Unexpected Affections
Copyright© 2025 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 59
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 59 - 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
“Morning, Ollie,” Paula said as she came around the counter of the coffee shop. She was beaming her usual lazy, bright smile and immediately went for her usual hug.
You groaned a little as you hugged her back. She’d been working the afternoons in the coffee shop the last couple of days so you’d missed seeing her - now that her parents were back from their vacation she was the bounce-around manager again instead of the acting-owner. At least for now.
“Good morning, Paula,” you sighed. It had been a bit of an early morning, after a very busy evening. Zara had woken you and April up with her tongue, and there had been a bit of a replay from the night before. Unfortunately, even though it was a Sunday, they both had to head back out into the suburbs, each of them with family plans that would keep them busy. So after a ... busy early morning, and then a long shower that had helped your muscles relax after so much effort over the past half a day, you’d decided to resume your regular schedule and had texted to see if Margot was up for your usual breakfast meet.
“I’ve got something for you to try, Ollie,” she said, holding up a finger for you to wait where you were as she headed back behind the bar and then into the back.
“Morning, Ollie,” one of the other workers said, and it took you a second to click.
“Hikaru!” you said, almost in surprise. “Good morning- gosh, you look- Wow, Hikki. You really went all out this morning.”
“Thanks, I’ve gotten a bunch of compliments,” Hikaru said with a nervous laugh and smile. She didn’t look different, but she looked ... like an ideal version of herself if the ideal was ‘stepped out of a magazine.’ Or maybe right out of an anime, if anime girls were real.
That was the thing about anime, and especially anime-inspired content - it was a weird conglomeration of Japanese and Western features based on the original artist’s style and what helped emote better on a 2d cartoon or 3d render for a video game. And Hikaru, half-Japanese and half-Cauasian, had a softer version of the traditional Japanese face. Add in the magic of makeup and...
“It’s not too much, is it?” Hikaru asked.
“No, you look great,” you said quickly, shaking your head. “I mean, I think you always look great, this is just, like, a ... highlighted version of you. You’re looking radiant.”
“Aw, Ollie,” Hikaru said, tilting her head a little and smiling so sweetly her lip trembled a little. “Thank you so much. I love you.”
“Love you too, Hikki,” you said and reached over the counter. She met you and you hugged - a little awkwardly, due to the distance, but still.
“You just saw our resident Barista Model for the first time this morning, didn’t you?” Paula asked as she came back out from the back.
“I did,” you chuckled. “And I agree, definitely a model.”
“Guys,” Hikaru blushed, then turned away to get back to work as she got flustered.
Paula was grinning and turned back to you as she offered you a little sealed to-go box. “That should be perfectly suitable for your diet, Ollie,” she said. “And I’m so proud of you for sticking with it!”
“Thanks,” you said, feeling a little chagrined. It didn’t feel like you were making much progress yet; only a handful of sessions at the gym and a couple of weeks of getting used to the diet, including a couple of mess-ups when you thought things were allowed when they weren’t.
“Enjoy,” Paula said, rubbing your arm. The little box was warm in your hands like whatever was inside had been freshly made. “Can’t let my absolute favourite customer go hungry.”
“Hey,” one of the other regulars grumbled, gesturing at the empty spot in front of him as he held his coffee.
“There can only be one favourite, Teddy,” Paula smirked. Then she looked back at you. “Have a good day, Ollie.”
“You too, Paula,” you said, and she smiled warmly again before shooing you off so she could get back to work.
Taking a big breath, you took a weaving route through the tables and grabbed an open one near the front windows of the cafe. When you sat down with your coffee and snack you sighed a little and let your mind consider the things that you’d been pushing down throughout the previous conversation.
Paula, despite her lanky height, had a pair of big breasts hidden under her baggy shirts and apron. You’d kind of been generally aware of that before, and that she was pretty in a down-to-earth way, but she’d always just been ... Paula. But that morning, after feeling two women pressing themselves to you in extremely intimate ways the previous night and earlier that morning, your mind had gone ‘Hey, I know that feeling! And it’s great!’ and you’d suddenly been desperately pushing down thinking of Paula in a sexual way.
You were friends. That was all. And you were dating April. Hell, you wanted April and Paula to meet properly one of these days because they would probably get along.
And then Hikaru stuns you because she goes from cute and lovable to ... You gulped, not wanting to finish where that thought was going. Because she looked an awful like a fantasy version of herself. And you two might not have been cousins by marriage anymore, but she was still your Hikaru.
You opened the to-go container and found a trio stack of four-inch pancakes and a little container of maple syrup. A toothpick was poking into one of the pancakes and had a piece of tape with writing on it - ‘Super low-carb pancakes. Almond flour! Hannah Approved!’ And there was another piece of tape on the container of syrup. ‘Totally sugar free!’