Dangerous Curves
Copyright© 2026 by Big Ed Magusson
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - Mike’s landed the girl of his dreams. However, his conservative background didn’t prepare him for a “complicated” relationship with a woman who doesn’t care who sees her nude or knows of her bedroom activities. Add distance, work commitments, and other interested women, and the path forward isn’t straight. Not by a long shot. Now committed to this open-minded world, he had to consider: where would he draw the line?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa School Voyeurism Slow
I’d just gotten off the phone with my family and I hadn’t told them I had a girlfriend. I didn’t know how to tell them. Especially because I wasn’t sure they liked the Freemans. Mom and Dad would certainly be polite to them, but they disliked hippies as a matter of course. The fact that the Freemans weren’t hippies anymore wouldn’t matter.
I took a deep breath. I had a week and a half before I had to figure something out. That helped.
But I also needed to make sure I could get there, so I called Joey. He said he’d be happy to give me a ride down on Wednesday and we settled on a time for him to pick me up. Unfortunately, he wouldn’t be able to give me a ride back on Friday because he was spending the entire weekend at home.
I still needed to figure Wednesday out.
I returned to studying until Len came back. He smiled and was casual, but didn’t have the relaxed air he usually did after he got laid. I raised a questioning eyebrow but he just shrugged.
“How’d it go?” he asked.
“Dad likes that I’m not partying.”
Len laughed. “Why am I not surprised?”
“Mom’s not happy that I’m cutting Thanksgiving weekend short either.”
“Yeah, I can see that.”
“It’s rough, but what can I do?”
He snorted and sank into his own chair. I turned mine around until I faced him, but he seemed lost in thought.
“What?” I asked.
“Huh?”
“You looked really serious there for a moment.”
“Oh. Yeah. Thinking about our Thanksgiving. It’s gonna be a little rough, too.”
“Why?”
“Leanne’s coming back.”
“Your sister?” Len didn’t talk about his oldest sister much.
“Half-sister, actually.” He let out a long sigh. “Mom was pregnant with her by another guy when my dad married her.”
I blinked in shock.
“She’s ... um ... Well, Leanne and Mom don’t get along much anymore.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“Yeah. So. Thanksgiving promises to be interesting, to say the least.”
I nodded, having no idea what to say.
“Well, it is what it is,” he said. He looked at his notebook. “I suppose I should try to get some studying done.”
“I thought that’s what you were doing with Robin.”
He laughed. “No ... nope. Not at all.” He grinned. “Well ... maybe we were studying comparative anatomy.”
I laughed.
“Anyway, I gotta get some work done.” He turned and opened his book.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to mine. Len was ... incredible.
I woke up thinking about Lori and the past weekend. That, of course, meant I also woke up with a raging erection, but there was nothing I could do about it with Len in the room. I lay in bed and started thinking about school and chemistry to try and get it to subside. Then my mind drifted to work and Thanksgiving weekend. I still needed to figure something out.
When I was finally soft enough to pee, I climbed out of bed and used the bathroom. Len was awake by the time I returned, so we headed down to breakfast together.
“So...,” I said as we entered the cafeteria to the smell of bacon and coffee, “you’re gonna spend the entire Thanksgiving weekend at home, right?”
“Yeah,” he said with a sigh.
I nodded. I didn’t feel the need to poke at his lack of excitement.
“I gotta figure out how to get back to Boulder on Friday.”
“Is the dorm open?”
I caught myself. “Uh ... good question.”
We got through the food line and spotted Liz coming in. She joined us at our table and we talked about movies and other things of small importance as we ate. When we finished, I turned to Len.
“I’m gonna stop by the office. I’ll see you back in the room.”
“Office?” Liz asked.
“Yeah, I gotta work Friday and Saturday of Thanksgiving weekend,” I said. “I need to find out if the dorm’s open.”
“Oh, yeah,” she said. “Good idea.”
“I also need to figure out how to get a ride up from the Springs on Friday,” I said.
“Well...,” Liz said, “I might be able to help.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. I’m gonna spend Friday and Saturday with Terri. If you can get to Cherry Creek, I’ll give you a ride the rest of the way.”
I blinked and thought about that. Cherry Creek was on the south end of Denver and about halfway between the Springs and Boulder. It was about an hour’s drive, which might be something Dad would agree to. Or maybe Mom.
“That could work,” I said.
“Cool. You wanna pick a time now, or exchange home phone numbers?”
“Home numbers,” I said. “I’m pretty sure I can get a ride to Cherry Creek, but let me confirm.”
“Cool.”
“In the meantime, I need to make sure I’ve got a place to stay.”
Len chuckled and Liz smiled. We cleared our trays and headed out.
It turned out the dorm would be open over the Thanksgiving weekend, but the cafeteria would be closed. I could stay in my room but I’d have to hike across campus to eat in the cafeteria in Libby Hall. I grumbled at that, but it was better than paying for my own meals. I made the appropriate arrangements.
That afternoon after classes, Julie stopped by our room and asked if we wanted to go work out. I raised my eyebrows at her including me, but she was serious. She offered to coach me again on the machines, so I took her up on it. She and Len were so casual and matter-of-fact around each other that it amused me. If I didn’t know better, I would’ve sworn there was nothing between them. Which was, of course, false. I fully expected to find a rubber band on my door on Tuesday evening.
Then Tuesday afternoon, my Chemistry lab partner actually showed up. Late, and stoned. He kept twiddling the knob that controlled the gas for the Bunsen burner and more than once shot flame way too high. The T.A. pulled him aside and they talked too quietly for me to hear, but my lab partner stormed out in a huff.
The T.A. watched him go with a resigned look on his face. Then he walked over to me.
“Can you finish this one on your own?”
“Yeah,” I said, “I think so.”
“Good. Take any extra time you need.”
I didn’t need much, but Julie was long gone by the time I got back to the dorm.
Wednesday we had a movie night. Once again, we filled the room with people from the dorm. Liz and I took our usual spots in the “balcony.”
“Oh,” she said, “I’m gonna go up to Fort Collins on Friday, but I can give you a ride home on Sunday.”
“Thanks,” I said. That was half the problem solved. Unfortunately, I had no idea how to fix the other half. But Wednesday night late was not the time. I’d have to come up with something in the morning.
I thought about the Saturday logistics for most of Thursday morning. The fundamental problem was that I just didn’t know anyone with a car who would be driving that direction. I checked the carpool ride board at the Student Union and it was no help. I checked the bus schedules. Nothing worked. It made studying the rest of the day really hard. I tried to focus on my work, but my mind kept drifting to the puzzle.
I was still thinking about it when I got back to the room right before dinner. I was so lost in my thoughts that I actually got out my key before I noticed the rubber band on the knob.
I sighed. Of course. Tuesday was Julie. Thursday was Robin. I just rolled my eyes and went down to the TV lounge to wait.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait too long. Len and Robin both came down. She practically glowed as she smiled.
“Hey,” he said. “Room’s free. We’re going out to dinner.”
“Okay. Sounds good.”
So it looked like I was on my own and that I wouldn’t be able to ask Len for any advice on transportation to Fort Collins either.
I ended up having dinner with Liz but I didn’t want to bring it up and make her feel guilty. She dropped a comment about really looking forward to Friday night and I just smiled and nodded knowingly. I didn’t want to make her feel guilty about the fact that I had to work and couldn’t go up with her on her schedule.
But, dang, it must’ve been nice to have enough money that she didn’t need to work.
Finally, desperately out of options, I called Lori.
“So...,” I said after we’d exchanged hellos, “I ... uh ... I haven’t been able to find a ride to Fort Collins on Saturday.”
“Oh? No problem. I’ll come pick you up.”
“You will?”
“Sure. There ... uh ... might be a toll though.” There was a teasing lilt in her voice.
“Oh? A toll?”
“Mmm hmm...”
“Is this an expensive toll?”
“Mmm ... it doesn’t cost a lot of money, if that’s what you’re asking...”
“Ah. So it’s a different type of toll.”
“Mmm hmm...”
I chuckled and leaned back in my chair. Len hadn’t returned yet and I wondered how long he’d be. My cock was stiffening from Lori’s tone.
“Is this a toll where I ... do something for you?” I asked.
“Oh, yes. Something you like doing.”
“That I like a lot?”
“Not as much as I do,” she purred.
I laughed. “Are you going to tell me?”
“I’m sure you can figure it out.”
I chuckled. “Something ... with my mouth?”
“Smart boy.”
I laughed. “Well ... then I definitely want a ride. And I’m happy to pay the toll.”
“Good. See you Saturday at ... Eleven?”
“I’ll be ready earlier.” I shifted in my seat. My pants were way too uncomfortable.
“No ... I’m having breakfast with my dad. I’ll be down after that.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
She was breathy. “Me, too.”
We said our goodbyes and hung up.
Len wasn’t back.
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