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Chapter 27: Lexi - Different Kinds of Friends
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 27: Lexi - Different Kinds of Friends - A couple of normal, if irreverent, middle class guys get the opportunity to answer the age old question: What would you do with your life if money was no object? A collaborative writing project written from multiple character perspectives.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Slow Illustrated
I hopped in bed and Ky climbed in right behind me and cuddled up. Rose did the same to Jackie in front of me and I rested one hand on her hip. I fell asleep quickly with Ky’s arms wrapped around me.
I woke up in the middle of the night needing to pee. Getting out of bed was a lot harder than getting in it had been. Rose had rolled over on her back and was now pressed against me, so I was wedged between her and Ky. I tried to move as gingerly as I could, but I still accidentally woke up Ky. He made a groggy noise.
“Have to pee,” I whispered to him and trotted to the bathroom to do my business. I checked what time it was on my phone when I was done. It was close to 3 AM. The space I had been in between Ky and Rose was barely a sliver of bedding. Fitting the four of us into bed when we were all ready to cuddle in the afterglow of our romp had been fine. Now the idea of trying to get back to sleep sharing a king with three others didn’t seem appealing.
There was also something else nibbling at the back of my mind: the sad image of Allie going to bed alone earlier that evening. I kissed Ky on the cheek and patted his shoulder.
“Allie?” he asked in a whisper. How the fuck did he know me that well? I nodded to him.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t,” he said quietly, and rolled back over to go back to sleep.
Interesting turn of phrase. I padded over to my suitcase and pulled out the satin pajama shorts I’d worn the previous evening and matching tank top, then slipped them on. I loved the feel of the soft satin against my skin.
I slipped out of our room, quietly shutting the door behind me. I briefly considered one of the empty rooms, but once again, I couldn’t get the image of Allie, alone in bed, out of my head. I poked my head into the room Allie had grabbed. She was snoring softly under the covers. The light pollution seeping through the closed curtain reflected off her blonde hair.
I knew what I was about to do was objectively weird. I had only met Allie yesterday and until that evening we had not talked too much. But I felt like we had bonded. More importantly I felt like I understood her. This was a girl who had caught some bad breaks and didn’t quite know how to make her way. She needed a friend. Or maybe more than one, but she at least needed one. And for tonight, I was going to be that friend.
I set my phone and water bottle on the nightstand and gently pulled back the covers. Allie had put on, or stripped down to, a thin grey tank and royal blue panties for bed. She looked great, but sex was not my goal with her. Platonic intimacy was. I slipped under the covers and cuddled up behind, carefully wrapping my arms around her and doing my best not to wake her. She gave a little half sigh of approval and wriggled into me, liking the physical contact. I smiled inwardly and kept my breathing steady as I drifted off.
Allie’s alarm woke us at 7:15 the following morning. She had a brief moment of confusion before she figured out who she was in bed with, but once she had silenced her alarm and processed she smiled at me.
“You know it’s kind of unfair, really, I hardly would have wanted to get out of bed anyway, having to give up a nice cuddle like that only makes it worse,” she said, smiling at me shyly.
“I know, but you’ll feel better if you don’t waste a day of PTO on a lazy Friday. Go get ready and I’ll make you coffee then give you a ride to work. We can stop for breakfast on the way,” I offered.
Allie cocked her head to the side and smiled. “I think I like having friends. A lot. Good advice.” She kissed my forehead then climbed out of bed and ambled towards the bathroom. Fuck she had a delectable body. Down girl, I admonished myself. Friend, not another sex partner. I had plenty of those down the hall.
I crawled out of bed and went downstairs to start coffee brewing. I’d never had much of a taste for the stuff myself, but was well aware others considered it a necessity in the morning. I popped in the pod, grabbed a mug and waited while the machine did its thing.
Looking around the kitchen I surmised that Brandi and Reed must have stumbled in at some point since there was an empty wine bottle on the counter and a glass straw.
I went upstairs with a mug of coffee for Allie. I could hear the shower running so I called to her I was leaving it on the nightstand and went back to my room to get dressed.
Ky and the girls were all still fast asleep. I picked out a pair of turquoise bikini panties that Ky said made my ass look good, on the assumption he would see them at some point today, leggings and a hoodie. Once I was changed I went back downstairs to wait for Allie.
She emerged a few minutes later looking fantastic. She had on an emerald green blouse with a grey cardigan to ward off the November chill. Her top was complemented by a khaki colored skirt over black tights. The highlight though was the knee high black leather boots with the 3” spike heel. The outfit was professional, but also exceptionally attractive.
“You look fantastic!” I informed Allie.
“Thanks! This is one of my Friday favorites. Professional but if I go out wearing it afterwards I won’t catch too many weird looks,” Allie replied.
We trotted out to the car. The morning air was chilly and crisp but the bright sun made it pleasant. Definitely sweatshirt weather. I smiled inwardly. Nashville was a pretty cool town.
Allie navigated us to a breakfast place she liked that had good bagels. I ordered an assorted half dozen for everyone back at the house while Allie and I got what we wanted.
“So ... last night?” Allie asked once we found a table and sat down to eat.
“Uh, just felt a little sad you were sleeping alone after everything we talked about last night and my bed was a little ... crowded,” I admitted, a touch embarrassed.
“Crowded? Rose AND Jackie then?” Allie asked, her blue eyes dancing with mischief.
“Well we decided to have one more bottle after you went to bed and to get changed into comfy clothes and one thing led to another. You know how it goes...” I said.
Allie laughed. “I’m not exactly sure that’s how it normally goes, but I did basically the same thing on Wednesday night so who am I to criticize? Good, right?”
“Uh, I don’t want to TMI you but holy shit.” I made the universal gesture with my hands for mind blown.
“Those Sigma Sluts, they’re something!” Allie said, and smiled.
“Seriously! They’re so fun,” I agreed.
“And basically no limits that I can tell,” Allie noted. Then her face darkened a bit. I realized she was thinking about what Brandi did with Reed the night before.
“Don’t go there, girl. Not worth your mental bandwidth,” I reassured her.
“Ok, you’re right. I’ll do my best, anyway thanks for cuddling me. It was really nice to wake up like that,” Allie said.
I just smiled in response, glad I had made her feel a little better. We chit chatted as we ate, switching to lighter topics, surface level stuff about shows we liked. Still, I felt like our friendship was continuing to deepen.
“Ok, one of us will let you know what plans are for tonight. Hope you can join us,” I said. We had finished our breakfast and were nearing Allie’s office.
“Awesome! I may have to actually go home after work, though. It’s weird. At this point I haven’t seen Garrison in 48 hours. On one hand I feel sort of guilty about that, especially considering what I’ve been up to, but on the other it’s been a super fun two days,” Allie said.
“Yeah, that’s understandable. Either way, we’ll figure something out. Still have tomorrow as well,” I said.
“Sweet, my husband and his buddies have this stupid pep rally tonight, then are going down to watch A&M play at Ole Miss Saturday morning, so later tonight and tomorrow I pretty much have to myself,” Allie said.
“Awesome, we’ll definitely hang out. I also increasingly have the feeling we’ll be back to Nashville,” I said.
“Oh you think so?” Allie asked, a bit hopefully.