Chapter 1

If you had seen a nerdy looking kid walking across campus with his head down and a backpack full of books on his back in September two years ago, it probably would have been me ... John Williams. I came to McGill University in Montreal to get a degree in Economics. Because I wanted to get my degree as quickly as possible, I wasn’t involved with sports, social clubs, or fraternities. I had always been shy. Now, I just wanted to get in and get out as quickly as possible.

During my freshman year, I was blown away when a girl I considered one of the top beauties in my class came on to me. ME. Mr. Nerdy.

We met at a freshman dance and have been an item since then.

My beautiful girl is Alice, and she studies Genetics.

In her second year, her parents had consented to her renting an apartment rather than living on campus. So naturally, this made it much handier than finding opportunities and places to indulge our carnal pleasures.

But, this was going to be a long, dull summer. Alice had left to spend the summer between semesters with her parents, who live in Toronto. I was going to remain in Montreal. We had both finished our second year at McGill, and between terms, I would have to work in Montreal.

Alice was an eighteen-year-old blond beauty, easily one of the most sought-after girls on campus. I considered myself lucky that she was my girlfriend. We had parted with promises of being faithful to each other over the summer. This had reassured me, and I had no doubts that I would remain faithful to her over the three months we would be apart.

We had not moved in together as that would have been a deal-breaker if her parents found out she was living with a man. However, I did spend a lot of evenings and weekends at her place. I had rented a one-room studio across the street, which was sufficient for my needs.

I immersed myself in work, and Alice and I texted each other at least twice a day. We kept each other informed of our activities and exchanged unending ‘I Love You’ messages.

I was not a jock, but I did enjoy sports. My early morning gym routine kept me fit, and in the summer, I played tennis regularly. In fact, I planned to play on Sunday with my friend Richard when I realized my tennis racquet was at Alice’s apartment.

Alice had asked her friend Denise to stay in the apartment for the summer. Denise was her BFF and as unlike Alice as any girl could be. Whereas Alice was tall, slim, and elegant, Denise was almost the opposite. She was about four inches shorter, wore thick glasses, and was maybe a little bit dumpy. It was hard to tell, as her clothes tended to hide rather than reveal her figure.

I called Denise and asked her if I could come over to pick up my racquet. She was on the point of going out and asked if I could come over that evening. Of course, I agreed, and we arranged that I would go over at seven o’clock.

When I rang the doorbell, Denise invited me to come in. Together we searched for my tennis racquet and finally found it where Alice had stuffed it in the back of a closet. The search over, Denise asked me if I would like a beer.

We sat in the small living room across from each other and made small talk until Denise made a statement that floored me.

“It’s too bad that you are going out with Alice,” she said with a wistful smile.

“Uhh ... Why is that?” I responded.

“Well, if you were not, you and I could perhaps date during the next three months.” She answered.

Now what had put that idea in her mind, I wondered? She had always been friendly and pleasant whenever we met, but I had never shown any interest in her. So why would I date her when I had Alice?

“Denise, I thought that Alice was your best friend.”

“Alice finds me handy to have around just like you are handy to have around,” Denise offered with a smile. “She is sure that all eyes will be on her when we are together and that no one will look at me.”

“What do you mean by me being handy to have around?” I asked, bewildered.

“Are you sure you want me to tell you? She asked.

“Well yeah, I’m sure. Are you trying to undermine our relationship?”

“John, the relationship you have with her is in your mind. Alice is not in love with you. She is using you while she is in Montreal because she knows she can control you. You are safe, and she will dispose of you as soon as she has no more use for you.”

“I think you are dead wrong,” I said. “She loves me and tells me so several times a day.”

“Words are cheap. She is just using you. Where do you think she is at this moment?” She asked.

“Watching TV with her mother at home.”

“Are you sure? How do you know?”

“She sent me a text message that she was doing that,” I answered.

“So, call her at home and speak with her. Tell her you needed to hear her voice.”

“Okay, just to prove that you are mistaken, I’ll do just that.”

I dialed the number, and Alice’s mother answered. When I asked to speak to Alice, she told me that she had gone out with some friends earlier in the day.

I immediately sent a text message to Alice, asking her about the program she was watching. The answer came back almost immediately that she and her mother were enjoying an episode of Downton Abbey.

I guess my expression must have been all that Denise needed to see. She looked at me with pity in her eyes.

“Do you know where she is?” I asked her, hoping that she didn’t know.

“Are you sure you want to know? I talked to her earlier today, and she did tell me what she was going to be doing.”

“Tell me,” I snarled. “Where is she?”

“Do you really want to know, John?”

“YES!”

“She is out with a guy named Bill. He was her high school boyfriend. She has been lying to you when she tells you she loves you. She likes you, but she is in love with Bill.”

I could feel tears welling in my eyes. I felt betrayed and unwanted. Then I started to feel rage building in me. At that moment, I knew that I would no longer let people such as Alice ever use me again. I sat there with tears rolling down my cheeks. Finally, Denise came over and handed me a box of tissues, and I wiped my eyes.

Denise sat next to me and put an arm around my shoulder. “Don’t worry, John, there are more women out there, and it won’t take you long to find another girlfriend.” She said as she gently caressed my face.

I turned to look at her, and she had taken off her glasses. Looking at her face, I realized that her eyes were stunning, and she looked very different without them. In wonder, I raised my hand and caressed her cheeks. Slowly our faces were getting closer to each other. Finally, she parted her full lips, and our mouths met in a long kiss. I felt her tongue dart out and slip into my mouth. Soon we were in the middle of the most passionate kiss that I had ever experienced.

As we broke apart, looking at each other, she said, “See, there are other options available to you. You are a very handsome and desirable man. I know that if anything happens between you and me, it’s that you are mad at her and want to get even. I want you to know; however, I’ve always had this crush on you. So if you wish to be with me, I’m completely willing, even if it is only for tonight.”

I didn’t say a word, but my hand reached out and slipped under the bulky sweatshirt she was wearing to find her breast. My hand fell on naked flesh. I cupped her breast and softly massaged her nipple. I could feel it stiffen under my touch, and it was soon a hard little nub. She let out a soft moan and then removed my hand.

“Not here,” she said. She stood up and took my hand to lead me to the bathroom. “Tonight, I want to show you what a woman who cares can do. I know that with Alice, you did make love; however, I also know that it was a very vanilla type lovemaking, and that’s all she would do with you. Right?”

“Yes, that’s true. She never would let me spend the night, and as soon as we finished, she had me leave.”

“Well, that’s not what I have in mind for us tonight. First, I’m going to get you out of those clothes. Then, we are going to take a shower together. Then I’ll show you what making love is all about.”

She slowly unbuttoned and opened my shirt. Her fingers trailed a path down my chest to my navel. She unbuckled my belt and lowered the zipper on my jeans. They slid off my hips to my feet with a bit of pull, and I stepped out of them. As her hand brushed against my cock through my briefs.

I felt my cock stiffen at her touch, and my mind went into overdrive. “I am going to show you, Alice.” I thought. “If you can cheat on me, I will do the same with your best friend.”

Denise lowered my briefs, stepped back, and looked at my cock. “Mm mm ... Looks so tasty.” She smiled at me.

I removed her sweatshirt, revealing the luscious set of tits I had ever seen. They were perfectly shaped and looked so succulent.

They were slightly conical, with delicate pink nipples mounted like two cherries in the middle of two-inch areolas. They begged to be kissed and touched.

I reached out to take them in my hands, and she slapped them away. “Be patient, John. Let me take the lead tonight. I’m going to show you what sex and loving should be.”

She shimmied out of her sweat pants, letting them pool around her ankles, revealing her whole body to me. My jaw dropped. She was the picture of voluptuousness. Her belly had a slight swell with the cutest little dimple for a navel. My eyes dropped down to see full hips. Her pussy was tantalizingly smooth, with a tuft of brown curls just above her full pussy lips. Her thighs were strong, and her legs were slender and well-formed.

She looked at the expression on my face and giggled. “Not what you were expecting?”

“You’re beautiful.” I blurted out. “Why do you hide yourself the way you do?”

“You are such a man,” she said with a laugh. “I don’t hide. I am not into displaying myself the way Alice does unless I am with somebody I like and respect. Now get under the shower and let me wash you.”

Stepping under the stream of water, I let the water relax my body. Denise came in and slowly started lathering my back. I could feel her hands start at my shoulders and soap my back. Then, she lathered me from neck to feet. Not a spot was untouched, and she sent sparks shooting through my body as her hands ran over my butt and washed between my ass cheeks.

I turned to face her and saw that she had soaped herself. She took me in her arms and used her body to soap my front. The feel of her breasts against my chest was amazingly sensual. I could feel her hard nipples rubbing against me as she ground her crotch against my rampant erection.