Chapter 21: Rod

Rod

“Are you Rod?”

“Yes?”

“Oh hi, I’m Angela. I was looking for you.”

So this tall, beautiful, brunette in a leotard that showed her flowing stomach muscles and large nipples through it, was the legendary Angela.

“Am I about to get another tour of the building that ends in shower sex?”

Angela smiled at that.

“It wasn’t what I had in mind but it’s a lovely idea. Maybe next time. For today I’ve got to run but I need your help.”

“OK. How can I help?”

“You may not know but most Wednesday’s Miss Molly goes out at lunchtime. When she does she comes to our flat to play with Luke and I. It’s just a fifteen minute walk away. We thought it would be nice if she could have a partner, for a visit. Then we’d be a more balanced four which makes for better sex.”

She ploughed straight on despite the questions making Rod try to interrupt.

“I know you’re not allowed out of tab range of the school at lunchtime but that’s OK. I got you a jogging pass like the athletic club use so you can jog to ours and back.”

Rod had seen the invite on his tab and reflexively accepted the school scheduling icon. He checked the content now which showed the jogging route to and from a way point in a residential block on the other side of the industrial area.

“So you’d like me to run over to your place tomorrow lunchtime to surprise Miss Molly by being her partner for some quickie sex.”

“Well, my partner actually but yes.”

“I swear this must be a dream. Once is something but twice is something else. I’ll have to talk to Stella.”

Angela’s bouncing on her toes ceased and she seemed to relax.

“Of course. That’s exactly what you should do. I hope I’ll see much more of you tomorrow.”

Angela twirled away after giving him a fuck-me look that made him tingle. These Chareen girls were unbelievable. Stella was the most unbelievable of all though. She didn’t even flinch when he told her that Angela, the part-time dance coach who had been a senior last year, had invited him to her flat for sex tomorrow lunchtime.

“Oh wow! Did she really. That’s so hot!”

Stella hugged him excitedly.

“Everyone loves Angela and she so sexy.”

“They should have invited you too but apparently this is supposed to be a surprise for Miss Molly.”

“Miss Molly’s going to be there too?”

“Yes, apparently they have a regular thing on Wednesday lunchtime.”

“Well that makes sense then. They want you to complete the four.”

“Is that a normal sort of thing that happens?”

“No. It’s not. It’s the sort of thing that only happens to the hottest luckiest guy in the entire school and he’s usually dreaming when it does.”

She genuinely seemed more excited than he was. How could you not love a girl like that more and more every day. Tuesday contained a lot of kissing and Stella giggling and play biting his bottom lip and anecdotes about Angela from the year before. Especially about the optional life drawing classes where she had held naked ballet poses for twenty minutes at a time. Producing one of the better half of the drawings in a class, as judged by Miss Throupe the art teacher, entitled the artist to attend the next session as well and so on. All the sessions were packed and they drew out some amazing unknown talent.

“The winning drawing is on the wall in the art room. It’s one of the best and the sexiest hand drawn portraits I’ve seen. I think half the boys who have lessons in there fall in love with Angela without ever having met her.”

Rod though was nervous. How could he possibly live up to the expectations of such a sexy superstar. As a consequence he ran the short distance to Angela and Luke’s flat far too fast and arrived sweaty and panting. This was not going well. He was tabbed in and tried not to run up to the third floor. When he got there a naked Angela with Luke right behind her was holding the Flat 7 door open.

“Come in, come in.”,

she said and he hurried to let her close the door, which meant basically scooting into the arms of the hottest of hot babes. Most slim girls actually looked better in clothes or at least in underwear but Angela’s musculature was so beautiful flowing under her smooth skin that she was even hotter naked. The beauty spot on her lower right abdomen drew the eye to the tall V of her sex. A wonder that shaded from palest white pink to hottest red pink without a crease or a fold out of place. It was actually easier, three inches from her, where all of that was out of sight. At least he could breathe.

“You must have broken some kind of record getting here that fast,”

Luke said.

“I’ll be wanting you on the running team.”

“I’m a boxer,”

Rod said, taking in that tall, fit, Luke was also naked.

“That’s mostly running in circles unless you like getting punched.”

It was obvious that he should strip off. It would, in a strange reversal of the rest of his life, be embarrassing not to. They barely reacted to him doing so. Angela reaching out and taking his bundled clothing from him.

“The shower is through the bedroom if you want to freshen up before Molly gets here,”

she said, walking up the short corridor in a trance inducing display of sexiness. Luke seemed no less affected than he was, despite living with this woman. Rod walked through what was clearly their bedroom and found the little built in shower. Emerging after a rapid wash, wishing he’d brought some scent, his anxiety still driving him to hurry, Rod was brought to a complete halt.

Miss Molly lay naked, propped up on an elbow and stretched all the way to her pointed toes, on Luke and Angela’s bed.

“You could have waited and shared with me,”

she pouted and then smiled and beckoned him to the bed.

“Hop on, hop on and we can have a quick cuddle before they realise you’re done.”

Molly ran a hand down his chest and made an appreciative face.

“It’ll be better if you stop thinking of me as school councillor and remember that I’m a horny teenager, just like you.”