my list. It seemed a lot easier now that I had a place to stay. Before, I was just worried about how quickly the hotel fees were going to mount up. I’d been here a week and it was already almost as much as I was going to pay in rent for a month.
Everything was falling into place and I was able to sleep like a baby that night. I knew that deep down, everything was going to be okay. I just knew it.
***
The next day I started off early and decided that I wanted to get my stuff brought over and the room put together before I went out to look for a job. I was mainly looking at something in the restaurants because they were always the easiest and fastest to get. A waitressing job would do me well right now. Cash money coming in would help.
I kept that in mind as I moved in at my leisure. It wouldn’t be a good time to go until around two or so when places slowed down. I would have a couple of hours before they picked back up again, and I was convinced I would find something. I always did.
Another hour later I was taking off from the apartment that I now lived in. I didn’t have much from the move, but the room was in place and I was feeling better about things. I left to find a job and about an hour later, I had one. I started the next day. It was like destiny was telling me I was exactly where I was supposed to be. It was hard to fight that feeling and I really didn’t want to. It was all just so perfect.
When I got back to the apartment, I had a lot of nervous energy that I had to use up. It felt weird to be staying there with all of Gary’s things around. I finally started to cook dinner because I didn’t know what else to do with myself. I figured it would be a nice gesture and it would be a good way to get to know him.
I imagined that he might be the type to go out, even on a weekday, but I really wasn’t sure. I just wanted to do something nice and I was relieved and a bit on edge, when he finally came through the door.
“Smells great in here.”
“Thought you might like some dinner. If you aren’t too busy, maybe we can get to know each other a little bit better.”
There was something in what I said, because the next moment, he had fire in his eyes and I knew that I was the cause of it. My innocent comment had not seemed so innocent. I was going to have to watch myself, because at the moment, he was looking at me like he was going to chew me up and spit me out.
“That sounds like a good idea. Let me get cleaned up from work and I will see you out here.”
“Okay.”
He took off and a bit later, I was passing the bathroom to get something out of my room, and I heard a sound that drew me in enough that I stopped to listen. If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought that he was touching himself, hard and fast. I heard the groan of completion that was gritted out. My legs clenched together, and I walked back into the kitchen, trying to figure out how I was going to be able to ignore that feeling that just ran through me.
My mind was never going to be able to forget the sounds that were coming out of there.
Chapter 3
Gary
This was going to be harder than I thought it was going to be. I had been home for an hour, and less than ten minutes in and I had to go to the shower and rub one off. Coming home to dinner cooked and Dana looking up at me with those big blue eyes of her, was not something that was going to be easy to ignore.
I sat down to dinner and we were both quiet for a few minutes. I had to wonder why she was, but I knew exactly why I wasn’t offering much to the conversation. I was trying not to look at her and think about all the things that I would like to do to her. It would not do me any good at this point.
“So, what is it that you do exactly Gary?”
“I fix computers for people that make a lot more money than me, but don't know shit about technology.”
“That's good. I don't know much about technology either. I guess I would be one of those people.”
“Well, you're pretty, so that's okay.”
For a moment she gave me a look.
“I don't know why I said that. Sorry.”
“Don't be. It doesn’t hurt my feelings any. We all have something that we are good at.”
“Have you thought about what you're going to do while you’re here?”
She didn't have a job and I was wondering how she was going to pay next month’s rent, but it was her first day, so she was paid up for a while. Or I was just trying to get us on a subject to distract me from the long legs her skirt exposed.
“I got a job earlier today at the bistro down the street. It looked alright. Second Cup?”
“It’s not bad at all. They actually have a pretty good lunch crowd. My office picks up take-out from there on Tuesdays.”
“Well good, maybe I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I smiled at her and tried to breathe as she smiled back at me. This was going to be harder than I thought it was going to be. She was beautiful and sitting across from the table like this, a second day in a row, it was hard not to think about this like it was a date. It sure as hell felt like it. I wanted to do all kinds of naughty things to her, while I sat in front of her.
“Maybe, though someone else usually picks it up.”
She smiled, and I was surrounded by bad thoughts and silence that wasn’t chasing it away like I wanted it to.
“Did you waitress before when you lived in Seattle?”
“No, I wrote poetry and painted. There was several places that I would show my work and sell it. I know that I will find something like that here, so until then, waitressing is quick and easy, no matter where I go.”
“I would drop everything.”
“Come on. You look rather capable. I’m sure you would be fine.”
Dana smiled and shrugged.
“I don’t know about that Dana.”
It dawned on me, that maybe she wasn’t talking about carrying dishes. Maybe she was thinking about something else and I just didn’t know any better.
Either way, she got red-faced and went up to her room a little while later. I had a feeling that I had said or done something to make her run off, but I wasn’t sure what that was.
With that in mind, I went upstairs to talk to her. I wanted us to get along and if that meant having a conversation that I didn’t want to have, then so be it.
I had my hand up to knock when I heard muffled sounds coming from the other side of it. It was hard to hear very well, and I moved closer to the wood, straining to hear. Dana was moaning and whimpering softly.
It wasn’t a good idea to knock on the door, I had a feeling about it anyways, but then again, I wanted to see what was going on. She was probably just moving a bookcase or something in there. I was taking this all out of context and I knocked twice before bumping the door open.
What I saw, was not at all what I expected, and it wasn’t her moving furniture either. Dana was naked on the bed and her eyes were wide, looking at me. The skirt that she’d had on was now up to her waist and her legs were spread wide. I was able to see every inch of her bottom half, except for the part that she was touching. Her panties were still on and she had her hand stuffed under the fabric.
She made a sound and started to cover herself, shutting her legs up and ruining my view. She sat up and Dana hadn’t noticed that one of the tits she’d been playing with, was out for me to see.
It was milky white and seemed so soft. I wanted to touch her in all the wrong ways, but I knew that I was going to have to wait. This wasn’t something that I was too enthused about, but it didn’t matter at the moment.
“Shit, sorry Dana. You just left the table. I didn’t think it was possible to be doing this so soon.”
Her face was red, and s
he finally croaked something out, but it wasn’t at all what I wanted to hear.
“Get out Gary!”
I did as she asked, but wanted to go back in the next moment. The more I thought about it, the harder it was to imagine living with her, without wanting to jump her. Dana was jumpable. It was just that simple.
I left and went back to my room. There was no way in hell that I was going to get any sleeping done tonight.
Chapter 4
Dana
“Look Dana. I’m really sorry about last night.”
“Don’t worry about it. I was just embarrassed. I didn’t mean to yell at you.”
“No, it was totally my fault. I should have walked away a lot sooner, but I was in shock. You are a very beautiful woman.”
I looked away because I couldn't meet his eyes anymore. He had this hungry look that he pointed at me again and since he had seen everything, it was hard to keep his smoldering gaze. I was thinking about so many things at this moment. Last night, I had been thinking about Gary and I wondered if he knew that. Was that why he was looking at me the way he was now?
“Thank you. I will make sure that I lock the door next time, so it doesn’t happen again.”
He started to say something and then stopped himself. I would have given anything to have known what it was that he wanted to say. It felt important.
“So, would you like some breakfast?”
I had not been able to sleep very well, so I had been up early this morning making breakfast. It was something that I did when I was nervous, cooking and I told him that I could make him an omelet if he wanted one.
He agreed and I had one in front of him in moments. Gary took a bite and smiled.
“You are a really good cook. I think I have lucked out, getting you as a roommate.”
I had to wonder how much of it was because of my cooking and how much of it was because of what he walked in on last night. I was still absolutely mortified by it. I don't know what had come over me, but whatever it was, I was going to have to pay for it. Every time Gary looked at me from this point on, I knew what he was going to be thinking about.
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