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  Four’s A Crowd

  Lexi Archer

  Four’s A Crowd

  Lexi Archer

  Copyright 2017 Lexi Archer

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  Individuals pictured on the cover are models and used for illustrative purposes only.

  First digital edition electronically published by Lexi Archer, November 2017

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  Contents

  1. Drunk Confession

  2. Drunk Homecoming

  3. Temptation

  4. Voice Chat

  5. Aftermath

  6. Party

  7. Sneaking Around

  8. Four’s A Crowd

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  1

  Drunk Confession

  “Come on man! Just one more drink!”

  I couldn’t resist an invitation like that. We were sitting around a picnic table out behind the house and it was one of those almost perfect nights.

  Crickets chirped in the background. They weren’t bothered by the sounds of partying that drifted through the neighborhood. Any animals who lived around here had to be used to the sounds of partying if they were going to live their lives.

  The weather was just warm enough that you could wear a T-shirt and shorts without being the kind of oppressive heat that would hit this place over the summer.

  I’d spent one summer on campus doing a summer semester and it had been a special brand of hell. Everything was shut down with construction everywhere and about the only thing that made it worthwhile was watching all the incoming freshman tours walking around campus wide-eyed thinking about all the fun they were going to have over the next four years.

  Well the next four years had come and gone pretty damn fast for me. I was feeling contemplative tonight as I took another beer from Eric and raised it in salute to my friends.

  “So how are things going with you and that sophomore?” Eric asked, turning to Rick.

  “Are you kidding? Things came and went with her like a week ago,” Rick replied. “Keep up with the news man.”

  “Seriously? That girl was hot. I wouldn’t mind having a piece of that if you know what I mean,” John said.

  “Yeah, we all know you wouldn’t mind having a piece of her John,” Rick said. “You let us all know about how much you wanted a piece of her right in front of her at the last house party we threw.”

  “Oh, right,” John said.

  Rick looked like he was seriously considering something. Then he looked like he was about to do something he was going to seriously regret. Finally he grabbed John’s phone off the table and started tapping into it.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” John asked.

  “Trust me. You’re going to thank me for this later,” Rick said.

  I arched an eyebrow and wondered what the fuck he was up to. Rick was the sort of guy who could have just about any girl he wanted, but he was never cocky about it. It was just something that happened.

  And he was always nice enough to share the wealth with the other guys. He’d moved on from plenty of girls over the years, but it seemed like those girls were always looking for a shoulder to cry on and I knew John and Eric had a couple of friends with benefits and at least one serious relationship that came from picking up the pieces after hurricane Rick blew through some poor girl’s life.

  And the real bitch of it was those girls were happy to stay friends with him after the fact. You’d expect a girl to be royally pissed off if they were the ones being loved and left with a love’em and leave’em kind of guy, but they all kept coming to our parties and laughing it off like it was something they expected of him.

  I shook my head. It was crazy. And so far from the kind of life I wanted to lead. Even if it was interesting seeing what new piece of arm candy he was going to bring to one of our parties.

  And that brought me back to thinking about yet another thing I was going to miss when this was all over. We were the four musketeers, which was more accurate to that story if you ever bothered to read it thank you very much.

  “Here you go man. Have fun,” Rick said, handing John back his phone.

  John grabbed it and had to fumble for a moment as he nearly dropped the thing on the hard concrete below. That would’ve sucked. I knew for a fact that he wasn’t even close to being at the end of the contract and he couldn’t really afford a new phone right now.

  Walking around with a busted phone sucked, but he managed to save it at the last moment and put it back on the table.

  “What is this?” he asked, squinting down at his phone.

  “Diana’s number,” Rick said. “She mentioned she thought you were cute, so I figured why the hell not?”

  “Seriously man?” John asked, looking like he couldn’t quite believe his luck.

  Not that I blamed him for not quite believing his luck. The girl had been a looker. A real stunner, even if I would never voice those thoughts to anyone out here.

  No, those weren’t the kind of thoughts you voiced when you were in a relationship with the most beautiful and intelligent girl you’d ever met. And by you I mean me, because I was the lucky bastard who got to go home to Chelsey every night which I figured was way better than what Rick got to go home to.

  Even if there was more variety in what he went home to.

  “I can’t believe you’re just giving up another girl like that,” Eric said.

  “Hey. We can’t all be the monogamous types like Craig over there,” Rick said, looking at me and giving me a wink.

  “Well yeah, but that’s like saying we can’t all be lottery winners or something,” Eric said. “I mean come on. You’d be the monogamous type too if you got a girl like Chelsey. We’d all be the monogamous type if we got a girl like her.”

  “I don’t know about being the monogamous type even for her, but I’d definitely fuck her,” Rick said. “I’d give her the time of her life then send her back to her fiance to tell him all about it.”

  He looked at me and winked to let me know it was a joke, but there was something about what he said, or maybe about the casual way he said it, that had his words going straight down to my cock which was standing up to attention all of a sudden.

  To say Rick had a way with the ladies would be one hell of an understatement. You might even say he had something of a reputation.

  The kind of reputation you’d think would ruin his chances at a small school like this where his reputation preceded him no matter where he went. Only somehow he still managed to get plenty of girls. Somehow he managed to have a pretty thing in his apartment every other day.

  Sure some of them came from the state school just up the street. There was a lot of mixing at the bars in the city. But still. He managed to pull plenty of girls from our school as well. And it was enough to make me wonder.

  If he was that good at pulling girls, even the kind of girls you wouldn't think would ever be interested in him, then could he do something like that with my fiancée? Could he actually get a girl who had a ring on her finger, sure it wasn't a wedding ring yet but it was a ring, into bed?

  And more importantly why the hell was I even thinking about Rick getting with Chelsey in the first place? Why was the thought of him seducing my future wife and getting her into his bed, a bed that had been shared by so many women, suddenly such a turn on?

  I just didn't know. I shouldn't be thinking about my fiancée like that. I should be glad she was happ
y to be with me. I should be happy she was a good girl. That she'd decided she was going to marry me, and that was that.

  Still, there was something about the grin on Rick’s face that said he not only thought he could get Chelsey into bed, but he thought it would be easy.

  If I was a betting man…

  But no. Of course I wasn't a betting man. Not with something like that. Not with Chelsey.

  I pushed those thoughts away. They certainly weren't welcome. And besides, there were more important things to think about for the moment.

  Like Eric appearing with another round he must've bought. Maybe he wanted to keep the party going.

  I looked across the table to where Rick sat with that smile that had never left his face. That self-satisfied smirk that said he could have her if he wanted her, and he knew it. I knew it.

  I shivered. I knew I should've been passed off, but I was more intrigued than anything. What the hell was wrong with me?

  "Ready for the next round?" Eric asked.

  The guys cheered. Hell, a couple of guys at tables all around us also cheered, even though they didn't have any reason to be cheering. Just drunk people having a good time.

  I wanted to have a good time, but at the same time I couldn't get that thought out of my mind.

  Damn it.

  2

  Drunk Homecoming

  Needless to say I was feeling pretty good later that night when I finally made it up to our apartment. Though it wasn't really an apartment so much as it was the entire second floor of an old house that had probably belonged to a family once upon a time, but it had been converted to a duplex a long time ago.

  I was feeling pretty damn good. And I was glad the bars were within walking distance of our house. That was something that was definitely going to be a selling point when we got a place of our own. Having something that was within walking distance of a good night life was a non-negotiable.

  Sure I'd seen enough people who graduated and had their reality not come close to their expectations to know I wasn't necessarily going to be able to choose, but a guy could hope. And tonight was a night for hopes. For strange thoughts.

  I'll be the first one to admit the alcohol molecules running my brain at the moment had more than a little to do with some of those thoughts. As crazy as they were.

  I heard the familiar sound of games coming from the dining room. We didn't have much use for a dining room, so it had been converted into a computer room for the two of us long ago.

  My computer was in one corner with hers in the other, which made it really difficult to do important things like looking at porn on my computer when she was still up. Not that it really mattered all that much. If I was in the mood for that sort of thing she was the kind of girl who’d agree to watch it with me, and then things would get really frisky from there.

  I was a hell of a lucky man.

  "How was the night out with the boys?"

  "It was a great," I replied.

  She turned and cocked an eyebrow at me. And I realized that maybe I’d had a little too much. It's not like I was in the habit of talking about nights out with the guys as great or wonderful. Usually I just grunted and told her everything was fine.

  But tonight had been great. I think it was because all of us had a sense that this might be one of the last times we were all going to be gathered together like that. There was something about knowing that a couple of us were close to graduating and moving out into the "real world" that added a sense of urgency to the festivities.

  Or maybe there was something else about tonight that did something for me. Maybe if I was being perfectly honest with myself I'd been preoccupied thinking about that challenging look that Rick gave me earlier in the evening.

  As I looked at my beautiful fiancée I had to admit it would be one hell of a challenge for Rick, but it was the sort of challenge that would be well worth it if he ended up pulling it off.

  Not that I ever thought he would have a chance in a million years to pull something like that off. She just wasn't that kind of girl.

  Now why the hell did that thought disappoint me?

  I walked up behind Chelsey and put my hand on her shoulder. Started to massage her. Really get in deep on her shoulders where she carried a lot of tension.

  Hardly surprising. She spent most of her days sitting in front of a computer. The only time she had to really get out and stretch was when she was at the gym. That was one thing I loved about my girl.

  She might be a nerd at heart, but she was also religious about spending time in the gym. That was part of the reason why she still had the same banging body today that she had when we first got together a couple of years ago. Which wasn't necessarily the case for other girls from her program.

  There wasn’t anything wrong with somebody letting themselves go. I could understand it. College was tough and it involved one hell of a schedule. But still, it was nice to be with Chelsey who kept herself as rock hard and toned as ever.

  Her being at a computer all day long and then coming home from the gym to spend more time at a computer playing games meant I had plenty of tension to rub out of her shoulders every evening. A ritual that almost always led to us having a little bit of fun releasing tension in other ways if you catch my drift.

  I think she knew where this was going. Her hand moved up to mine. She gave it a squeeze as she turned to smile at me.

  But not for long. Her other hand, the one still on the keyboard, danced across the keys as she worked on catching the attention of whatever digitized monster she was fighting.

  I’d heard about plenty of girls who got frustrated because their guy was always spending so much time playing games that he never bothered to pay attention to his girl.

  I didn’t have that problem with Chelsey. She didn't get on my case when I played games because she played constantly too. Neither one of us really got on the others’ case about doing our own thing.

  "So what happened at the bar tonight to have you feeling so frisky?" she asked. "Were there some pretty young girls who just turned twenty-one out there dancing the night away? Or was it an all ages joint?"

  That brought me up short. We had been at an all ages place. Where "all ages" was defined as anyone eighteen or older could get into the place. You just had to wear an armband if you were over twenty-one so the bartender knew whether or not they could serve you.

  The truth was that there’d been plenty pretty young things out there on the dance floor shaking their asses and generally doing the kinds of things that would make lecherous old upperclassmen dicks like mine get hard.

  But of course as soon as she said that I could only think of one thing. All I could think of was that look in Rick's eyes. It was a challenge as he looked at me. As he seemed to say he thought he could get with my girl, no problem. That he could tempt her to cheat on me.

  "You know it's okay if you admit that to me," she said. "I'm not going to be upset with you or anything."

  I grinned. Then I shrugged. I wanted to look as sheepish as possible.

  Because in that moment, for some reason, the idea that I was getting turned on by some freshman girls shaking their asses in their short shorts or yoga pants was a lot better than letting on that I was turned on by the idea of my fiancée getting with another guy. That I was excited at the prospect of letting another guy get a chance at her and seeing what happened.

  "You got me," I said.

  I figured that was an invitation if there ever was one. Usually when she asked me questions about getting all hot and bothered that meant she was a little hot and bothered herself and ready to have some fun.

  So I decided to test the limits of how into her game she was. I moved my hand down her front.

  I always told her that all the massage books I've read mentioned how important it was to massage the front as well as the back. I'm sure she was of the opinion that I was using that as an excuse to feel her up, and I totally was if I'm being honest, but I also didn't care because it wor
ked.

  I don't care how cheesy a move is. If it works then it's a good move.

  I slipped a hand inside her tank top and was pleasantly surprised to discover she wore her usual late night gaming uniform which included absolutely no bra at all.

  Jackpot.

  My hand closed around her breast and she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan. A moan that was music to my ears. I always loved it when she got so turned on that she couldn't help herself. That she started gasping and really letting loose.

  "Come on," she said. "I let you have your guys night without any interruptions…"

  The meaning there was clear. She let me have a guys’ night uninterrupted while she wanted to play video games, and now she wanted me to let her have her gaming time. Which meant leaving her unmolested as she played her games, but looking down her tank top and seeing her hot body laid out before me, and more importantly thinking about Rick looking down at that hot body and doing his thing with her, had me so turned on that there wasn't a chance in hell I was going to leave her alone.

  No, I was turned on, I was ready to go, and there was no way I wasn't enjoying the fuck out of this moment with my beautiful fiancée.

  "Sorry baby," I muttered, playing the game I knew so well at this point. "You know how hot I get when I've been out…"

  "Looking at all those hot young girls?" she asked.

  "You know they're only a couple years younger than you," I said. "Once we get out into the real world that's going to be nothing. You're going to be working with really old people. People who are twenty or thirty years older than you."

  "Yeah, but I know you were staring at those girls," she said.

  I looked down at her and found myself wondering if she’d gone completely fucking mental. Here I was staring down at the hottest girl I’d ever had the pleasure of knowing, certainly the hottest girl I’d ever had the pleasure of fucking, and she really thought I was going to get all turned on by a bunch of hot young freshmen?

 

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