My girlfriend Kathy and I have been together for about a year now, and we both value our independence. We both have our own apartment. Preferring to live with friends as roommates and crashing at each other’s places whenever we feel like it. Maybe we just like to keep things fresh, but I’m not sure what the psychology is behind our motives.

When we first got together, Kathy had been rooming with a friend from high school. A rather shy and nice heavy girl that was shaped like a muffin. I don’t say that to be rude, but the truth was the truth. I enjoyed her company at the very least though and she often joined me and Kathy for meals when I would visit. However, about a couple weeks ago her roommate stated she had to leave to pursue her dreams of becoming a comic artist. She was a very talented artist and I was confident she would do well as we waved goodbye to her moving van as it pulled away from Kathy’s apartment.

Worried about her new situation, I asked Kathy if she had anyone to cover her old friend’s part of the rent, and she said she actually did. And so, within a few days, I met you, her new roommate. Let’s just say things have not been easy since the day you moved in a couple weeks ago.

You, unlike Kathy’s old roommate, are very good to look at. You had everything I wanted in a woman physically and personality wise. Introverted, but a good sense of humor, and a beautiful smile covered in some darker make-up. You were more goth than Kathy, and I was all over it. Which is weird, cause neither of us are very goth. And your hips and legs are to die for. A nice set of d-cup breasts, hourglass curvy figure, and a perfect shaped ass you like to show off in black yoga pants and short shorts with thigh highs.

I am smitten with you, and I’m ashamed to admit that it was driving a tiny wedge between Kathy and I. She hasn’t noticed it, but I have. Now I stay the night on purpose to spend time with you instead, as we are hitting it off well. Often having long chats over breakfast after Kathy leaves for work. Or sharing the couch in the living room and watching a movie. It was on one of these couch mornings that it happened.

During an emotional part of a movie, you had curled up into me on the couch and about the climax of it, I held your cheek and pulled your lips up to mine for a kiss. It was definitely reciprocated as the kiss lingered for a while. However, once the scene was over, you got up unexpectedly and rushed off to your room. Leaving me to sit on the couch feeling dumb.

I didn’t see you for the rest of the day. You didn’t even come out to have dinner with me and Kathy, which I have to admit I was kinda thankful for in hindsight. But the next morning, I was woken up to someone crawling into my bed.

It was early and I liked to sleep in, as I didn’t have work today either. I assumed it was Kathy, as the figure crawled under the covers and slid in next to me. Immediately I wrapped my arm around their midsection, but I froze the second I felt what could only be your form. My eyes blinked open and I saw your face turned to me as you lay on your back in bed next to me. Only inches away I saw you looking back, almost studying me and still I could see the confliction on your face. “Hey” was all I could muster before you leaned in and kissed me. I pulled you in tighter to me as I returned the kiss. We broke looking each other in the eyes.

“Look Jake, it’s obvious we have feelings for each other, but I don’t know if there is anything we can or should do about it. I don’t want to ruin a good thing, but I was looking into outercourse last night. Like humping and stuff. I’m up for considering that not cheating if you are…” you trailed off with a hopeful but concerned look on your face as you studied me more. Waiting for my reaction.

“I’d be willing to try it…”

Kinks: assjobs, thighjobs, pussyjobs, pantyjobs, dry-humping, outercourse, free use

Limits: toilet stuff, gore, violence