Unexpected Affections
Copyright© 2025 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 41
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 41 - Oliver is surrounded by friends and loves his nerdy life, but after entering a silly Dating App contest his life starts to turn upside down. This is a slow-burn harem story about a big (in size and quality) nerd and the various women in his life.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Sharing Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Oriental Female Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Facial Oral Sex Petting Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex Size 2nd POV
You went to the washroom, and then went and paid the bill for all three of you at the front, before heading back to the table. When you got there April was sipping the last of her cider and Zara was leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed, somehow looking completely unapproachable and also making her small amount of cleavage bulge enticingly at the same time. You managed not to glance at it except when you were far enough away it wouldn’t be noticeable.
“Need more time?” you asked as you stepped up next to April’s chair.
“We’re ready to go,” Zara said, standing up abruptly and going around the other side of the table, heading for the exit.
“We’re ready to go,” April confirmed, a little exasperated, as she stood as well. She gave you a quick side hug and a reassuring look before you both followed Zara. When you got to the front, April coughed pointedly. “Zara.”
“What?” Zara asked, having already strutted towards the exit.
“We’re not dining and dashing,” April said.
“Either he’s smart enough that he already paid for us when he was out here, or he’s not smart enough to do that and he’ll pay for us now,” Zara said and turned back towards the door.
“Zara!” April said in surprise.
“She’s not wrong,” you said, hoping to keep things smooth. “I did pay for us all while I was up here.”
“But you shouldn’t have, Ollie,” April frowned. “I invited you out, and Zara is my friend.”
“And we agreed that we both get to treat and spoil each other, right?” you pointed out. “This is supposed to be a fun night meeting your best friend - I’m treating you and her.”
She sighed and shook her head, then took your hand as she accepted it. Once you were outside and found Zara waiting for you impatiently, April pointedly stopped and turned, summoning you down for a kiss. You happily followed through with that want, and she made sure you kissed for what would have been an unreasonable amount of time if you were being polite. When it was over, April looked at Zara. “Rude,” she said.
“OK, snog-fest,” Zara snorted. “Now where’s your car, Oliver? You’re driving, we’ve both been drinking.”
You led them through the parking lot to your car and went around to open the passenger door for April.
“This is your car?” Zara asked, looking clearly unimpressed.
“It’s a clean, working vehicle, Zara,” April said. “Just because you sometimes run in circles with guys who have ugly, loud sports cars doesn’t mean every guy needs to own one.”
“But it’s a Civic,” Zara said.
“You drive a Civic,” April said.
“That’s what I mean!”
“I live in the city,” you pointed out. “I don’t even need a car. The only reason I have one is so I can go visit family whenever I want, or go on trips to other nearby cities.”
“Whatever,” she said and opened the back door as you held open the front for April.
They both got in and shut the doors, but you could have sworn you heard April say, ‘What did I say about not being a cunt anymore?’
You got in, feeling self-conscious about how the car shifted with your weight, and buckled up. “Are we heading somewhere specific?” you asked.
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