What a first weekend back at school. Stephanie and I had finally hooked up. Jeni got back a day early and joined in on the fun. It was a sex-packed welcome back-to-college-type weekend. If this was any sign of what was to come, then this semester was set to be great! However, not all good things last...
Steph and I continued our sexual fun after the weekend, fucking on a daily basis. Steph and I were something of an item, but not official or exclusive. I was fine with that, I was getting what I wanted from Steph, but also I was not locked down. I was eighteen and in college, and I was not looking for marriage.
Things seemed to be going great throughout January and into early February. As I mentioned, we were sexually active all the time and we were spending plenty of time together. However, I heard Steph make comments about this guy Eric who lived down the hall in our dorm. It was nothing serious, she made comments that he was cute or had a nice smile, but that's it. She didn't hang out with him, or even really talk to him when a lot of us hung out in the main dorm common area.
One day in mid to late February, Steph and I were hanging out in her room. We were sitting on the floor, she was in front of me and I was giving her a massage. She had her laptop out in front of her and was chatting it up with some people on Facebook Messenger. I wasn't paying any attention to it, as I was focused on her. She had to get up briefly to use the restroom, which left her laptop right in my view. When I looked down, I saw she had a chat open with Eric. Since the chat box was open, I read what was visible on the screen, I didn't scroll or hunt for anything.
"Oh Phil, he's just a friend. We spend time together, but it’s just friendly. He usually fixes all my tech stuff for me lol," read the message Steph sent Eric.
"Gotcha! So you're single then? Means I have a chance!" he responded back.
"You sure do! We should hang out sometime this week!" Steph replied back.
My blood began to boil as I looked at those three messages over and over again. What the fuck was going on here? We were seeing each other every day! I was stuffing this girl like a turkey and making her cum daily! But I was not good enough?
I got up, stormed from the room, and shouted into the bathroom that I was leaving. I slammed the suite door for extra effect. I angrily stomped down the hall to my room so I could chill the fuck out. I know we were not a couple, but I didn't downplay Steph to other people. I didn't pretend that we weren't fucking. I surely didn't go out looking for other people like Steph was doing. This felt like a betrayal on all fronts, but before I made some rash decision, I needed to process it.
Over the next three hours, Steph sent me several texts asking if something happened or if something was wrong. She even came down to my suite where she knocked on the door, but I didn't respond to her. I needed my clear headspace and I was making sure I was going to get it.
After those three hours, I texted Steph that we needed to talk. She told me to come down to her room as nobody was home. As I made that walk down the hall, I thought about what I needed to say and do. I opened her suite door and headed into her room where she was waiting for me on the bed.
"What's going on? Did I say or do something wrong?" she asked
"No, what you didn’t say is the problem. What's that shit with Eric? I saw the message you sent him. Just friends? Fix your tech stuff? You forgot the part about me fucking your brains out the past month and a half. The fact we spend all our free time together. But clearly, that means shit to you," I shouted
"You looked at my messages? Why?" she asked.
"You fucking left your laptop open with your messenger on your conversation with Eric. I saw the three messages visible on the screen. That shouldn't even matter!" I yelled.
"You violated my trust and privacy. It doesn't matter what were are or were, I am done with you. Reading my messages is uncalled for," she replied.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I yelled.
"You had no right to read my messages. I don’t care if I left my laptop and messenger open or not. What makes you think you could read it? That is my personal space!" she shouted.
"You are fucking delusional and crazy. I am done with this shit. You lying and then trying to fuck someone behind my back is fucked up. I know we are not an exclusive couple, but fuck that is shady. You were such a waste of my time," I yelled as I walked out of her room.
I was done with her! This shit was stupid and just a waste of my time. I went back down to my room where Kevin had just gotten home. I grabbed a bottle of Tequila I had hidden and cracked it open. I jumped on my bed and began to discuss with Kevin what just happened. We shared a couple of shots and had a great talk.
The next few days were weird as Steph and I completely avoided each other. Jeni was also weird as she seemed to avoid me too. I get it, then were roomies, but I figured Jeni would separate herself from the bullshit. I spent a lot of time with Kevin and Kyle over that time, reconnecting with them after hardly spending time with them the last month.
About five days after the fight, several of us we hanging out in the main dorm common room when Steph and Eric walked in together. They clearly had gone out to dinner as they had two leftover boxes with them. Steph and I locked eyes, she gave me a "fuck you" smirk as she walked by with him. I felt my blood begin to boil like a few days earlier, but I remained in control of my emotions. Steph and Eric made a sharp right down the hall toward her room. I tried to refocus on everyone else in the common room and continue the conversations I was having. But, my mind kept going back to seeing Steph and Eric together and thinking about what was going on in her room.
I noticed Andrea also seemed distracted after seeing those two together. Andrea lived down the hall from me, her room was right across from Eric's. She always was hanging out with Eric and his roommates Joey, Anthony, and Justin. I was getting a feeling that maybe she had something going on with Eric and she took was feeling some kind of way like I was. If something was going on between the two, it would have taken Eric a lot to leave Andrea for Steph because Andrea was gorgeous in her own right. She was about 5'5, 140 pounds, thick build in her ass and thighs as she played soccer and softball in high school. Her ass was juicy as hell and had some plumpness and jiggle. She also sported some large natural tits, my guess being a D cup. She sported long dark brown hair, a tan complexion with some cute freckles, and a pearly white smile.
Jeni came out to the common room about fifteen minutes after Steph came back. This was weird as Jeni almost never joined us in the common area. She usually kept to her room, my room, or was out doing shit with friends. I looked her in the eyes and knew exactly why she was out here with us. Steph and Eric were fucking!
I had enough, I excused myself from the group and went to my room in a rage. I grabbed a bottle of cheap vodka I had and took a couple of nice chugs. Fuck her, fuck Eric, fuck all this shit. I jumped on the bed, turned on the TV, and tried to regain my composure.
Around thirty minutes after going to my room, there was a firm knock on my door. I got up to answer it without even thinking about who it could be. As I flung the door open, Jeni stood there with a look of hesitation on her face.
"Hey Philly, any chance I could hang out with you for a bit tonight? Steph has the room right now," she asked sheepishly.
"Fuck no! It's not my fault that whore is sucking some other cock tonight. Go find somewhere else to sleep!" I shouted at her, drawing some gazes from people who could see my door from the common room.
"It's not my fault she is doing this Philly. Don't take it out on me, please," she calmly responded.
"Fuck you, fuck her!" I shouted again before slamming the door in her face and heading back to my bed.
Another fifteen or so minutes passed before another knock on my suite door. I lunged from the bed and stormed to the door, flinging it open and ready to shout. But instead of it being Jeni, Andrea was waiting for me.
"Any chance I can come in for a minute?" she asked.
"Sure, my room is on the right, have a seat on the bed if you'd like," I replied.
She walked in, wearing some dark green booty shorts that showed off her fat ass to perfection and a tight t-shirt that amplified those large jugs. She hopped onto the lower half of my bed as I took my spot at the headboard.
"You want a swig?" I asked while pushing the vodka bottle at her.
"Don't mind if I do," she replied while grabbing the bottle and taking what seemed like a ten-second chug.
"So what's up?" I asked.
"Well, I heard your shouting at Jeni, and it confirmed to me you had something going on with Stephanie. Not sure you know, but I had something going on with Eric since October. We weren't official or anything, but we were fucking and I wanted to be with him," she replied to my question.
"I had a feeling based on your face and body language after they walked in tonight. I've seen you out with the guys a lot but didn't know if you were hooking up with any of them. Also, you are right, I've been hooking up with Steph since January, but we have been very close since September," I replied.
"So did you guys break up or stop fucking and that’s why she turned to Eric? I'm just confused about why Eric all of the sudden turned to her and ignored me," she asked.
"No, things were going great. We were still hooking up all the time and hanging out. But about five days ago she was Facebook messaging him and I saw some of the messages. She downplayed me and what we were and expressed interest in him. Seems like they maybe have been talking for a bit or just had some newfound attraction. I still don't 100 percent know myself," I replied in the most honest way I could.
She took another big swig of the vodka and then handed me the bottle so I could polish it off. She looked just as confused as she had in the common area. I don't blame her because I was confused.
"Well, it fucking sucks that we have both apparently become expendable to their game. Fuck them!" she jokingly shouted.
We sat and chatted for a good hour before she decided to go to bed. I walked her down the hall to her dorm room. We stared at each other for a moment before she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around me in a big hug. Her large melons pressed into my chest and I could feel her semi-erect nipples press into me. I wrapped my arms around her and enjoyed our embrace. She pulled away after a few seconds, looked me in the eye, and gave me a peck on the lips.
"Thanks for tonight, I needed it," she said with a big smile.
She opened her suite door and gently closed it behind her as I headed back down the hall. As I got back to my room and hopped into bed, I had a text waiting for me. I opened it up and it was from Andrea.
"Forgot to ask, but maybe we can hang out tomorrow night if you are free?" is what it said.
I quickly replied back letting her know that would be great. She replied back with a smiley face emoji and big red lips emoji.
Classes could not go by quickly enough the next day. Not only was it a Friday, but I was actually looking forward to hanging with Andrea again. Around 9:00 pm there was a knock on my door, which I eagerly opened. Waiting for me was Andrea, dressed in some bright orange booty shorts that allowed the bottoms of her plump ass cheeks to pop out, along with a black sports bra that could barely contain her mammoth jugs. It also showed off a nice flat stomach and pierced belly button. She had a bottle of Cuervo in her hand.
"Figured I return the favor this evening," she said as she lifted the Cuervo up toward me.
I nodded in approval and welcomed her into my room again. She hopped onto my bed, the same spot as last night while I grabbed some shot glasses. As I got into the room, she was popping open the bottle eagerly waiting to have a drink. I handed her the glasses into which she poured our first of many shots that evening. We did two rapid-fire shots before I jumped onto the bed and started a conversation.