just another roomie

My plan was only to kiss her and let her want more.

Well I guess it didn’t go as planned.

Because I left myself wanting more.

Still I didn’t regret my decision to leave before we went any further.

She had to come to me on her own and agree to our arrangement.

I didn’t want her to regret anything.

So since my plan backfired, I was now sitting in my room hard as a stone, waiting for my arousal to go away.

But as it was turning out it was pretty much impossible.

Because all I could think about was Rachel falling apart, her moans and whimpers of pleasure.

I couldn’t help myself.

I wanted more of it.

But right now all I could do was wait for her decision.

Either it would be the best thing that happened to me in the past few years, or it would get even more awkward between us.

Guess only time would tell.

I just laid back on my bed and still waited for my hormones to settle down when suddenly my door burst open.

“You asshole. How dare you leave me like that standing in the kitchen all alone? And what’s with you stealing my underwear? You just can’t do that to a woman!”

I smiled to myself but didn’t move from my position on the bed.

I could hear she was coming closer to the bed so I was just waiting for her to reach the bed.

Once her shadow fell upon me I knew she was in arms reach, so I used the opportunity to pull her on me, so she was now sprawled above me.

She sure felt my hardon poking in her stomach.

My guessing has been proved right when her eyes widened at the twitching thing between us.

“You see I took your panties because I could and because I knew you would come look for me if I took something yours. Second. I thought you got an orgasm out of our little foreplay demonstration. So I have no idea why you are complaining right now.”

A sharp slap resonated all around the room.

Well I think I deserved it though.

“You are still an asshole. How could I even allow you to touch me? God, you have no idea how much I hate you!”

I smirked at her words. Sure I believed she still hated me, but it wasn’t as bad as it was before, because she was still in my arms and didn’t try to wiggle away from me.

I decided to go for it.

In a second I turned us around, so that now she was under me and I had her caged right where I wanted her.

“Tell me darling. Was the orgasm bad? Did it leave you wanting more? Do you really hate me so much that you would rather be frustrated than give our arrangement a chance?”

She was lost in her thoughts for some time.

Actually I was starting to question if I read the signs correctly by this point.

But she suddenly answered me.

“No it wasn’t bad, and yes I do want more. That’s why I came into your room. And you are right. I do hate you, but I like my orgasms so I am willing to take a risk. But we need some ground rules.”

It was nothing I didn’t expect. She was a woman who was used to living by the rules.

So instead of answering her I just gave her a nod.

Because if I knew her, which I was sure I did pretty well by now, she already had the list formulated.

And I was right.

“No one should know about this besides us. Not even Becky, or should I say especially her. Also, outside of our rooms we still hate each other. If any of us develops any feelings we need to be honest and stop this thing between us. Whoever feels like the deal needs to come to an end says the safe word and we don’t need any explanations for quitting. We just go back to how things were before it all started. I might come up with some minor details later but that’s it for now. Do we have a deal?”

It was nothing special.

And I agreed with everything she said.

I didn’t want anyone knowing about us, not because I was ashamed of her, but because people always tend to stick their noses where they don’t belong.

Also I had no intention of developing feelings towards anyone, especially not Rachel.

So everything was up to my taste.

But I did have one question.

“What’s supposed to be this safe word?”

She looked lost for a moment but then answered me.

“I have no idea. We need to come up with something. It should be simple, but something you don’t use in everydays conversations.”

We both started thinking about the perfect word.

Since we were both more geeks I guess it should be something from the world of sports.

An idea hit me.

“What about a canoe? We live in London so no one would be canoeing around here and we are not in any sport circles. So it should be ok?”

She lifted her finger to her lips as if she was thinking really hard about it.

But that finger was tempting me.

“Sounds good to me. So if anyone wants to stop this thing between us we just use the word canoe and we go back to the way things were before. Agree?”

“Agree. Now since we have the deal sealed, what do you say we seal it physically as well?”

“Are you sure? I mean it is a bit unfair since today I already had one orgasm and you didn’t…”

She was going on and on about all the reasons why we shouldn’t go with our deal today

But I wasn’t having it.

So I shut her up the only way I knew.

I kissed her.