“Thank you guys so much, I really do owe you one!”
“Anytime Liv, but just so you know we weren’t here for you per say, we were mainly here for the free pizza.”
I let out a laugh and my group of friends join in and start hugging me good-bye. We say our good-byes and I let out a breath as I close the door, thankful that this day is almost over. With my new roommate at work, thank God my friends were able to help me move, there is no way I’d have been able to do it on my own.
I walk over to the kitchen and look for the boxes labeled “glasses”. I find a wine glass pull it out and pour my self a well-deserved drink. As I slump back into my couch I wonder what it will be like living with someone that I wouldn’t consider a friend.
My old friend, Sarah, has this friend, Kate, whom is my new roommate and she said Kate was looking for a new roomie and sense my old lease was up, I decided on a change. I’ve met Kate before, she’s very polite but reserved, so I wasn’t sure about moving in but it was either this or living in my crap of an old place for another three years. So here I am.
I hear the door open followed by a voice, “Honey I’m home.”
Thank-god she has a sense of humour .
“I’m in the living room!” I shout.
She walks in with a polite smile on her face, “I’m glad you’re resting, moving can be quiet exhausting.”
“That it is.” I reply, too tired for small talk.
“Again, I’m sorry I couldn’t be here to help, big business meeting today. But we made a big deal that will be very beneficial to the company, so that’s a good thing…” A look comes across her face and she realizes my fatigue and she continues, “Well I assume you’re just wiped, so I’m just gonna have a quick shower and go to bed, see ya in the morning?”
“Sure thing, oh, and congrats”
She gives a bright smile and turns to head in for the night; I finish my wine and decide to follow her lead, sleep would be really nice. I head to my room, close the door, change and hop in bed, welcomed by my new mattress. I immediately fall asleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*
I wake by the muffled sound of someone going through our fridge.
What the..?
Fear courses through me until I realize that I’m not alone, I do have a roommate. Why the hell is Sarah looking for food at this hour?
Since I’m awake I decide to go to the washroom and see if she’s okay. I stumble out of bed and head towards the kitchen until I notice the black silhouette that was in our kitchen bolt out of the front door.
HOLY HELL! There was someone in our apartment!
I tip top to the corner of the room and peek at the front door. I quickly run up and try to lock the door, only to realize it’s broken… perfect. I bolt into the kitchen and try and steady my breath. After doing a thorough check to see if anything was stolen – thankfully there wasn’t. I decide to go back to bed realizing there’s nothing I can do now. I lay awake for hours unable to shake the feeling that this place may not be as safe as my previous place.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Laughter is what wakes me. I roll over and see the time is 7:57, well I’m not going to go back to sleep now, might as well get up.
As I waddle my way to the kitchen I pass the mirror in our hallway, damn I look like shit. My hair is going every which way and I have the slightest smear of mascara under my eyes. I drag myself to the kitchen to see what Sarah’s laughing about and see she’s fully dressed. She’s in a knee length skirt and a white blouse with beautiful black pumps, and a gold watch accessorizing her wrist. Damn, how does she look this good this early?
Only as I say good morning and I see her turn that I realize she’s not alone. She turns with a bright smile, “Good morning to you too! Didn’t sleep well I presume?” She eyes me up and down and gives a polite smile.
“Not so much, hey, did you know our door lock is broken?”
“That would be my fault,” says the man I just re-realized was here. I look over at him and he gives a huge, smug smile, showing off his perfect teeth. My eyes involuntarily widen as I take in how beautiful this man is. Even this early, sitting on a plain, old stool, sipping coffee he looks sexy as hell. His blue eyes pierce through me. This must be her boyfriend, who else would be here this early?
“Sorry, where are my manners? Olivia, this is Noah. Noah – Olivia.”
He get’s off his stool and strides towards me a grin slowly spreading across his face. Dressed in a pin, grey suit and a thin tie, he look so professional and hot as ever. He completely distracts me from telling Sarah about the person who broke in last night. He stops until he’s too close and his body is just one foot from mine as he holds out his hand.
“Nice to meet you.” My eyes stay locked on him and I realize that his eyes look different up close and actually have more green then blue in them. I reach up as my hand weakly shakes him.
“Same to you,” I mutter out.
He turns to Sarah, “Well I’m off, see you Wednesday, at 6?”
“Will do.” She walks over to him and gives him a kiss on the cheek. Yep, he’s definitely her boyfriend. He turns back to me as he turns to head out. He stops directly beside me and leans in; he whispers, “Pleased meeting you,” he says with a wink and walks out the door.
I turn to Sarah in awe of how she got such a hunk of a boyfriend. Completely oblivious to my reaction she heads to the coat closet.
“Well I’m off to work. I should be home by 5:30. Do you have plans today?”
“Umm, no. I don’t start work till Monday so I was just planning on unpacking, getting settled in you know. Maybe buy a new lock.”
“ I wouldn’t waste your money on it, Noah will probably just break that one too. Him and his drunken adventures…” she mumbles with an eye roll. “Any who, okay, I’m off, enjoy your day. If you need anything my numbers on the fridge.”
“Okay,” what am I four? “Have a good day.”
“Thanks, see you later.”
As I hear the door close, I breathe out. I finally have the apartment to myself, and it’s so early; I have so much time to get things done! I head into the living room and grab the first box to start unpacking.
*~*~*~*~*~*
It’s been a few days since the move and I’m finally settled in. I have everything unpacked and know where everything belongs. It’s 4:30 when I hear Sarah come home. Weird, she usually isn’t home until 5:30. She briefly explains to me as she packs her things that she has to go on an unexpected business trip and that she’ll be back on Monday. She quickly apologizes that she has to miss dinner with Noah and I tonight and asks if I can call and tell him we shall reschedule.
“Sure no problem. Um, good luck with work.”
“Thanks! I’ll be home in a few days. My laptops here, since you don’t have one you can use it. There’s fast food menus in the drawer by the fridge and we’re almost out of coffee.” She stops and mumbles to herself, checking things off with her fingers. “Umm, well that’s about it. Have fun, see you soon.” And the next thing I know she’s gone.
Well I guess I have the place to myself for a few days. What to do? I go over to her laptop and decide to check e-mails. As soon as I move the mouse around, the website she was previously on pops up. PornHub. Oh wow, does she know this was left on? Obviously not, she would be too embarrassed otherwise. Should I turn it off? Well it has been a while… maybe I could watch a few videos.
I pick up the laptop and head to my room. I close the door and turn on my music; it helps get me in the zone. Why not pleasure yourself a little bit? I start looking at videos and start to get turned on.
The moaning of the couple fucking on my screen gets the better of me, so I slide my pants off. I put the laptop beside me and use my right hand and put it down my pants. I slowly circle my clit, spreading my juices around. As the couple picks up speed so do I. Damn, this feels good. I lean my head back and decide my panties are too much of a hassle. I quickly whip them off and get right back into action. I slowly insert one of my fingers and begin to move it in and out, creating a rhythm. I start to pick up speed and use my other hand to circle my clit while my. I shove two fingers into myself and it feels even better. I close my eyes, completely captivated by this feeling. I can feel it, it’s coming – and that’s when I hear my door burst open.
“Hey Olivia I was wondering if you’d want to…“ he’s cut off by me displayed like this in front of him. Udder embarrassment and I stop immediately as my eyes widen with fear. We both freeze for a split second before I yell.
“GET OUT!!! GET OUT!” He covers his eyes with his hands, as if that will undo the damage, and leaves very quickly, slamming the door behind him.
OMG. That did not just happen. Please, please, please, please tell me that did not just happen. My cheeks go crimson as I find my closest pair of pants and pull them on.
After 10 minutes of pacing back and forth in my room I decide to go out there and confront him. I slowly open and door and peek out. I see no sign of him. I tip toe to the kitchen and still no sign. I walk into the living room. What is this hide and seek? Oh, maybe he’s just as embarrassed. He probably left, you dummy. Oh thank god. I’ll just order in and watch some t.v until bedtime.
*~*
Exactly 20 minutes after ordering I hear a knock on the door. Oh my food! Already feeling better about my little show I put on, I get excited about my Chinese food. I jump up and grab my wallet. I head to the door and open it, completely surprised.
There is Noah holding my Chinese food with a pity smile on his face. I instantly put my hands up to my face and walk back into the living room.
“Hey, it’s okay” I hear him follow me.
“How did you get in?!” my voice is louder than I mean it to and he steps backwards.
“Um, well after… you know. I felt bad but I didn’t want to leave so I just waited downstairs in the lobby until I had the balls to come up. And on my way I saw the delivery guy, so I paid him and figured this would be a good way to say I’m sorry – in person.”
He felt bad? Good!
“I meant how did you get in before?” my face flushes again.
“Ohhh. It’s always unlocked, Sarah keeps it that way for me. Since I keep breaking in and busting her locks anyways she just leaves it like that.”
“Wait, so you just come and go as you please?” I ask confused.
“Uhh, yea” he says apologetically.
“Well that would have been a nice thing for Sarah to tell me.” And it hits me, “Oh my god, where you the person who was raiding our fridge a couple nights ago?”
He smiles brightly, as if proud. “Yes. Sarah had left over pizza, so I snatched it before she could.”
I just stare blankly, dumfounded at this gorgeous man. How can such a beautiful person be so childish?
“And you didn’t see how not knocking when a new person moves in might be a little strange? Or telling her that you’ll be in and out of the apartment as you please?”
“Well I didn’t think anything like that would happen.” He pauses, I flush again. “I mean you were really going at it.”
“Oh my God!” I cover my face with my hands and turn and fall onto the couch.
I hear him briskly walk over to me and sit down on the corner of the couch, he laughs, “Hey, it’s okay. No need to be embarrassed, you have a beautiful body.”
I stare at him blankly before covering my eyes again. How is he laughing at this? He grabs my wrists and forces them off my face. At his touch my body tingles. “I mean it.” He looks me dead in the eye and suddenly his face goes serious. “It’s completely my fault, I didn’t knock.” He let’s go of my wrists. “I wish there was a way I could make it up to you.” He leans back and ponders some ideas.
I sit up on the couch. “Well you can’t.” My stomach rumbles and I get up and walk over to go get some food. “But since you’re here anyways, would you like some food? I ordered extra because I was going to save some for tomorrow, but you’re probably just going to break in in the middle of the night and eat some, so you might as well have it now, at a reasonable time.”
He smiles a smile that reaches his eyes. His long fingers run over his lips and I wish I could kiss them. Woah, easy there cowboy, he’s taken. Remember?
“That’d be great.” He stands and strides over to me.
*~*~*~*~*
It’s now close to 7 and Noah and I are on our second movie. Over the course of the first movie he tried little tricks; inching closer to me, trying to feed me food, asking me if I want to lay on his lap to get more comfortable. Each time I turn him down wondering why he’s suggesting these things. I mean he’s with Sarah.
A quarter way into the movie I notice he’s not watching but staring at the ground, his hands running along his lips again. He’s pondering something and he looks at war with himself. When suddenly his fingers stop and he turns to me, a devilish grin slowly spreads across his face.
“What?”
“I have an idea,” he perks up. Grabbing the remote he pauses the movie and tucks his one leg under himself, facing towards me. He looks excited and nervous. Oh God, what outrageous idea does he have now?
I look warily at him. “God I’m genius,” he mumbles to himself. “Okay,” he places his hands on my knees and instantly I freeze.
“Since I saw you in your moment of passion…” I blush so hard I think my cheeks will burst out in flames. He continues, “I think it’s only fair that you see me in mine.” He stops, turning his head slightly waiting for my reactions.
WHAT?! Oh my, no. No, no, no, no, no! SEE HIM? He’s with Sarah. Oh my god, what a disgusting little – “Okay, obviously by your expression you don’t think this is a good idea. But before you over think it, it’s fine with me. I’ve very confident with my body.” He leans back against the couch and smiles proudly.
“You egotistical, sick pig! How, please tell me how that would make this fair?! And what about Sarah, huh? Just want to forget about her?!” I shout tucking my legs into myself away from his hands.
“Woah, woah, woah, what do you mean ‘what about Sarah’?”
I give him a look. “Please tell me you’re not also stupid.” He winces as if I’ve physically hurt him. “Sarah. You’re loving girlfriend?”
He stares open mouthed for a few seconds before bursting into a full laugh. He goes for quiet sometime as I remain in awkwardness and confusion. After he calms himself down, he explains.
“Sarah and I aren’t together.”
“What? But the morning I met you, and she kissed you and you said good-bye and you did a whole couple routine.”
“Yea? And?” he asks seriously confused.
“And you kissed her.”
He waves his hand at me, “Oh, it was on the cheek. Sarah’s been my best friend since grade 11. I love her but not in that way.”
“Oh…” So he’s not in a relationship… hmmm.
“Yea, oh…” He continues, “so what do you say, accept my proposal?”
Oh geez, right. Do I really want to see him beat himself off? Yes, I admit to myself, I kinda do. I mean look at him, who wouldn’t want to watch a guy that looks like that touch himself.
I look up at him through my lashes, and he smiles, knowing that eventually I will say yes. He tilts his head.
“If it will make you feel more comfortable, you can be naked too.”
I giggle. “I don’t know if this is appropriate…”
Quickly, before I could do anything he grabs my hand and places on his already hard cock. “This is what you do to me, Olivia,” he whispers.
Involuntarily my eyes close as a shiver goes down my spine. The feeling of a hard cock in my grasp starts to wake the sex monster inside me. He moves his hands up and down, mine beneath his, slowly arousing him even more. A moan seeps out of my lips.
“Hmm, I knew you’d like the idea.” I open my eyes and his green ones meet mine. Lust filled in both of them he removes his hand and wraps it around my neck pulling me in. He kisses me hard, his tongue instantly diving into my mouth, and I welcome it. He nudges himself closer to me, making it easier for access and I move closer in response. His hands go on an adventure, down my spine, up my stomach, around my breasts. He gives a quick, hard squeeze and I yelp. I can feel his smile against my mouth as his hands continue, up my neck in my hair, before sliding on either side of my face. He pulls back.
We catch our breathing and I take in even more details about this man. Like his brown hair that actually looks closer to black than brown, he has the faintest freckles on the bridge of his nose and he has the tiniest mole under his left eyebrow. I give him a small smile and he returns with a big grin and looks down. Both of us realizing that my hands are still wrapped around his cock, which is now, rock hard creating a tent in his shorts.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He looks up and I let go. “Aww, I was hoping you were going to help me.”
“Nope, you’re now a one-man show,” I reply boldly. The corner of his mouth twerks up, he’s ready, and so am I. Pushing his feet out, he slowly nudges me off the couch. Upset, I stand up before falling. “I have to be settled in, like you were.” I blush again and quickly sit on the coffee table across from him. “Front row seats.”
“I better get what I paid for then” I reply quickly. Nice!
He smiles and turns to me, “Have any music?” he jokes.
“Good god, just go already,” I sound more frustrated than I am.
“Patience is key.” He takes his cue and pulls of his shorts in one solid motion. His boxers give more access creating a bigger tent. He watches me as I just stare at his dick wanting nothing more than to grab it again. Reaching for his shirt, he peals it off and tosses it on top of his shorts. His abs move and he slowly gets comfortable’ moving pillows around. I continue to stare at his dick and I quickly wipe my mouth, afraid I’m drooling.
“Ready?”
I nod, and he slowly snakes his boxers down, freeing his penis. It swiftly slaps against his stomach, he’s completely rock hard. As he kicks his boxers off his hands grab himself. His long fingers match his long dick and they begin to work together. His hands run up and down smoothly against his length and he looks at me and slows down. Passion burns in his eyes and I can tell he wants me to continue just as much as I do. But I’m not going to give him that satisfaction- yet. He saw me, I can enjoy seeing him for a few more minutes… if you last that long.
He begins to pick up speed, his hips starting to move against his hands. His eyes roll back and I jump at the opportunity. I practically leap to the couch and grab him in my hands.
“Jesus Christ,” he eyes snap open. And I take no time at all; I begin to move quickly squeezing as I move up and down. His skin is so soft yet his cock is so hard. I can feel myself start to get wet and I realize that I don’t want to watch this man jerk off, I want him to jerk inside of me.
“Audience participation, nice” he grins. He wants audience participation, I’ll give him audience participation.
I give him my sexiest smile and he eyes me. As slow as I can I lean over, letting him know my plans and his eyes widen with anticipation. I every so gently stick out my tongue and brush it against the top of this dick. I can taste the pre cum and I get more horny the more I taste. His body shivers as he tries to remain still. I lick again like ice-cream on a cone. My tongue runs all the way down his shaft and back up along the underside of his dick, before putting the tip in my mouth.
I’ve never liked the taste of cum but I do like the feeling of a man’s cock in my mouth, so I continue. I rest my lips against my teeth and begin to suck, only the head, while my hands move up and down, squeezing and teasing the rest of him. I roll my tongue along the very tip as I watch him squirm under me. Then I shove him in my as far as I can take it and suck harder. His eyes roll back and I take it as a sign to suck even harder. His hands move up beside him to help support himself and he starts to mumble.
As I suck my tongue dances around this hot shaft, god he feels so good. I can feel the tension building inside him and I’m waiting for him to explode.
“Olivia, keep doing that and I’m going to cum really soon,” he closes his eyes to focus.
I squeeze my hands hard and move them up and down as quickly as I can while sucking as hard as possible without hurting him.
“Oh my god, Olivia I’m… I’m…” and before he can finish his thought, hot cum squirts into my mouth. I instantly swallow, ready for more. He squirts two more times into my mouth, his body doing a little jerk each time until he freezes. Both of us completely exhausted, he falls back into the couch and I onto the floor. I close my eyes and continue to swallow trying to get rid of the taste. My arm draped over my eyes I try and steady my breathing.
After a few minutes possibly, I’m not quiet sure the time, I open my eyes to see Noah peeking over the edge of the couch watching me. His eyes are gleaming and it makes me smile.
“You know the point of that was suppose to be you watching me pleasure myself. Not you helping me pleasure myself,” he grins his beautiful white smile.
“I do hope you accept my apology, I just couldn’t help myself.”
“I accept.” He nods.
“Well, what do you say? We even now?” I ask.
“Oh, Miss Olivia…” he rolls of the couch and falls but catches himself just before landing on me, then slowly lowers himself onto me allowing me to feel his groin getting erect again.
A low moan growls from the back of my throat as presses harder. “I’d say we’re far from even.” I gaze up at him and run my fingers through his hair placing a kiss on hips lips. My hips push upwards to meet his pushing downwards and I want nothing more than to feel him inside me.
“Lucky for you, he continues, I have another proposal.”
“Oh do you?” I tease.
“Oh, yes,” he gives a wicked grin, “yes I do.”
