Roomies: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  Reese sighed. “No, that’s not all. I got into the car with him and I figured he’d take me straight to the dorms like he always did, but it seemed he had other plans.”

  I clenched my hand in a fist at that. That sounded suspiciously close to the sort of behavior that would require me to track this guy and really beat the shit out of him. The kind of behavior that couldn’t be excused by me being turned on by the idea of Reese cheating with another guy. Only Reese must’ve noticed the way I was clenching my fists because she giggled and shook her head.

  “Ease up stud. It was nothing like that.”

  “Yeah? Then what did happen?”

  “Well he was driving around and I realized we went past my dorm. I asked him what the hell was going on and he said he’d drop me off as long as I paid the toll.”

  I rolled my eyes again. I could already see where this was going. I had a pretty damn good idea just what the toll was for him to drop her off at her dorm.

  “And I suppose this wasn’t at all creepy either?” I asked.

  “Not really. The way he was looking at me was so hot. The way he was being so persistent kinda got me going, if I’m gonna be honest.”

  “So I guess you paid the toll then?”

  “Well not right away, but he ended up pulling off in an abandoned parking lot. I told him he was being naughty and I had a boyfriend, but I don’t think he really cared. I was so turned on that I really didn’t care in the moment, but I did feel bad about it after.”

  After. So she went through with it. She flashed her tits again, and if they were in a secluded parking lot something told me that’s not all that was going on.

  “So that’s all that happened?”

  “Well I might have let him feel me up just a little bit, but not as much as what you saw last night. I realized what time it was and that you were going to be pissed off so I made him take me back to my dorm. I called you while we were on the way back and it was really fucking hard to keep him quiet!”

  Now that was an interesting added wrinkle to the entire situation. It definitely wasn’t something I was expecting. The entire time she was talking to me last week she was in another man’s car after flashing him and letting him feel her up. It certainly explained the lag between her leaving the pizza place and getting home later.

  Talk about hot! I knew I should’ve been angry, I know I should have probably been dumping her or threatening to beat up that Aiden guy or any of a hundred more rational responses to finding out that my girlfriend had just basically been cheating on me, but in that moment all of the anger melted away to be replaced by something that burned just as brightly. A burning desire to see more of Reese doing this sort of thing, and to see her doing it in person!

  And in that moment as she told me everything I realized that I didn’t care. I didn’t have any shame about this. Who cared how I was supposed to react? At the end of the day I felt the way I felt and there was nothing wrong with that. So what if other people would think I was crazy for getting hot thinking about my girl with another guy? Other people didn’t have this fantasy and so it’s not like they could understand.

  Still, it was something that was definitely going to have to be kept quiet. The only people who could know were me, Reese, and maybe Aiden if I was able to convince her to go along with taking this fantasy to its natural conclusion. And Angela, I guess, since she was already tipping me off and sort of acting like my partner in crime.

  I probably should have been more concerned with her cheating on me and lying, but the obsession had taken a firm hold on my erotic imagination at that point and any sort of halfway rational thought was being crowded out by the idea of seeing Reese doing something with Aiden. It was being shoved to the side by thoughts of what they could’ve done that night if she hadn’t realized how late it was and that I would be pissed off if I didn’t hear from her soon.

  “So that’s everything that happened?” I asked.

  “Yeah, that was everything. No more lies.”

  I had a feeling that wasn’t the case. I had a feeling that if Reese could think of a way to make herself look better in this situation she would take it. She’d already proven time and again that she was willing to bend the rules as long as it took some of the heat off of her, but again I didn’t give a fuck. All I could think about was her with another man. His cock sliding in and out of her.

  “So does this mean we’re going to break up?”

  I paused and thought about that for a moment. Breaking up with her was the last thing I wanted to do, but if we were going to stay together then it was going to involve a new set of rules for our relationship. I realized that I was going to have to be careful with how I rolled this out. Sure she’d already basically cheated on me, but at the same time I wasn’t sure how she would react to me essentially giving her a hall pass to fool around and have fun with other guys. Would she think she’d just hit the boyfriend lottery? Or would she think that I was a wimp who didn’t deserve her because I was willing to let her fuck other guys? Would she think that I was just angling for a chance to get with another girl or have a threesome?

  I suppose the only way to find out for sure was to just talk to her. To use my words and admit how I felt.

  “Honestly? I think the idea of you with Aiden is fucking hot,” I said.

  There. It was out there. I told her how I was feeling. I’d revealed my dark fantasy that had been the real reason I was sneaking around and trying to find evidence of her infidelity. And apparently that wasn’t the answer she was expecting because she blinked and stared at me for a long moment. She cocked an eyebrow, opened her mouth to say something, then closed it again. Apparently my crazy revelation had rendered her speechless.

  Good, because that was about how I felt when I realized that she might not be entirely faithful to me. Let her be the one who was really off balance for a moment.

  Then a grin spread across her face and I felt a profound sense of relief. Whatever happened, however we decided to deal with her infidelity and the revelation that it really fucking turned me on, that grin told me that it was going to be okay. Complicated? Hell yes, but at the end of the day we were going to be able to work it out.

  And suddenly a change came over Reese. Suddenly she was leaning down which gave me a nice view down her shirt which just reminded me of how incredible her tits were and what a treat it must’ve been for that Aiden guy to finally get to see them. Thinking about how turned on he must’ve gotten thinking about my girlfriend’s tits added to the feedback loop running through my head and the fantasies that were already running out of control.

  An image of Reese leaning back in his car as he leaned over and started feeling her tits.

  An image of him running his hands down between her legs, only this time he was able to actually reach the goal instead of being interrupted like he was the night before.

  And then it hit me. The night before. She told me everything that happened between the two of them that first night a week ago, but there was still one hell of a big hole in her calendar from last night after I was chased off. She said she told me everything about what happened a week ago, but that had included one hell of a convenient whopping lie of omission that ignored the thing I wanted to hear about the most, and I’d been so worked up, so clouded by arousal thinking about him feeling her up in some secluded parking lot on campus, that it completely left my imagination.

  Yeah, I guess I was right. She was definitely going to lie if it would serve her purposes. It was going to get pretty exhausting to try and keep up with that, but more than anything I wanted to know what happened. More than anything I wanted to continue where this was going with her crawling over me and me leaning back on the bed as she started to grind against my cock.

  So what the hell? Was she still lying? Sure, but I figured I could still have some fun catching her in that lie and maybe incorporate it into some fun this afternoon even if it did have me seriously wondering about the long term prospects for our relationsh
ip.

  This was college, after all. A time to experiment and have some fun. So we’d experiment, see where it went, and if it turned out to be a terrible idea or it turned out she couldn’t stop lying then her probation would end and that would be the end of that. Lesson learned.

  Reese leaned down and her tits pressed against me even as I imagined what it would feel like if I was one of the guys from her work feeling her tits pressing against me. Never imagining that it would actually happen, that the hottest girl from work would show her my tits and then be leaning over me like this. Of course it was all fantasy that was happening between my ears, but it could become reality.

  Hell, it could’ve been reality the night before.

  She continued grinding against my cock, the warmth of her pussy pressing against my throbbing rod, as she leaned down to kiss me. Only I grabbed her hair and held it in a firm grip at the last moment before our lips made contact. She grimaced for a moment and I wondered if I’d hurt her, but at the same time that anger at another fucking lie was starting to come back and mix with the arousal I was feeling.

  “What the hell John?” she asked.

  “You’ve been a naughty girl,” I said.

  “So? I already told you all about that,” she said.

  “Not all about it,” I replied. I pulled her down and then our mouths were pressing together. Her tongue was swirling in my mouth and she was still grinding against me as her chest started to heave. She didn’t even try to break free from my grip, so that must’ve been doing something for her. Interesting how it took her stepping out on me with another guy for me to realize that maybe she had an exhibitionist streak as well as at least a small enjoyment of a guy taking control. First with Aiden when he asked for a toll to bring her back to the dorm and then with me pulling every bit of her confession out by catching her in a series of lies.

  Well she was about to get even more of that. I used my grip on her hair to pull her up and then she was staring down at me, her mouth hanging open and she was practically panting with desire as she stared at me.

  “You were even more naughty because you didn’t tell me everything I wanted to hear. I want you to tell me everything that happened last night with Aiden after he chased me off.”

  Reese smiled and then that smile turned into a long and low moan as I rolled on top of her, as I took one of her wrists in each hand and started grinding against her in a slow tease that I knew she absolutely loved but became pleasurable torture for her if it went on too long.

  Well this afternoon it was going to go on for as long as it took to finally get everything out of her!

  10: More

  “It was the same as last time…” she said.

  I gave a little push and looked down at her with what I hoped was my most stern expression possible. I felt a little like an idiot doing this, but if she wanted a strong man taking control while not taking any bullshit then she was going to get it.

  “I don’t believe you, Reese,” I said. “Angela told me what time you got home, and that gave you a good half hour to an hour of alone time with Aiden after you flashed him and he was mauling your tits in that alley, so what the hell happened back there?”

  Reese was so fucking sexy. Her head was tossing back and forth with her hair flopping this way and that on my pillow. Her chest was rising and falling and her nipples were obvious even through her bra and her shirt. She must’ve been really fucking turned on! Of course that much was obvious from the heat that was radiating out from between her legs. The heat that was so intense that it was pressing up against my cock and threatening to set my body on fire.

  I think this was the most turned on I’d ever seen her since we started dating. It was certainly the most turned on I’d ever felt since we started fucking, and that was saying something since Reese was easily one of the hottest girls I’d ever had the pleasure of dating!

  “Oh fuck, that bitch told you about that?”

  Suddenly it occurred to me that I’d just done any efforts I’d made earlier to try and keep the peace in their dorm room. To try and keep from implicating Angela in blabbing. Oops. Though to be fair I was so caught up in how turned on I was that it’s not like I was thinking straight. Besides, we might’ve gotten along today, but I figured that I owed her at least a little bit of payback for all the trouble she’d caused me before this sudden thawing of relations over the past week.

  Thinking of Angela and how weird she’d been acting naturally led me to thoughts of what she looked like today. How hot that tight fitting T-shirt had been. It really was a goddamn shame that she didn’t dress in stuff like that more often, because she definitely could have a sexy gamer geek vibe going for her if she would actually bother to work at it. Though I suppose that didn’t matter all that much for the online interactions that were probably her normal social outlet.

  I shook my head and pulled myself back into the moment. Why the hell was I thinking of Angela in a moment when I had Reese under me, her body thrashing this way and that as she pressed up against me and begged for more with her every gasping breath, with every thrust that pressed her hot pussy against mine!

  No, I needed to get my head back into the game. I needed to hear everything. No more bullshit.

  “What happened, Reese?”

  “This is torture,” she gasped as I pressed against her again. I was starting to feel a little dizzy myself. I was starting to worry that we might be playing a game of chicken with each other where it was anyone’s guess who was going to come first from a little bit of dry humping. It had surprised me when I realized she could come just from doing this, but it had been a pleasant surprise.

  Well if I was going to have to wait her out then I was going to do my best to wait her out. I tried to think of anything but how fucking hot she looked writhing underneath me. How incredible her hot pussy felt grinding against me. I went to my go-to thought for trying to keep it under control, but I had a very nasty surprise waiting for me when I did that considering Angela was my go-to.

  Usually thinking of her scowling at me and generally acting like a bitch was enough to hold off until Reese could go over the edge, but the Angela who was inhabiting my imagination these days was far different from the girl who’d been there even a week ago. I quickly went to thinking of something safe like baseball, no cheerleaders in baseball, and got it under control.

  “I can keep at this for as long as I need to, Reese. Now tell me what happened,” I said.

  She smiled up at me and bit her lip, and with a start I realized that she was fucking doing this on purpose. She was still getting turned on by playing hard to get! That made me feel a little better, at least. I could comfort myself by thinking that maybe she was lying precisely because she wanted me to catch her in the lie, precisely because it turned her on getting caught, rather than lying out of some selfish desire.

  “Well we got into his car again and then he was taking me back to the dorm but of course I was expecting him to do the same song and dance, particularly after how hot things got in that alley, and of course he didn’t disappoint me.”

  I continued griding against her in long slow strokes. Pressing myself against her like this and keeping from exploding while listening to her detailing this fantasy scenario had to be one of the hardest things I’d ever done in my life. It was made all the more deliciously impossible because my usual way of keeping it under control was permanently ruined. Even thinking about how thoughts of Angela had been ruined by that tight T-shrit and her sudden desire to help me out skirted dangerously close to having me exploding in my pants.

  “Yeah? What happened this time?”

  Reese grinned up at me with a twinkle in her eye. “Do you really want to know? I might’ve been a lot more naughty last night than I was the week before.”

  “Fuck yes I need to know!” I gasped. This was really fucking hard, both literally and metaphorically!

  “You saw how he was trying to finger me in the alley, right?” she asked.

 
“Yes.”

  “Well let’s just say that as soon as he’d stopped his car, it was older with bench seats so he could get over to me pretty easily, he was sliding over and pressing his lips against me. We were making out and I knew it was so wrong but I think it was a combination of how hot he was, how hot it got me thinking about how much he wanted me, and how wrong I knew it was because you were waiting back in your dorm room with no idea what I was doing, that just turned me on and got me hotter than I’ve ever felt before.

  She stopped and looked up at me with worry plain in her eyes. “I’m sorry, I mean it was hotter except for…”

  I moved down to kiss her. It was the only way I could think to stop her considering both of my hands still had her wrists in a firm grip keeping her pinned down on the bed. Not that she was complaining. No, as I kissed her she moaned and then she was pressing up against my cock with a renewed vigor that drove me wild. I pulled away from the kiss and grinned down at her.

  “It’s okay. You can say it was hot. It just adds to the turn on factor for me.”

  “Then you’re going to love this. His hands were all over me right away. He was doing things with me that I didn’t do with you until we’d been dating for at least a month, and the first thing he went for was my pussy. Only this time I didn’t stop him. I figured we were out in the middle of a deserted parking lot and there was no one around to see us. It’d be pretty obvious if another car pulled in. So I just let him do it.”

  I groaned and rolled off to the side. Released my grip on her wrists. This was too much for me. I needed release. So as she bit her lip and watched I moved my hands down and pulled up. Her skin was like a hot branding iron against my hands as I brushed against it. She gasped every time I made contact with the tight flesh of her stomach, then her shirt was up over her head revealing a red lace bra. I grinned. Yeah, she’d been expecting us to have a little bit of fun when we got back to my room. I bet she never could’ve imagined exactly what sort of fun we’d be having when she put that bra on, though!