Traces of Desire
Copyright© 2025 by Big Ed Magusson
Chapter 14
I sat in my chair and replayed the memories of Lori’s hug, and then of her dance. She was just so sexy. Of course, I knew that ... I’d seen her topless. I’d seen those amazing breasts completely bare.
My dick stirred at the memory.
And then I realized ... I had the room to myself.
That just stirred my blood even more.
I needed to wait a few minutes, just in case Len forgot something.
Which was hard. I fidgeted as my mind raced.
After a couple of moments, I put a rubber band on the door and got out my Playboy. Then I got undressed and climbed on my bed. I alternated between looking at the centerfold and fantasizing about Lori’s tits.
I came twice before I realized it was time for me to leave for D&D.
I was running a couple of minutes late as I headed up the walk to Joey’s house. By the time I reached the door, I wondered what the heck I was doing. I really wasn’t a Dungeons & Dragons guy, even though I’d played. It’d been fun back in the day, but...
Carmen opened the door before I reached it. She grinned and waved. She wore a tight tank top and her large breasts bounced.
Oh, yeah. That’s what I was doing. Even if Carmen was Joey’s girlfriend, I could look.
I still felt a pang of envy for Joey. Just how had the guy I’d known in high school ended up with her?
But Britt was still single, I reminded myself.
“This is going to be so much fun!” she said when I was close. “We’re just waiting for Brad.”
“Brad?”
“Our DM.”
“Ah.” I followed her in.
Inside, I found they’d set up a card table and a couple of TV trays in the living room. Joey was putting snacks on a side table and introduced me to two guys I vaguely remembered from high school. I stood there groping for names until Joey bailed me out.
“Mike, you remember Bill and Keith, right?”
I nodded. Bill was Asian, with a broad face and the muscles of a former wrestler. Keith was short and wiry with a pock-marked face that implied a lost war with acne when he was younger.
“Yeah,” I said. “Glad to see you.”
Then my eyes were drawn to Britt at the end of the table.
She smiled at me and gestured to the empty chair on her left. With her pale hair in braids, she reminded me of a Viking, or perhaps a Valkyrie. I easily imagined her in form-fitting armor, with her full cleavage showing—
I forced the image out of my head and just took the seat.
We chatted for a bit as we waited for Brad. After a bit, Joey suggested we go ahead and start rolling up characters.
Joey went with a healer, which surprised me. Britt chose a female ranger, which fit her. The surprise was Carmen. She wasn’t happy with her first two rolls so Joey suggested she do them again. That’s when she got the stats to be a barbarian.
“Yay!” she cried. “I can be like that black woman in the Conan movie!”
I furrowed my brow. “The second one?”
“Yeah. That one. Iman?”
“Grace Jones,” I corrected. Carmen was far curvier and shorter, but she did have a hint of the attitude.
“Roar!” She raised her arms and flexed her muscles.
Joey laughed and kissed her cheek.
I finished up creating an elven wizard and then we made small talk as we waited for Brad. After a half-hour, he still hadn’t shown. Joey went to call him from the phone in the kitchen and came back looking glum.
“He’s not coming,” he said.
“He’s not?” Carmen asked.
“Nope.”
“Not coming today?” Carmen asked.
“Ever. He just started a new job.”
“Ohhh.” Carmen’s lips curled into a pout, which looked nearly as sexy as her smile.
“Okay ... so what do we do?” Britt asked.
“Well...” Joey paused in thought. “I’ve got some modules. I supposed I could—”
“But I want to play with you.” Carmen’s pout deepened. “Like we talked about?” She looked at Keith and Bill, who both shook their heads.
Britt looked at me. “So that just leaves you, Mike.”
Carmen smiled, turning on the charm. “Yeah, Mike! You’d be great!”
“I’ve only done it once before,” I said.
“You’ll be fine,” Joey said.
I tensed.
“Please?” Britt asked.
I caved. “Sure.”
I wondered what I’d set myself up for.
I didn’t spend too long at Joey’s after that. Everyone finished creating their characters and I borrowed his game manuals to remind myself of the rules. He let me look through his prepared modules, but none of them looked quite right to me. I was pretty confident I could figure it out.
After returning to the dorm, I worked on the adventure until dinnertime. I’d just sat down with my plate of pasta when Sandy appeared at my table. She didn’t have a tray of her own, but she still slid into the seat across from me before I could say a word. I pointedly looked at my meal, not that I was a hurry to eat it. It looked like yesterday’s mixed vegetables had become part of the spaghetti sauce.
“Have you seen Len?” She shifted in her seat before leaning forward, her elbows on the table. She looked worried.
“No...”
“Do you know where he is?”
“He went home.”
“Home?”
“Yeah...” Her concern was touching, but I couldn’t quite understand why.
“Oh. He didn’t stop by today.”
“Um ... he hasn’t been here.”
“Then he could’ve called.”
“Maybe. Uh ... why?”
She huffed, stood, and stormed off.
I watched her go and wondered, what did I do this time?
Len arrived back in the room late; nearly ten o’clock. He looked satisfied but tired. He also carried a large cardboard box of VHS tapes.
“C’mon,” he said. “There’s two more in the car.”
I followed him down to where he’d illegally parked in the roundabout with the blinkers flashing. He passed me the smaller box from the trunk before getting his own.
“I still gotta drive over to Denise and Debbie’s,” he said apologetically. “They’re letting me leave the car at their place.”
I nodded. The permits for our dorm’s parking lot were long gone.
We hauled the boxes up the four flights of stairs. The smaller box was open at top, so I started flipping through the tapes, reading their labels. His collection was pretty broad.
“You’ve got some good ones,” I said.
“Yeah. It took a while to get ‘em all boxed up.”
I nodded. We were going to have some good conversations about these. But then I remembered, I needed to tell him about Sandy.
“Oh before I forget,” I said, “Sandy asked about you at dinner.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. And she wasn’t happy.”
“Oh? How unhappy?”
“Really pissed, frankly. Though she tried to hide it, if you know what I mean.”
He grimaced but then checked the clock and his frown deepened. “I’m illegally parked.”
“Oh, yeah.” I looked up from the tapes. “You need to get going.”
“Why don’t you come with me? You can tell me about Sandy on the drive there and then we can walk back.”
I shrugged. “Sure.”
The Spanish Towers apartment where the D&D twins lived was about as far away from our dorm as you could get and still be within six blocks of campus. As we drove, I recapped the conversation in the dining room with Sandy. His grip on the steering wheel grew tighter as I did.
“Crap,” he said when I’d finished. “I don’t know when I could’ve stopped by.”
“Yeah, I don’t either. Lori got here pretty fast.”
“Yeah...” He grimaced. “I probably should’ve called her at least, but...” He sighed. “Really pissed, huh?”
“Yeah.” The thing was, I could see why she was angry. He hadn’t said a word to her since he’d slept with her. She had to be feeling, well, used.
Len somehow guessed what I was thinking. “I did tell her I didn’t want anything serious. I did!”
“Yeah, well, she obviously didn’t listen.”
“Yeah.”
We reached the apartment and parked. I looked around to get oriented and then pointed. “That way to get back to campus?”
“Yeah, but we have to drop off the key. In case they need to move the car.”
That made sense.
We headed for the lobby. Len punched in their code, told them through the intercom that we were here, and they buzzed us in. We got to their door and Len knocked twice.
The door opened and Debbie stood there. She wore a short silk pink robe and leaned against the side of the door with one knee bent. My eyes immediately dropped to her exposed thighs.
She smiled at Len, but then her smile faded as she turned to me.
“Is it Len?” Denise called from back in the apartment.
“Yeah. And Mike.”
“Oh.” Denise’s tone went from excited to flat in a single word.
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