by Maria Lucy
Roommate Ménage
Sinful Desires
By: Maria Lucy
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
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Chapter One
Most guys probably have it much easier when dating a woman for two to three weeks. A man would believe that after a few dates that he’d get into the woman’s pants or at the very least get his rocks off. However, Tim didn’t get it that easy with Sherry.
Admittedly, Sherry Norton would say that she was a virgin and waiting for just the right guy to part ways with her innocence. It wasn’t that Sherry held onto her virginity for marriage, but she had yet to find the right guy. She’d watched her best friend go in and out of relationships based on bad boys and their cheating ways. If Sherry was going to part ways with her purity, then she wanted it to be with someone she’d be with for longer than a cup of coffee.
So, Sherry’s boyfriend, Tim, was visibly upset as the two sipped on hot chocolate at the corner café. He awkwardly broached the subject about having sex with Sherry while still staying discrete in public about it.
“Baby,” Tim placed his hand on Sherry’s forearm. “Look, I know that you don’t want to but, what if…”
“Listen, not now,” Sherry firmly interrupted. “I don’t think this is the time or the place for us to discuss this. Is that why you took me out for—to ask if you could have sex?”
The soft ambient music in the café seemed to ring louder than normal tonight as Tim tried to gather his thoughts and not grow too frustrated. Tim wouldn’t openly admit to her that he already tail lined up if she turned him down, but he knew that if he paced this relationship just right, he’d be set for at least a hit and split. Rather than grow frustrated and force the issue, Tim inhaled deeply and rubbed her forearm.
“Okay, I get it,” Tim assured her. He placed his hand under her chin to draw her face across the table to kiss. He thoughtfully pecked her plump lips and stroked the side of her face as he pressed her brown bangs behind her left ear. Sherry smirked a bit and blushed at his public display of affection.
The two finished up their warm beverages and Tim shifted conversation quickly to Sherry’s work day at the nail salon. Sherry was an openly passionate aesthetician and loved talking about her day and the gossip she’d hear from her clientele throughout the day. Her mood quickly lifted and she was quick to forget about Tim’s crude yet delicate question for intimate affairs. Though, Tim silently checked out in his head and daydreamed about Sherry’s gorgeous naked body.
Sherry wore a sleeveless sweater dress that stopped short of her knees and knee high leather boots that added height to her small frame. She was a petite girl with a cherub-like face that made her appear much younger than 24-years old. Her face was perfectly framed by a bob cut style hairdo with dark brown hair and highlights. The young woman’s body was small, toned yet perky and youthful. It was no surprise that Sherry had the affection of most any guy that passed her. And, she knew it.
Appearance meant the world to Sherry, so she dressed stylishly even it meant sacrificing comfort. After all, Sherry spent hours in the gym every week to perfect her body, why would she want to hide it under layers of clothing? Even though it was February in the Midwest, Sherry didn’t much let that dictate the style of clothes she wore.
As the two finished their warm beverages, Tim suggested they go for a short walk down the block. He figured that if he could spend a little more time with her, he may yet convince her to give sex a try with him. Otherwise, he’d toss in the towel and get ahold of the next chick.
They both bundled up before heading back into the cold weather. Tim helped Sherry get on her tight-fitting leather coat and wrapped her thick scarf around her neck. He stepped in close enough to whisper softly into her ear. The boyfriend figured he had one last shot at getting her interest for intimacy so he played his wild card.
“I love you,” Tim breathed softly onto her earlobe sending shivers into Sherry.
She could feel her nipples grow erect and her skin tingle with electricity. Surprised by his sentiment and openly admitting his love to her, Sherry turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. The couple inched closer together and locked lips. For the moment, they forgot that they were in a coffee shop and the ambient music seemed to hush in the background. Quickly, Tim turned away, grabbed Sherry’s hand and led her out the door.
“Come on,” he laughed. “I’ve got an idea!”
“What’s that?”
“You’ll see!” Tim pulled Sherry into his arm and they scurried down the block.
Not asking questions, Sherry just went along with what Tim had in mind. He had a sense of adventure in him that she took to and admired. That was one of the many reasons why she continued to see Tim and get to know him. That and he was super handsome. He was perfectly groomed with his light beard stubble, short cut blond hair and fit body. She loved to see his abs and enjoyed it even more when he would walk away from her. His rear view was something to see for every woman.
After fast-paced walking in the cold windy climate in downtown, Tim slowed his pace and stopped to turn to Sherry. He had a devilish grin and his dimples popped out on one side. A sparkle came from his deep blue eyes and he pulled their faces to kiss again.
“Okay, so I’m not insinuating anything,” Tim held his hands up. “But, I thought it’d be something completely different if we went and grabbed a movie here.”
Tim pointed to the movie theater behind him and Sherry squinted to see what was on the bill for the evening. However, it dawned on Sherry that all she found were sex-oriented and overtly pornographic titles. She squirmed a bit in her boots and the cold air bit at her knees. Sherry sighed and wondered if this was another ploy from Tim to get his way with her.
“Look, I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not at all that. Have you ever seen a porno before?” Tim asked.
Sherry shook her head in protest, but she quietly heard him out.
“It’s actually pretty funny stuff!” He laughed. “Hey, if you don’t like it or find any humor in it, we can leave. Sound alright?”
Tim placed his gloved hand under Sherry’s chin and lifted it to look her in her downcast eyes. He could tell she wasn’t too keen on the idea, but this was his final stop before throwing the towel in on this relationship. His smile spread across his face and he mouthed I promise to her.
“Well, okay,” Sherry shrugged. “If there’s a bunch of perverts in there, I’m out. I’m not dealing with that.”
Her resolve began to crack and Sherry smiled back to her boyfriend. The couple rushed into the warmth of the adult theater lobby. Rather than being greeted with the fresh smell of buttery popcorn, they got a whiff of something far worse. They quietly wretched from the stench of mildew and sweat in the theater lobby and composed themselves enough to approach the ticket counter.
A hag
gard, elderly woman puffed away at her e-cigarette as she stared off at nothing. The woman had large fleshy moles on her dangling neck tissue and a lazy eye with a cataract that further added to her charm. Her gray hair with brown dye covering the tips was pulled hastily into a messy bun and her clothes looked to be two sizes too big for her plump frame.
“Hey, do you have any suggestions?” Tim asked her cheerfully.
The woman tossed one shoulder up and grunted.
“Buh, a lot of people have been checking out the vintage run of ‘Destiny Does Detroit,’” the old woman explained.
Tim looked at his date, who politely covered her nose from the stink, and reached into his pocket for a twenty. He searched in vain for snacks and instead decided to leave the charming woman a tip.
“Ah, go ahead…keep the change,” Tim said, putting his hands up.
“Here,” she handed them both a crudely written movie ticket stub. “The second theater on the right…”
The couple turned to walk in the direction the old woman pointed when she called out to them.
“Hey,” Tim and Sherry turned around. “Stay in the back, unless, of course…”
The old woman shrugged and curled her lips down. Tim and Sherry stared back at her wondering what she could mean. Rather than not heed her warning, they chose seats in the back row of the theater just next to the exit.
The movie theater was darkly lit and the stench grew more pungent. The floors seemed a bit tackier as if covered by duct tape. Every step they took on the ground, they were greeted with a sound of scritch-scratch.
Tim pulled down the seat for Sherry to sit in. Neither removed their coats and chose to stay toasty warm in their winter outfits. Though the seats appeared old, they were unusually comfortable.
The theater was rather small with about two rows of two dozen seats and the screen couldn’t have been larger than one-hundred inches. The previews had already begun and three other men were scattered in the seats. When the couple came, the three shady-looking figures turned to see who came in. One man sat up in his seat and didn’t return his gaze to the screen.
Sherry pulled Tim’s arm around her and briefly glanced to her admirer. She placed her hand into Tim’s lap to warm her cold hands and could feel a bit of excitement stir in his pants. Secretly, Sherry thought of ways to bolt out of the room if these strangers tried anything funny. So absorbed in her thoughts, Tim became fully aroused at her hand tucked into his lap. In fact, it was almost unbearable for him to stay covered in his winter outfit, but he was just as frightened as she was of these three strangers.
The movie started up and the lights shut off in the theater. The screen illuminated enough to make out the forms of everyone. It was quickly clear to the couple that this film jumped right into the action since the opening scene was an orgy. Up front, one the guys seemed to be preoccupied, jittering in his seat. Another man to the right slumped further down into his seat and pulled his ball cap tight over his eyes. Sherry’s admirer ogled at her, even though the movie had already started. She averted his gaze and kept her eyes locked on the screen.
Sherry was oddly turned on by the debauchery and decadence of the film and became absorbed by the mix of nude bodies writhing about and enjoying one another. The men’s hard bodies and the women’s sexy figures enticed and excited Sherry. If Tim brought her here to turn her on, then he definitely accomplished his mission. But, she had enough sense about her to control her sexual desires and wasn’t going to comply with her boyfriend’s horny advances so quickly.
“You look like you are enjoying the show,” Tim whispered to her.
She looked up at him and grinned while she bit her lower lip. Her mind grew alight with sexuality and her hand advanced further into Tim’s legs. Sherry wanted badly to fulfill Tim’s desires, but she also didn’t expect to give herself away so easily. So, her resolve gave way to the slightest degree and she stroked the outside of Tim’s jeans.
Tim sat up straight and his member came to full attention at the sensation of her touch. He smiled a bit and continued to soak in the orgy on the big screen. As Tim grew more excited, he unsnapped his pants to relieve tension. Sherry looked up at him and saw him intently watching the movie. As she slipped her hand into his pants, she felt someone approach her from the aisle way.
It was the creeper from across the theater. He had made his way next to the couple and had himself displayed in all his glory. And, as the couple became more intimate, the creepy older gentleman pleasured himself to the show.
“Agh!” Sherry screamed.
Tim snapped to see what his girlfriend screamed.
“What the fuck?!” Tim yelled. He hastily zipped his pants up and snatched Sherry to her feet.
The old man wasn’t fazed and continued to pleasure himself, but now he was chuckling at the couple. He licked one random tooth that lay in his lower jaw, protruding from his mouth. Drool crept down into the man’s chest-length beard and his bodily stench only further enhanced the stink of the theater.
Tim pushed the man on his chest and barreled with Sherry in tow out the theater. Enraged, Tim took his girlfriend out the Movie Theater and back into the cold street. Neither one wanting to utter a word about what happened, they just walked the rest of the way to Sherry’s apartment in silence.
As they came to the front door to her building, Sherry turned to Tim. She looked up into his eyes only to see that he appeared flush with anger and riddled with embarrassment.
“Tim?”
He leaned down and quickly kissed her.
“Yeah?”
She nervously looked off and kicked her boot at debris on the sidewalk. Sherry tried gathering her thoughts and expressing herself in a way that didn’t make Tim feel any worse. But, after several blocks of walking in silence, she had enough time to compose the gist of what bothered her.
“I think that we need to take a little time to cool off,” she spoke sheepishly.
“Sure, I can use some time myself,” Tim reached for the front door.
Sherry brushed his hand away from the door and placed herself in the way of the entrance.
“That’s not what I meant…” she looked forlornly at him.
Tim’s shoulders sank and his breath came out in foggy bursts at a quicker pace. His blood began to course through his veins all over again. The past few weeks of him playing goody-two-shoes weighed heavily on him. Rather than fight it, he gave up.
Without so much as a kiss good night, Tim threw his hands up in disgust and turned to walk away.
“Hey, wait,” Sherry stopped him. “I didn’t mean like that!”
He briefly turned to her and shook his head.
“Sherry, that wasn’t my fault that guy did that, but whatever…I need to go think about things. I’ll call you tomorrow.” Tim stormed off, madder than ever. He knew where he was headed and Sherry couldn’t even begin to imagine where.
Flabbergasted by his hasty departure, Sherry keyed herself into her apartment building and headed for the elevator to go to her place. Tears welled in her eyes and she feared the worst happened with Tim, much like all the other guys who just wanted one thing in her.
Though it was hard to think about, Sherry was glad the pervert created the diversion because it stopped her from giving into Tim’s sexual desires. So, now she still remained sexually removed and still, technically, a virgin. She wiped the tears from her eyes with tissue from her pocket and composed herself before entering her apartment.
“Hey! What’s up, girlie?” Sherry’s roommate, Danielle cheerfully greeted.
Those few words were enough to allow her emotions to come pouring out. Sherry couldn’t hold back any more of her feelings and she began to openly cry.
Chapter Two
After a long day and a trying experience, Sherry was ready to call it a day and get some much-needed sleep and rest for her tearful eyes. Thankfully, as soon as Sherry arrived home, her best friend, Danielle was there to lend a shoulder to cry on and an understanding
ear. Sherry recounted the entire evening’s events, including the sudden change in Tim’s demeanor.
“Wow, what a creep,” Danielle blurted.
After quite a few tears had shed, Sherry felt much better. This was a pattern the women had since their early college days. The two had roomed together throughout college and became best of friends from day one. They always felt comfortable sharing their deepest secrets and desires. Danielle was well-aware of Sherry’s decision to save herself for the right person, so she was appalled by Tim’s behavior.
As the women loosened up and shared a few glasses of Merlot wine, Danielle was able to shift Sherry’s sour mood and had her laughing in no time. Danielle was the stronger more resilient of the two.
Danielle was a short, curvy redhead with plenty of sass and confidence to spare. Her long red locks curled over and spilled past her shoulders. She carried herself with poise and class while wearing some of the skimpiest business casual outfits that would call attention to her two best assets—her large breasts and apple-bottom ass. This woman could have any man she wanted and took advantage of that on many occasions.
The audacious redhead dated and slept with plenty of good looking men over the years, so it was easy for Sherry to live vicariously through her best friend. Many men were big, small, short, tall, handsome and occasionally fugly. But, as soon as they’d wander into her life, Danielle would dispose of them when they became too much of a hassle. Rather than deal with drama or bad boy bullshit, she’d kick them to the curb. That’s why it came as a surprise to Sherry that Danielle shared some news on the contrary to her normal behavior.
“Sherry, I have a favor to ask of you,” Danielle said.
“What’s that?” Sherry asked and sipped on her red wine.
“Well, you know Jon, right?”
Sherry nodded her head. She knew of Jon all too well and often fantasized about this handsome stud. Jon was just shy of six foot tall, never had shoes on, rarely wore a shirt and only covered his body with thin black suspenders and worn down Levi’s jeans. He had a devil-may-care attitude and had a permanent grin of a Cheshire cat, almost appearing stoned all the time. Because he wore no shirt, Jon left little to the imagination and showed off his cut physique and six-pack abs. The guy was admittedly a genetic freak in that he never worked out a day in his life and ate whatever he wanted. His dirty blond hair lay draped in a mess over his eyes and over his ears.