Cheryl wanted her landlord. She flirted and hinted, but chose to keep that barrier between them.
When she heard him planning to go to a sorority party with another guy, she decided to be the woman on the other side of the wall. No way she’d let him give it up to some nameless slut.
After they rocked her world, she wanted more. Would he freak when she told him what she’d done?
Warning: This erotic short story contains explicit sex between consenting adults. The plot involves intercourse between a woman and two men. All sexually active characters are over the age of eighteen.
From Paul’s expression, Josh was staring at her ass. She gave him a thumbs up where the young man couldn’t see it. Paul rolled his eyes heavenward.
“I see you’ve met Cheryl, Josh. Unfortunately, as you can see, she’s dressed for a party. Which she is late for.”
She half-turned and gave Josh a dimpled smile. “Yeah, sorry. Maybe we can all get together some other time?”
Josh looked disappointed, but nodded. “That would be great. Pleasure meeting you.”
She gave Paul a smile. “I’ll text you if I’m going to be late.”
Cheryl made her way back to her room for her purse. She stopped in the bathroom to touch up her makeup and heard the men laugh. Not from down the hall, but through the heating vent. That was only a few feet of ducting.
“I’m really sorry Cheryl had to leave,” Josh said. “She seems really sweet.”
“We’ll, we’ll get together again.” From his tone, Paul was going to see that didn’t happen.
“You know, without her around we could always do something more interesting.”
“Like what?” Paul asked.
“She isn’t in the triple Delta Psi sorority is she? No? Good. I hear they have some great parties. Probably nothing their mother chapter would like, if you know what I mean.”
Cheryl leaned over and listened more closely. The triple Delta Psi’s were raging sluts. Everyone knew that. For them to pledge you, you had to spread your legs for some nameless frat rat while wearing a blindfold. Thank you, no.
“What kind of party?” Paul asked cautiously.
“The kind where two good looking guys could have a little fun. I hear they have a hole cut between the restrooms for a little gloryhole action.”
Cheryl had heard that, too. A little kinky, nameless sex to spice up the party. Paul would never be that crass.
Paul was quiet for quite a while. “It has been a while. Do you think we could get in? We’re not exactly college boys. At least I’m not.”
She was so shocked that she almost dropped her lipstick. No way! He’d just stick his cock through a wall for some woman he’d never met to blow him? Unbelievable.
“I know a guy,” Josh said. “Let’s eat first and then head out. You’ll be back home before Cheryl.”
“That seems a bit creepy, having casual sex with someone her age. And kind of exciting. It is a fantasy of mine.”
She smiled. Yeah, if he had any fantasy like that, she was the star. She grabbed her purse and headed out the door. If he were going to have sex with some young thing, it would be her.