I couldn’t believe it was Monday already. I got up out of bed and put on a robe to walk into the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. I decided on toaster waffles and microwaveable link sausage and got the maple syrup from the fridge. Once my plate was ready, I looked down at my phone to see my message box was heaving with messages again. I swiped through each one while I ate, telling each guy good morning. I had three new ones to talk with. The twins, Jess and Ted, and a new guy named Rich. The twins were baseball players and played for CU’s team. “And how is Mr. Monday today?” Kim asked as she came into the kitchen. I’d told my roommates and the guys over the weekend how I’d decided to name each man after a day of the week, and Archie was Mr. Monday. Otherwise, I wouldn’t give them the attention that they needed, if I had them all talking to me, every single day of the week. This way I could give them my full attention on a specific day. This really could work!“He’s awake and has
Tuesday was Pete’s day, and he’d asked me to meet him that evening. I really wanted to meet one of them in person, so I agreed. I’d hoped to meet them in order, just to have something like a timeline for them, I was systematically thinking about how I was going to sleep with all of them. Before, it would have seen crazy, thinking about such things, now it felt normal and I was excited about my fantasy becoming my reality.I went home and followed the beauty routine that Kim had shown me over the weekend. I showered got rid of all those unwanted hairs from under my armpit to down my legs, then I straightened my hair once it was dry. I decided to try something new, after all if I played my cards right, I would be losing my v-card tonight. Something that I’d never thought about how I was going to lose it, till now. Then, I put on makeup the way Kim showed me to apply it. I put on the outfit I’d bought at a consignment shop, a long sweater dress, a pair of black leggings, and black leath
I could see why people would mistake the triplets for each other, I thought as I stared up at Ron the next day. I’d agreed to meet him at a casual diner and we’d both had burgers and were now walking through the park. It was chilly out, but worth it to spend time with him. He was as interesting as Pete, as handsome, as attentive, and I couldn’t help but feel like I wanted to finish that kiss with him. Even if he wasn’t Pete. I knew he wasn’t Pete. That wasn’t it; it was just that I kind of felt like I’d already spent time with him. Maybe it was just the texts and not that I’d been on a date with his brother the night before? “Do you want to see where we live?” he asked. I quickly agreed. I texted Kim on the way over, so she’d know where I was, and promised I’d text her in the next couple of hours. We walked over quietly, and I knew he wasn’t as talkative as Pete was. He’d asked me questions over dinner, appeared to be fascinated, but he was quieter, more sensible than sensitive as
It was Thursday, Carlos’s day, I thought as I stretched in my bed the next morning. I’d let Ron drive me home in the early hours of the morning. We’d had another session of agonizingly slow sex soon after the first time, and it had opened my eyes to what I’d been missing out on. I’d had no idea sex could be so much fun, or that you could crave it that way. I also had no idea how sore you could be the next day. I winced, but grinned as I did it. At least I’d had fun earning that soreness, I decided as I got out of bed and headed to the shower. A nice, long shower fixed most of the soreness. I went out to the kitchen to see my two best friends waiting for me, both with expressions on their faces that screamed ‘tell us everything now’. “Hi,” I said, shyly. “Don’t give us that ‘hi’ lady, how was it?” Kim demanded and pushed a cup of coffee toward me across the table where they sat. I took a chair opposite them and took a sip of the coffee. It tasted so good I sighed. “Tessa,” Cheryl
I texted Tessa later that evening, around nine p.m. I knew she wasn’t the kind to go to bed too early, so I didn’t worry about the time. I just wanted to say hi to her. That was all.I hadn’t spent the day thinking about what she’d taste like, or feel like, or how she’d sigh my name. Not at all. But, I had.“Hey, how’s it going?” Seemed lame, but all I had at the moment.“Good, finished my classwork and now, just watching a movie.” “Oh, do you want me to shut up then?” I didn’t want to interrupt her movie. “No, I paused it. It’s more fun talking to you. It was starting to bore me.” “I see.” More lame so I wrote more. “I’d keep you occupied if I was there.” “Hmm. How?” “What are you wearing?” So much lame it made me cringe, but I needed to know.“A pair of flannel pajamas. Super sexy, I know, but it’s cold in this apartment.” With the emojis she sent I knew she was laughing at herself and I couldn’t help but laugh with her. “That’s hot actually. Sexy isn’t always about lace and
Friday was, technically, the day I’d set aside for Jess, but he was a twin, and they chose to meet me together. That was their prerogative, and I agreed quickly. They’d made me dinner, a simple spaghetti sauce with spaghetti. Well, it wasn’t simple, it had taken them hours, obviously, because it was perfect and not from a jar. I’d snuck off to the bathroom to swish my mouth out with some of their mouthwash after I overindulged in the fantastic garlic bread they’d made. That was homemade too and it had been delicious. Now, after their own trips to the bathroom to brush their teeth, we were on the couch, with the intention of watching a movie. Only I couldn’t keep my hands to myself.Both of them were tall, well over six feet tall, with athletic builds. They were both baseball players, determined to go pro, and kept fit to aid that dream. They were identical in every way, unlike the triplets. They were both a little cocky, intelligent, and dressed in the same black athleticwear. I susp
Jess lifted me into his arms, taking me to the bed to place me gently on the mattress. I let go of him and sprawled onto the covers to let him look at me completely naked and ready for him. I’d showered before I went down to make breakfast and I was fresh and clean, ready to go another round. He began to undress slowly, not to tease or be a tease, but because he could barely take his eyes off of me. He’d stop to let his eyes linger in different places every now and then.“I can’t stop saying it, you’re gorgeous, Tessa,” he said as he let his shirt fall from his fingers and joined me on top of the light blue comforter.I turned into him; my shyness long gone. Ted had left us alone. He’d given us his assurance that this was alright, so we carried on without him.Perhaps later I’d wonder if this was right or not, I might feel awkward later, but for now this man who had fascinated me so very much was naked in bed with me. I couldn’t leave him now if I tried. He was far too tempting. “Yo
I went home last night, to rest, to let my soreness work itself out, and to let Cheryl and Kim see that I hadn’t been murdered. I’d forgotten to text them Saturday afternoon and once I’d had a nap, another shower, and dressed, I’d finally picked up my phone to see if I had any notifications. Cheryl and Kim both had started to freak out, so I’d texted them, had lunch with the guys, then gone home. Now, Sunday morning faced me, and I didn’t want to move, much less get out of bed. My bladder made that impossible, so I went to the bathroom, did what I needed to do, brushed my teeth, and then went out to the kitchen. The smell of coffee had filtered underneath the bathroom door and I knew one of them was up and had made a pot. “Look who’s not dead,” Kim said with a bitter note in her voice.“Don’t be mean, Kim, I’m too tired.” I groaned as she handed me a cup of coffee. She had a point, I was alive, but from the waist downwards, I did wonder if my pussy was dead. “And sore I imagine. Ho