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Roommate FWB

J.A. White

Chapter 4

EMILY

I wake up to the smell of bacon and coffee. I don’t open my eyes yet because I know the light in the room is going to hurt.

Someone is behind me spooning me and cupping my left boob under my shirt. I open my eyes slowly and turn my head. It’s Madison with her arm around my waist, holding my tit.

“Girl, what are you doing?” I ask.

“Shhhh, I was having a dream that you, me, and Ben were having a three-way,” she says with a giggle.

“Ewww,” I say as I sit up in bed and see that both of us are wearing t-shirts with nothing else on.

“What happened last night? Did we have sex with Kevin?”

“Maybe it was with Ben?” Madison says.

I get out of bed and notice the shirt I’m wearing. At least it covers me up when I stand up. We both start walking down the stairs and follow the smell of coffee brewing.

“Good morning, ladies. How did we sleep last night?” Kevin asks.

“Did we…” I stop mid-sentence and point my finger at myself, then Madison, then both at the same time.

“If you’re trying to ask if I had sex with one of you or both, the answer is no. I slept on the couch down here,” he says.

“Did Ben have anything to do then?” Madison asks.

“I doubt it. You left him in the hot tub last night. The last time I checked on him, he was asleep in a lounge chair by the pool, naked.”

I looked at Mads and gave a big sigh of relief. “If you don’t mind me asking, what did I do all night?”

He puts two coffee mugs in front of us and pours fresh coffee into them.

“Cream and sugar?” he asks.

“Nope, I like it strong and black,” I tell him. Madison snorts loudly when I realize what I just said. I bury my face in my hand.

“Well, you did a lot of drinking. Then you told me everything, even your deep, dark secrets of wanting to commit murder. Then you told me in detail all your passwords to your job.

“And last but not least, every sexual fantasy you wanted to do to me.”

My head hit the breakfast bar.

“Oh, I almost forgot. You got naked and chased all my friends trying to get them to touch your abs,” he says.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I ask.

“Yes.”

“What?”

“Yes, I’m kidding. All that stuff never happened,” he says, laughing.

“You're an asshole,” I say with a little giggle.

“So what did I do last night?” Madison asks.

“Don’t know, you’ll have to find Ben and ask him.”

Madison finishes her coffee.

“You wouldn’t happen to know where our clothes are, would you?” Mads asks.

“I do,” he says as he points his finger at Madison. “All of your clothes were in the hot tub. Yours were around the pool. So I went ahead last night and picked them up and washed them.

“They’re nicely folded in my bathroom up the stairs.”

I look at Madison and nod. “We’ll be right back. We’re going to get dressed and come back. I want some breakfast. I’m starving,” I tell him.

As Mads and I turn around, I look back at Kevin and pull up my t-shirt to show him my bare ass, giving him a wink.

We walk into Kevin’s bathroom and there they are, our clothes washed and neatly folded.

“You know what, Mads, I do remember most of the night, and I don’t even feel embarrassed about anything I did.”

Then we get dressed.

KEVIN

Moments later, the girls come down, all dressed. Ben is already eating breakfast. Madison sees him and runs over to where he’s sitting, plopping down next to him.

They start whispering, but I can’t hear a word they’re saying.

I put a plate in front of Emily. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, and toast.

“It’s been a long time since someone has made me breakfast,” she says.

“You know, you're more than welcome to sleep over anytime you want. I can even spoil you with my cooking,” I say as I watch her eat.

“That’s no joke, this man can cook,” Ben says while shoveling scrambled eggs into his mouth.

“I do have a small confession,” I say as she looks up with bacon in her mouth.

“What’s that?” she says.

“You did tell me about signing the divorce papers yesterday, and that he asked you to leave.”

“I said that?” she says.

“Yeah. You said that you were going to stay at Madison’s place and sleep on her sofa. See, you can stay here, I don’t bite. You could even pick out your own room, they all have their own bathrooms.”

I watch her stop eating. You can see the wheels spinning in her head. She looks up at me.

“I would love that, but I can’t. I know you, but I barely know you. Do you know what I mean?” she says.

“I do, but my offer still stands if you ever change your mind.”

As much as I want her to stay, I know it’s the right thing to do. I look over at Ben, and he’s got a stupid grin on his face while Madison has both her hands in his lap.

“Really?” I say as Emily looks at them with a small giggle.

***

One week later

Ben walks into the house and drops his bag on the floor. He heads to the kitchen.

“Hey, man, why the sad look on your face?” he asks as he opens the refrigerator and pulls out a beer, twists the cap, and throws it on the counter.

“I don’t know. I’ve been thinking about Emily. I hope I didn’t scare her off by offering for her to live here. Was I moving too fast after she signed the papers?” I get up and grab a beer also.

Sitting back down, I continue, “I didn’t make any moves on her. I was trying to be a good host and respectful, not that you know anything about that.”

“Maybe you should have made a move,” he says.

“That’s not my move, just yours.” I take a drink from my beer.

“Well, on another note, she’s not happy at Mad's place,” Ben says.

“Why would you say that?”

“Because I can see it in her body language,” he says.

“Wait, how would you know?”

“I’ve been staying over there for the past week, ever since the party. Madison and I have been fucking a lot over there. Hell, we’re a couple now.

“I just came by to grab some clothes before I go back over there.”

“You two are a couple? Shit, the world’s going to end now,” I say, laughing.

“Whatever. I can see it in her eyes after she comes home from work. She’s not happy,” Ben says.

“Who are we talking about?”

“Emily, you shit. You're down, she’s down. Just get her back over here and fuck the shit out of her,” Ben says while putting his fingers together in a fucking motion.

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