Part 4

Melissa was lying on top of her bed. She was reading. Across the room Alexandra was doing the same, or at least Melissa thought so. Her mind kept wandering to Alexandra. She had seemed different this morning. Of course, she had been kidnapped last night, but there seemed to be something else going on as well. Had she seen something between Melissa and Dawn, and felt jealous? Melissa warmed at the thought; her sexy roommate being jealous of her and another woman. That said a lot of things, like for instance that Alexandra was seeing other women as competition, not to mention seeing Melissa in a romantic light. Or was something else going on?

"What are you thinking of?" Alexandra said from across the room.

When Melissa looked over at her bed she saw Alexandra had turned around and was facing the foot end of the bed. She was resting on her elbow and watching Melissa with curious, shimmering eyes.

"I... nothing," Melissa mumbled and tried to concentrate on her book again, however Alexandra reached behind her head and untied the hair knot on the back of her head, causing clumps of red hair to spill out over her shoulders.

Melissa gasped but managed to conceal her gasp as a sigh. It wasn't much better, but it did at least have a little ambiguity to it. Alexandra was playing with her hair and while Melissa did everything in her power not to look up at her, Alexandra did nothing to hide that she was staring at Melissa.

"What?" Melissa asked.

Alexandra didn't reply but instead she unbuttoned the top button in her shirt. Melissa's eyes widened and she lowered her gaze again. She wasn't shocked at what Alexandra had done, but she was worried that some of her thoughts might have been so easily read by her roommate, especially since she wasn't sure herself what she was thinking about her. Not yet, she thought. Not so soon.

She glanced at Alexandra again. She was down to her third button now. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" said Alexandra, her voice a little unstable.

Like you're getting undressed, Melissa thought. There was nothing strange with that. They were after all roommates and girls. There should be no problem with that at all. When Melissa could hear the unmistakable sound of a zipper being opened she stiffened and turned facing Alexandra. Her roommate was getting out of her jeans.

"Care to help me?" Alexandra asked with a sly grin.

"Help you with what?"

"What does it look like I need help with?"

"You tell me," Melissa said.

Alexandra laughed and pushed her jeans down. "Too late now." She pushed her panties down after them. "And I don't know you well enough to let you help me with these." Her clothes were bunched up around her ankles and as she spread her thighs Melissa felt a blush rising on her cheeks.

"Getting a shower?" she asked and turned on her belly, holding the book in front of her, pretending she was still reading. The desk was obstructing her line of sight, and she could hide the blush on her face from Alexandra.

Melissa could hear a wet sound from Alexandra's bed. She stole a quick glance at the other girl. Alexandra was beating off. Melissa sat in her bed. She got on her feet. Her eyes couldn't help but taking in the vision of Alexandra on her bed. She had her feet pulled up, and her legs parted widely, her pussy wide open between them. Her skin, white like cream, made her orange pubic hairs even more pronounced, and the slit hidden in them seemed even redder.

"My God, Alex, what are you doing?" Melissa said.

Alexandra gazed at her through half open eyes.

"Are you okay?" Melissa continued.

Alexandra didn't reply.

Melissa found she had to lean on the desk or her knees would give away and land her sprawling on the floor. Alexandra is touching herself -- my roommate is beating off in front of me!

Alexandra was sliding her fingers through her slit from the bottom where they were buried inside her up until she caught her clit between her fingertips and massaged it gently. Melissa saw her little bud protruding from under its hood and she felt her mouth going dry.

She looked into Alexandra's eyes and the heavy-lidded, wanton gaze she met there made her already wet pussy gush with new juices. She realized she would have to change her panties before she headed to afternoon classes, but that was just secondary to the alarming insight that she wanted her roommate, wanted to eat her pussy, wanted to make her come, or at least... touch her.

I shouldn't watch, she thought hazily. It's private and I... shouldn't. She moved over to the door on wobbly legs. I should leave and let her finish undisturbed. She grabbed the doorknob. What if someone passed in the corridor outside? She stopped and looked back into the room.

Alexandra had parted her legs even more and her hips pushed into the air. Her face wore a mask of pleasure while both her hands were busy between her legs. She had unbuttoned her shirt and pushed it aside allowing Melissa to see how her nipples stood straight out.

She looks delicious, Melissa thought breathlessly. Shit! The fact that she felt her mouth watering, and her lips tingle while she watched Alexandra's nipples made her swallow and turn away. Fuck! I'm thinking of my roommate -- female roommate -- as tasty, and I want... DAMN IT!

She turned the doorknob with all intentions to leave the room when she heard an involuntary moan from Alexandra. She turned again. My roommate is masturbating right in front of me, she thought. She realized she was no better herself; both her palms had somehow cupped her breasts, squeezing her nipples through her bra, and her thighs were grinding together. Please Alexandra, stop this insanity!

Alexandra didn't seem to hear Melissa's silent pledge, and instead she uttered a series of soft whines, and her breathing became labored. Melissa ground her thighs together again and squirmed with the resulting pleasure.

She wanted to get back to her bed, or even better, Alexandra's bed, she wanted to lie down, get naked and join her roommate.

I can't take this, she thought, not now! She wanted to tell Alexandra to stop, but her words caught in her mouth. Alexandra was so beautiful it made Melissa's chest hurt. Her slender legs were open wide, her hips pushed at least a couple of inches free of the bed below, pushed towards Melissa, as if Alexandra was making an offer to her. And what a delicious offer! Alexandra's was grinding her fingertips into herself hard.

A feral sound escaped her. It was a mix of a groan and a gasp, even a cry, and her body bucked as her hands started to pick up speed.

Melissa knew she should leave Alexandra and stop ogling her, still her body refused to obey and her imagination was no better.

She is so beautiful!Melissa thought and gasped, "Goddamnit!"

Alexandra was staring down at her hands as they rubbed faster, making her pussy lips and fingers touch with a slapping sound. She held her breath as if she was afraid to breath or the pleasure would go away. Then her jaws moved several times, her head rolled back, her body arched. One gasp escaped her, then another. She was taking deep breathes. Her free hand was squeezing one of her nipples. Her body was shaking and twisting while she fought to reach the peak.

Melissa forced a hand under the waistline of her trousers. A part of her mind screamed to her to stop, she didn't listen.

Alexandra's feet slid apart then she pushed them together again and forced her hips into the air. Her breathing caught for several seconds while her hips and belly was undulating and her hand moved in a blur.

Melissa squeezed her breast while her hand slid into her panties. Her fingers stroked over her sensitive pleasure-bud and while she watched Alexandra stroking herself Melissa felt her body catching up surprisingly fast. Alexandra squirmed and whined. Melissa's hand rubbed as much as her constrained trousers allowed. Alexandra fell on her side. A shivering, prolonged whine announced the arrival of her climax.

Melissa kept her eyes lowered while she stroked herself. She could hear Alexandra gasping but finally her breathing slowed. The only sound in the room was that of Melissa's hand in her trousers. Was Alexandra watching her now?

Just a little bit more. She didn't want to look up. Oh, please! She just wanted to come. Fast! Now! Get it over with and run! Then she felt her orgasm clashing into her like a giant wave. She was surprised, shocked, at the strength of it. She tried to keep silent, and keep still. She felt her fingers sliding over her wet skin. She could hear how wet she was now, even over the rustle of her clothes. Alexandra could probably hear too. She didn't care. All that mattered was that she kept rubbing, kept the pleasure coming.

"Yesss!" she hissed. Her head flew backwards, banging into the door.

The realization of what she had done dawned upon her. She opened her eyes and stared right into Alexandra's wide-open, green eyes. She swallowed, but there was no shock in Alexandra's eyes, no rejection, only hunger. They kept the glance for a few seconds before Melissa pulled her hand out of her trousers. It was wet and slippery with her juices. "I... I'm sorry."

Alexandra got up from her bed. "I'm not."

Melissa got her towel from her bed. "I am!"

"I can feel you're still hungry." Alexandra caught up with her and cupped a hand over one of her breasts. "Don't go yet."

"What?" Melissa backed towards the door.

"Lets do it," Alexandra said and cupped her other hand over Melissa's crotch. "You, me, on the bed. Lets do it. I know you want it."

"No!"

Melissa's back slammed into the door. She reached behind her and managed to get the door opened. Without saying another word she stepped out of the room and escaped.

Melissa was in shock. What had she done? And more importantly -- or at least it was an easier question to ask right now -- what had Alexandra been up to? If her roommate had wanted to seduce her... Melissa shivered at the thought. And what do I want? She didn't have an answer to that. Somehow she felt that something very serious was wrong with Alexandra.

Just as she passed Midwinter Garden, a park in northern Riverside -- she assumed the name was because it had lots of things that would be green even in mid-winter. Being a native New Yorker the deeper irony in the name didn't hit her, she'd never experienced a winter in south Louisiana.

"Hey," Melissa heard a male voice calling and as she looked up she realized Philip was walking further down the road in the park.

"Hey! Philip," Melissa called. "You are just the person I wanted to talk to."

He smiled at her. "Is that so?"

"Yeah, listen," she walked over to him. "I need to ask you something."

"Yeah?"

"Uh, yeah, well... I was just curious... about Alex."

"Why do you ask me then? She's your roommate."

"Well, you see... I think she's taking her kidnapping pretty badly, ever since she came back she's been strange and I've... had this feeling," she trailed off.

"So, what happened?"

Melissa blushed, "I... It wasn't something you'd go around talking about... It's just... did you ever get the impression she was an exhibitionist? Or... or maniac... sex... maniac?"

"Alex? God no, she's more like the flower and romance girl. You've got her totally wrong."

"Maybe not."

"Yeah?"

"She kind of... she... came on to me."

There was an awkward moment of silence.

"Alex is a reasonable person, just talk to her, tell her how you feel and she'll understand."

"Or something is totally wrong with her. She undressed in front of me... and... did it... to herself," the last word was said in a whisper.

"She did? I... I mean... okay, listen, I'll talk to her, okay? I understand this could be very... upsetting for you."

"If she comes on to you too," Melissa said. "I just want you to know that I think she's still suffering from shock or something. She will probably regret anything that happens once she snaps out of this."

"What? God Melissa, I don't even think of Alex that way... If something is up with her, I'll find out what and help her solve it. Don't worry, okay?"

"Okay."

--

The first chance Philip had to talk to Alexandra undisturbed was when he saw her by one of the docks by the Annex piers. She was putting away the gears from the boat trip from that afternoon. He walked towards her and just as she noticed him coming he realized he had no clue how to start the 'talk.'

It was not his business what she did or didn't do with her roommate, was it? But Melissa had seemed disturbed, maybe even pissed. He owned it to Alexandra, as a friend, to tell her that she was going to far, and he should make sure she was okay. After all, she'd been kidnapped just the other day and no one really knew what those guys had done to her.

"Hi there," he said frowning at the squeak of his voice. This would be hard.

"Hello," Alexandra replied and lifted some heavy looking diving gear into the boat.

"Let me..." Philip started but his words trailed off when Alexandra's head disappeared into the boat.

"I got it," she called from inside. "Why don't you join me, this will take a little while."

"Okay," he said and jumped onto the boat deck and climbed into the boat after her. "This is a pretty small boat," he said and looked around the minimal cabin.

"Most of the time we're on deck, this is mainly for storage and... if we need to sleep."