“I have some bad news.” Jenny stood in the front of the conference room, a room filled with tables, paper, files, and most of our office supplies, a serious frown marred her features. We rarely used the room for anything other than days like today, when Jenny, our student newspaper adviser, had news that we all needed to hear at the same time. Usually news we didn’t want to hear, and I squirmed in my seat, uneasy.I stared at her face, saw the worry lines at the corners of her gray eyes, mostly hidden behind a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and noted how flushed her face was. She’d either hit early menopause or she was worried. Her pencil-straight black hair, cut in a short bob just at her chin, gave her a severe look, but she wasn’t at all. Normally, she was quite playful, helpful, and kind. Today, however, she was worried, and it showed in everything she did, especially when she started to wring her hands together. I tapped my favorite pen, a bright orange, thick enamel pen my dad b
I couldn’t focus on the conversation the two girls were having, they were looking at clothes that they wanted me to try on when we got to the mall in a few days. All I could think about was the fact that the paper needed the money.“What size pants do you wear, Tessa?” Cheryl asked while she stared at her iPhone’s screen avidly.“An 8 or a 10, just depends,” I replied, not really paying attention, I was proud to say my new size. I’d done well to watch my weight and lose a few pounds in the last year. It’d helped me a little bit with my confidence when I came here, but obviously hadn’t helped my closet. It was true, that most of my clothes were in my old size, there was something satisfying with wearing something that didn’t fit. Pants that were too tight, were now joggers. Then again, they weren’t sexy, I wasn’t a Tomboy, but maybe they were right, I should have been focusing on clothes not worrying about the paper which was all I seemed to do morning, noon and night.That was when it
The polyamory idea was still on my mind a few hours later. I’d showered, changed into pajamas, and made myself a rather large chocolate daquiri to sip on as I stared at my computer, trying to find new ideas that didn’t involve me asking awkward questions. I wasn’t afraid to ask them, but if I could talk to people about a subject I knew fuck all about that would be great. My curiosity was piqued, however, and about an hour into useless research on improving newspaper subscription numbers I typed in the words: ‘polyamory’ and ‘stories’. I expected my search results would be full of pornography, but there were some really good articles that gave me some ideas. I wasn’t sure how the idea would go over at the paper. I’d have to run it by Jenny, of course, but she couldn’t dictate the subjects we chose. I was more worried about the other writers at the paper, what kind of grief I’d get from them. I heard the front door open, and the sound of keys being pulled out of the front door. I look
How do you go about asking a girl to let you interview her about her sex life?I wondered as I stared at my computer screen as if it had all the answers to my questions? I looked at the text I’d inserted into the box on the wanted page of the online version of the school paper. ISO female between 18-21 involved in a polyamorous relationship for interview.Great! Who would apply for that, and the problem was that I didn’t have the right line to attract the right interviewees. I sighed as I felt as if I was way out of my league. What did I know about sex, apart from what I would find online or I’d see in a porno? Girls want to share your story? Have more than one man; then, you’re wanted for an exclusive interview.No, that didn’t have the right feel either. “Errh!” I screamed at my screen. I knew nothing about sex, let alone had any personal feelings about what it would mean to have a man or two or even more. I'd read that some women had up to seven guys. That’s just crazy! What w
I never expected Monday would become my favorite day of the week. Friday, when my classes finished sure. Saturday when I could sleep in a little late, or go hang out before practice started, definitely. But a Monday? Nah, I never saw that shit coming. Even if I did see little Miss Tessa every single Monday morning in my communications class. She was a hot little piece and I wanted her, but all she ever seemed to think about was the school paper and her journalism career. She never went to parties, not any that I ever went to, anyway, and if the subject wasn’t about class or the paper, then she didn’t have time for it. I liked her though, even if she barely knew I existed, which was truly hard to imagine. I was Archie Bannister, one of the Bannister triplets, the oldest, and according to more than a few of the ladies on campus, the hottest. Even if we were all identical. I pulled out my notebook from my backpack and tried to get the attention of the tiny little brunette who had fille
Oh my God, the craziest thing happened, and I couldn’t get over it. Archie was offering a chance for me to be part of a threesome, no, a foursome. The whole idea of it sounded nuts.He thought that this was some kind of game.A joke.Just like all the others who were sending me messages and playing with my mind, they didn’t realize what was at stake, or rather they didn’t care. They just thought that I was after someone because I was some kind of perv. They didn’t care that I needed this to save the paper the one thing that meant probably more to me than life itself.Well maybe, not quite. But for sure, part of me would die if I didn't get what I needed to keep it alive.I was headed to class and feeling as if I had the weight of the world on my shoulders when my phone rang. I didn’t even look at Caller ID. Something that I’d been doing lately in case someone else felt the need to call me up and insult me or offer me the chance to star in their home-made movie. Who does that?“Yes!”
It was a rainy Tuesday morning and I glared out of the window at the clouds that dripped silver drops all over the world outside. Stupid rain. I hated walking in the rain, but I’d have to in order to get to class in a little while.“Pete,” Archie called with a happy smile on his face as he came into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee from the pot I’d made. “How are you, brother?” “I’m good, Archie. What has you so happy this morning?” I asked and sipped at my own cup of coffee. Milk, no sugar, thank you.Archie added a single spoon of sugar and then a little milk before he turned to me, his smile even broader now.“I’ve got Tessa on the line and I’m going to reel her in when I get to class, later.” That grin oozed cocky certainty. I could reproduce it if I wanted to, but it wasn’t me. That was Archie’s role, the confident, boastful guy who got his way. Me? I played second string to his first string on the football team. Our brother Ron was on the college’s team as well, but neither
I wasn’t as anxious as Archie or Pete over this new girl who may or may not enter our lives. Archie positively glowed with anticipation as he left the house yesterday morning while Pete was all but giddy. I frowned as I walked down the wet sidewalk to the hall where my class was held, annoyed that it was still raining. The sound of the rubber soles of my shoes made me wince every now and then as the rubber squeaked against a wet patch.I readjusted my bag against my shoulder and pushed hair off my forehead. I needed to say calm, I reminded myself, my brothers need me. It was something I’d reminded myself of often throughout our lives together. Archie was the daredevil, Pete was eager to measure up, though he was more careful than Archie ever dreamed about being.It was up to me to be the sensible one, to keep us from harm, and I took that job seriously. Our parents worked hard, and we’d often stayed with our grandparents, our dad’s parents, while our parents worked long hours in their
LucaAll the drama surrounding the Sext Me line died down. Natalia refused to tell me how she did it, but it meant we didn’t have to worry about people staring and murmuring about us as we moved around campus together.The rest of my final year in college was uneventful. There was only one more surprise, and it came from Dad.When I was worried about getting funds from part-time jobs to keep me up, after he’d paid all my tuition, he sent me money and told me not to worry about working, just hurry up and graduate, then find a proper job.I’d wondered where all the money came from, and he answered when I ask, despite what I thought. His business venture took off. Like, really took off. While he didn’t become a millionaire overnight, he was definitely nouveau riche.It was the day of graduation, after I’d already gone up and received my degree, I saw him. I stood with Natalia, who’d also invited her mom. I wasn’t sure how to react, and immediately, turned to look at Natalia and Tina, but
A few weeks passed. Mom refused to do anything about Greg. Luca had told me he’d found his dad, but because Mom didn’t want to, I left it alone. I could only steam about it.I woke up one morning to my phone ringing. I heard a groan from beside me, before Luca shifted around and grabbed the phone.“It’s your mom, Natalia,” he mumbled, still half asleep. I blinked my eyes open and took the phone, then slid out of bed so I wouldn’t bother him. Mom already knew about us since I’d told her we were seeing each other a couple weeks back, but she didn’t know we were this close already. It had both surprised and delighted me when she was happy for me, unconditionally.“Hey, Mom?” I said, covering a yawn. “What is it?”“Honey, why do you sound so tired? Did I catch you at a bad time?”It wasn’t all that early in the morning, but Luca and I had been up late last night, and I felt exhausted. Only, it was the good kind of exhausted that came after long, fun rounds of fulfilling sex. Of course, t
It was a Friday when her mom came to the school, and since she’d already skipped her morning classes, Natalia decided to go back home with her Mom. I wandered back to my dorm room, feeling dejected. Classes were still ongoing, so I was thankful I didn’t have to deal with Casey when I got back to the dorm. I plopped down on my bed, rolled onto my back and threw my arms over my eyes.“Dammit, Dad,” I muttered.He’d actually gone and done it. I had known, but perhaps, deep inside of me, I hadn't really thought he would go through with it. But he actually ran away with Tina’s money. With Natalia’s Mom’s money.My dad was a criminal.Fuck!On the same day I found out, I should have told Tina instead of wavering, no matter what he said. If only I hadn't been selfish in that critical moment, I wouldn’t have excused myself from the table. Instead, I would have sat down and told Tina exactly what Dad told me, even with him sitting right there glaring at me.I’d certainly feel better than I did
I paced anxiously around the room, phone clutched in my hands.“Natalia…,” Luca said my name with a sigh.I shot a quick look at him, but he didn’t tell me to sit down. The guilty expression was still there on his face. I didn’t suddenly hate him, though. I was madder at myself than him, or I would have kicked him out of my room instead of letting him spend the night. Although it had been the first time we’d spent in bed together without anything sexual happening, I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to appreciate it.“Why isn’t she here yet?” I muttered. “She said she’d leave early, so she should have arrived already. Dammit, I’m skipping classes for this.” I turned to him and gave him a weak smile. “You’re a senior, you know. You could have just gone ahead.”Luca shook his head as he stood up. He came over to me, tentatively raising his arms as if worried I would push him away. He’d been acting cautiously around me since yesterday, and I could have told him not to bother, but if I ha
A few days passed, and each day only grew better. Natalia was back in my life. Our previous relationship had resumed as if we’d never stopped, and I couldn’t be happier. Only, it was even better now, because I knew now that as crazy I was about Natalia, she felt the same way about me.We were officially dating now.“Look at you, being so happy. You and your girlfriend finally made up, huh?”I was seated outside with some friends having sandwiches for lunch. I ignored their teasing as I typed a reply to a text Natalia sent me, She was eating with her friends as well. Still, I couldn’t help feeling smug, because while I would have had to correct them before, now it was true that I’d made up with my girlfriend.Natalia wasn’t my first girlfriend, but I still wore a goofy smile every time I thought about her.“Hey, come on! Don’t ignore us when we’re right here. Did you two make up or not?”Casey, my roommate, snickered. “Oh, he definitely had plenty of fun ‘making up’ with his girlfriend
I laid my head down on Luca’s shoulder, and breathed shakily into his neck. My whole body trembled, and I had a feeling, if he put me down, my legs wouldn’t be able to hold me up. Not when my thighs shook, and it was hard enough just to hold on.As the aftershocks from the orgasm died down, I could feel the drowsiness set in. I fought against it, blinking my eyes several times. Then, Luca shifted a little, and I gasped, then let out a moan as his cock, still half hard inside me, shifted with the movement. Luca let out a curse, then carefully pulled his hips back, keeping his arms tight around me, until his cock spilled out of me. I desperately needed of a shower, but I didn’t want to leave just yet.After a long while, Luca sighed and pecked me on the forehead.“That bastard is going to be back eventually,” he murmured. “Let’s not give him anything to gawk at, hmm?”I paused for a moment, before carefully nodding.“I don’t think I can walk just yet, though,” I said quietly, my voice
It had been two weeks. Two long weeks where I didn’t even get to see Natalia, so when she kissed me and I had her in my arms again, it was like a dream. I couldn’t hold back, as I wrapped my arms around her and brought her in for another kiss, this one longer, deeper. She whimpered against my lips, and my arms tightened reflexively around her.“Natalia,” I breathed her name against her lips. I wanted to kiss her again, but as she panted for breath her chest pushed against mine, and I groaned in need. I wanted to feel more of her. “Damn, Natalia.”She initiated the kiss again and kept her arms wrapped around my neck to hold me close as she took the lead. Natalia nibbled on my lips, nudged them apart with her tongue, tasted me inside. I sucked lightly on her tongue and felt her weight settle even more against me.“I’m not sure I can stay standing if we do this,” she breathed out.I paused, but only for a moment. Then, I was walking her backward until her back hit the door. I loved the w
It was late in the afternoon by the time arrived back at campus. I wanted to find Luca quickly, but I wasn’t sure where to go and search. Would he be in his room? Or out? I thought about calling him before I decided not to out of shame. It took me two weeks to finally build up the courage to try and call him.What would I do if he didn’t pick up my call? It had been days since he last tried to contact me.It was a busy time on the campus. People were walking around, either coming in from activities they’d done outside or going out to have fun. Since it was the weekend, a lot of students did stuff like going to the movies, going out to eat or to sightsee. I noticed a few people look at me as they passed me, but ignored it as I looked around, wondering where I should start to look. Maybe I should start with the dorms, Luca was surprisingly not the kind of guy that liked going out much…Then, I heard it.“Hey, isn’t that her? The girl that’s with that Sext Me guy?”I overheard the two gi
When I got back to the dorms, I did exactly as Luca suggested I should do. I completely ignored everything, including the fact that I still had classes that day. I didn’t even change my clothes, just got underneath my covers and closed my eyes. I don’t know when I fell asleep.I woke up hours later. The room was already dark, but not the pitch black that would mean it was night time. It was around six in the evening when I checked the time on my phone. My stomach rumbled when I realized I felt a little hungry. Luckily, tomorrow was Saturday and I could be as lazy as I wanted to be. I didn’t want to go out, just in case I walked into someone I didn’t want to see right then, two people in particular, but I really was hungry. So, I used the bathroom and then went out to buy something I could take with me back to the dorms. When I got back, I ate quickly before getting right back into bed. It took longer to fall asleep this time, but I didn’t have anywhere to go.When I woke up on Saturd