Chapter 3: Moving In
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"Bro, this is NOT cool!" Jesse screamed at Aaron after he shut the door saying bye to Mary on her way to her apartment to start packing.
"What's the big deal, Jesse? She's my girlfriend, plus she cooks, cleans, and is a lot of help around here anyways. She's here more than I am."
"I thought this would be something you would discuss with me first. We're supposed to be a team here. No way would I ever move a girl in here without asking you first."
"This is different. I love her, she's my girlfriend. I don't even know what to call the girls you bring in here."
"Yo, that's a low blow, and you know it. You know why I can't get close to anyone right now."
"Well, I'm sorry, but she's moving in and that's that. Do you have some kind of problem with her or something?"
"Not really, she's a cool girl. That has nothing to do with this. You should have asked me first."
"You're right, I'm sorry okay. I feel like a d**k for not asking first, but I just assumed you would be okay with it."
"I'm surprised you're okay with it. What if I put the Jesse moves on her? You know how I am with the ladies."
"You wouldn't be you if you didn't, and I'm sure you have already, but I trust her. She loves me too, and I'm pretty sure you aren't her type."
"Psh, I'm everyone's type. Well, alright then dude. I guess congratulations is in order."
"Now how about we go get some drinks?"
"You know me so well."
One Month Later
School, work, study, cook, clean, sleep. This past month after moving in was pretty calm. Aaron was taking on extra shifts since I had taken less hours at work, and Jesse was being Jesse, constantly having girls in and out.
I tried to pay attention to him less. I was struggling with my classes, and I needed all of the focus I could get, so I kept my head into books. "Hey, this is Sheryl." I jumped from being startled by Jesse and some girl standing over me as I was studying on the couch. I was so into my studies I had never heard them walk up to me.
"Oh hey. I'm Mary."
"Mary, how basic." She snottily said chewing her gum way too loudly.
"And Sheryl isn't?" I snapped back causing Jesse to spit out his drink he was sipping right at Sheryl's face and he broke out in laughter. She looked at him pissed off.
"Oh s**t, I'm so sorry. Here let me go get something to clean that up." He ran to the kitchen, while I stood staring at her holding my defensive stand.
"Just so you know, Jesse is MINE." She crossed her arms.
"Yeah, and many other women's as well." She dropped her jaw and gasped at me acting like she was going to slap me when Jesse returned to break us up. He went to wiping her furiously.
"It's fine. It's fine!" She snapped at him with her arms up causing him to back up and stop wiping at her. "I'm just going to go." She boasted then headed towards the door. She turned around, "and don't forget to talk to Aaron." She then looked at me. "I'll be back." Then she was gone.
"Talk to Aaron about what?" I looked over at Jesse.
"Um, I'm going to ask him if it's cool if Sheryl moves in with me."
"What?! You mean us? In here?"
"Uh, no in here, yes, but with me."
"But--"
"As I recall, you just moved in here without anyone even consulting me. At least I'm going to talk to him about it."
"But she's such a b***h, and why would you move some girl in here you just met?"
"Sheryl is a b***h, but I've known her for months. She volunteers at the base. Plus, we've been dating for these past two weeks. Have you not noticed here coming in and out of here almost every day?"
"I guess not." I looked down at my work. Was I really that non-observant of what was going on around here? "Well, I hope your conversation goes well. I will try to be nice to your wh- girlfriend." I smiled slyly up at him. He laughed it off and walked back into his bedroom.
I don't know what this feeling was I felt creeping into my stomach. Was it jealousy? Or was it just that I didn't like this girl. Regardless, it would definitely be more of a distraction taking away from my studies. And I was not cooking for that b***h or cleaning up any of her messes. I would have to talk to Aaron about this when he got home from work.
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"So, I guess there's nothing more that I can say for you to tell him no?" I threw down the laundry I was folding onto our bed as Aaron was laying with his laptop in his lap scrolling through his social media news feed.
"No, I told you, I can't say no to him. He was cool with you staying here."
"Yes, but I'm not some floozy you grabbed off the street corner."
"From the way he talked to me, I really think he might actually care for the girl." All I could think of was yeah right, he doesn't care for anyone other than himself. He was a joke, and part of me felt like he was doing this just to mess with me. I wasn't sure how, but it felt like he was taking jabs at me more recently than when we first met. He was constantly teasing and mocking me.
"I'm not doing her laundry or cleaning up after her shit."
"I wouldn't expect you to."
"And I'm not doing Jesse's anymore either. I'm not washing his dishes, doing his laundry, or cleaning up after his s**t anymore. He'll have his own girl to do that for him."
"You've been cleaning up after Jesse?"
"Uh, yeah. If not this place would stay a pig sty."
"Come here, how did I get so lucky to have you." I walked over to him, leaned down on top of him, straddled my legs around his waist, wrapped my arms around his shoulders, and kissed him. I could feel the heat radiating between my thighs and how moist I'd gotten sitting on top of him like this. I don't think I have straddled him before. I think I was liking this, and I could tell he was too as I felt him harden beneath me.
We were kissing passionately now, and I reached down sliding my panties to the side inviting him to enter me. I pulled the hole of his boxers open and felt his c**k pop right out. He wasn't really big, but his d**k was really wide which always stretched me wide open when he slid in. I loved that part the most. He wrapped his arm around my back, squeezing me tighter, and tried to motion for me to lay on my back.
"No, I want you like this." I protested. I wanted to f**k him on top. I wanted to ride his c**k so hard, I would be sore for days.
"I just, I like being on top."
"Well, I want to be on top."
I could feel him soften under me.
What the f**k?
I looked down at his manhood sinking back into his boxers. "Are you serious right now?" I looked back up at him in shock.
"I'm sorry. I'm just really tired. I have to put extra hours in tomorrow and study for this exam."
"Yeah, it's cool." I said pulling myself off of him and laid down facing away from him.
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