Tracy opened her eyes as a door slammed shut, startled
into a confused consciousness, momentarily uncertain of
where she was laying. The stale smell of unwashed
clothes made Tracy grimace and turn away. “8:40” glowed
in red on the night stand.
“Shit,” she muttered, lifting her head off the thin
pillow. A dingy white sheet slipped off her bare boobs.
“That fucker. He knew I was supposed to meet Karen at
eight thirty.” Tracy pulled herself up and turned to sit
on the edge of the small bed. She stretched, her arms
reaching up until she fell back onto the bed. Twisting
her waist, she remembered the night before, the hard
mechanical fuck Alan had delivered only to fall asleep
atop her, leaving her unsatisfied and stuck spending the
night on his thin lumpy mattress. Picking herself up,
she scratched her stiff pussy curls. Tracy licked a
finger and smiled as she gently rubbed her excitable
clit.
“Let’s get out of here,” she murmured. “I’m done with
this place.”
Stepping carefully across Alan’s cluttered floor, Tracy
made her way to the bedroom door. Pulling on the knob,
she took a step into the hall when the thud in the room
beyond made her pause and then realizing she was naked,
Tracy retreated back into the bedroom. “Brian’s here,”
she thought. Tracy looked around at the piles of dirty
laundry for her clothes, but remembered that Alan had
pulled them off her when they were on the sofa in the
other room.
“Jerry,” a young man’s voice spoke. Tracy squeezed her
bare breast without thinking. “Yeah, how things going?”
“Yeah, all right, I guess. I mean, you know. No, it’s
just over. It’s better, I guess. At least she called it
off before we …. Yeah. No, I guess it’s for the
best.”
Tracy held the bedroom door open, just a crack, listening
attentively to the phone conversation. She had always
wondered what really happened with Brian and Elaine.
Alan had just shrugged his broad shoulders when she pried
for details. “I dunno,” he’d said. “She dumped him.”
Tracy shook her head. Sometimes she thought Alan didn’t
understand anything.
“The reason I called is to ask if you still have that
cabin? Do you think maybe I could crash there for a ….
That would be great. Are you sure? I could pay ….
Yeah, that’s no problem. I wish. No, some alone is what
I need. No, I really haven’t met anyone, I mean, this
whole thing with Elaine has …. I know, but it will take
some time. A year, I guess. I know. No, I’m really not
hung up …. Really, there is someone I would bring, but
…. that’s the reason I want to get away for a while.”
Tracy tickled her curls, fascinated, smiling
uncontrollably as she eavesdropped.
“That’s the whole thing. I can’t. No, I mean I can’t.
She’s taken. I know, but this would be messy. Too
close. She’s a knockout. I mean, really gorgeous.
Actually, I’ve known her for a long time, but she’s ….
I really like her, and if I don’t get away, it’ll be
trouble. Yeah. Remember what happened to Tim and Rick?
Exactly. The thing is, I like her and I have to see her
with him all the time. Not only that, but she
practically lives here on the weekends. Yeah.”
Tracy’s heart suddenly shuddered as a jolt of electricity
coursed her veins.
“She’s so casual. Oh, yeah. Mostly naked, anyway.
She’s driving me fucking crazy. Panties and t-shirts.
Oh, yeah. Real sweet boobs, and half the time I’m trying
to steal peeks. I don’t know if she’s doing it on
purpose, but I don’t want . . . . No, he doesn’t know.”
“Last night, let me tell you, I’ve got to get out of
here. I came home early and crashed for a while. I woke
up when the door slammed shut and I’d been asleep for a
while, so I had to piss. I take three steps into the
hallway when I hear them in the front room. There’s this
mirror by the front hallway. I look into it and Alan is
stripping off her clothes. Hell, I couldn’t help but
watch. You should have seen the nipples on these boobs.
Just perfect. Then she’s bending over as he pulls her
panties down. What an ass! I was going nuts. Beautiful
little pussy, dripping wet. Delicious. I took a few
steps closer, and watched Tracy suck his cock. She’s so
pretty. I’m falling for her and she’s doing my oaf
roommate and I can’t stand it.”
Tracy’s fingers moved rythmically between her moist pussy
lips, remembering the sex with Alan, and imagining Brian
standing in the shadows watching.
“Oh, yeah. I thought about stepping in, but Alan is such
a dumb fuck. I knew he’d lose his cool at the idea. I
watched until they moved into the bedroom. Then I laid
in bed, listening to her moan. I didn’t sleep for hours.
The music kept echoing in my head. She was just on the
other side of the wall, and she couldn’t have been
further away.”
The excitement welled inside Tracy and she bit her lip as
the moans, real moans this time, softly escaped her.
“Anyway, I’ve got to get away before something serious
happens. No, I don’t want this to go any further. A few
weeks will let things cool down, I’ll get some work done
and maybe I’ll figure out … I appreciate it, Jerry.
I’ll stop by and get the key. All right, after eleven.
Great. I’ll see you then.”
The phone fell into the cradle, and Tracy listened, her
heart pounding as Brian’s footsteps drew him closer.
Impulsively, she let the door swing wide open. As the
young man approached, he found Tracy leaning against the
frame, one hand squeezing a tight nipple as the other
teased her swollen cunt lips.
“Oh, my,” said Brian.
“Hey, Brian,” said Tracy, her voice sultry with lack of
breath. “You going somewhere?”
“Yeah, well, not….”
“Can I come with you?” Tracy stepped forward to kiss
him.
“I, well, I guess. I didn’t plan….”
Tracy lost herself in his loving kiss. “Plans change,”
she whispered.
“Plans change.”