Part II
Eliza and Victoria
Chelsea had two friends she associated with. Eliza Michelle and Victoria. She knew Eliza from childhood and developed a sister-like relationship with her. Eliza was average height, slim, and had stunningly beautiful eyes. Although her eyes were brown, they had an allure which captivated all spectators. Like Chelsea, she had a way about her which made others feel as if she was in charge at all times.
She would be able to walk into a place and have stranger falling at her feet. All she needed to do was snap her fingers and men would come running. Chelsea was never jealous of Eliza, because they were looking for different things out of life and never crossed paths. They did everything together, never fought one another, or had the slightest disagreement. She was her kindred sister. Victoria had come along just a few years back.
Chelsea had just accepted a job with her current firm and was looking for a place to stay. She found a flyer requesting a roommate while eating at a local restaurant. Chelsea normally would not think twice, but the neighborhood was great, and the rent was unbelievable.
Chelsea arrived at the apartment expecting to use her stun gun. She readied it in her purse prior to knocking on the door. Victoria came to the door dressed like a model. Her legs were the first thing that Chelsea noticed. She was remarkably beautiful. Her hair was long, dark, and curly. She had a slim silhouette that was fit for a magazine.
Victoria invited her in. as she walked into the entry way, she fell in love, forgetting that she could be in harm’s way. She dropped her purse and twirled in amazement. She admired the high ceilings with original wooden posts. The area was huge with an open concept and wooden floors. She went from room to room admiring the beauty in the place.
“I’ll take it” she said. She assumed that she was the first and last person to see the place. She offered Victoria six months of rent up front and told her that she wanted to move in right away. With that kind of bargain, Victoria had nothing else to say but to accept her as her new roommate.
After moving in, the cloud of illusion dissipated and Chelsea had to see if she was a good fit for Victoria. Victoria came from a wealthy family and did not have to work hard for anything. Chelsea on the other hand, had to work her way to where she was at that moment. She had to study hard and use what God gave her to become the best in her company.
As time passed, they began to form a bond of acceptance which grew into a stronger friendship. Chelsea was there through Victoria’s heartbreaks, and Victoria was there through Chelsea’s hard times at work and stress from lack of romance.
Between Eliza and Victoria, Chelsea was able to make decisions without getting herself into too much trouble. It was as if Eliza was the bad angel and Victoria was the good angel. If they had ever agreed, things would go seriously wrong. Chelsea liked her crew, but still preferred her time alone. Neither were ever invited to the pub. She would frequent there at least one time per week.
The pub was special because she was the only one who had the attention of everyone in the room. Many times when the three would travel together, men would be intimidated and would not know how to approach them. Chelsea would try to teach them the “fishhook” technique, but they figured that if a man wanted to approach he would without the welcoming committee.
Chelsea and Eliza had a mutual understanding that they would never cross paths with each other’s fish. Victoria did not understand the concept and thought that if the fish were thrown back they were ready to be caught again. Both Chelsea and Eliza tried to ignore Victoria and would not risk bringing any potentials around her.
Eliza told Victoria about her ex, Matt. They were together for two years and were serious until she found out that he was cheating on her. Although he was a dog in her eyes, she still did not think that it was OK to break the girl-code. It seemed as if Victoria listened to Eliza’s story to find more details about Matt. Before Eliza knew, Victoria was frequenting the spots where Matt frequented.
Matt saw Victoria and immediately approached her and introduced himself. Knowing who he was, Victoria decided that she wanted to test some of the stories she heard. She did not want to make it too easy for him, so she sat with him and allowed him to buy a few drinks.
She told him that she was ready to go, and then grabbed his hand. “Are you coming?”
Matt jumped up and grabbed his jacket. He was right behind her. Victoria brought him back to the apartment and asked him if he wanted a nightcap.
“I don’t drink coffee.”
“Oh, that’s not quite what I had in mind.” She winked at him and began unbuttoning her shirt. She pulled it off of her arms, let it fall to the floor, and then approached him. She straddled his lap then asked, “Can you unsnap my bra?” she lifted up her hair and leaned forward putting her breast in his face.
After he took of her bra, she grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts. Matt had not been in a situation where a woman was so forward with him. He was a little uncomfortable and nervous. She sensed his withdrawal and whispered in his ear. “Am I moving too fast? I like you and when I like someone, I want to show them.”
“Um…no, well a little. I like to know more about you.”
She lean back a little while remaining on him lap. She removed his hands from her breast and kissed him.
“Let’s see!,,,what do you want to know about me?”
“Where are you from? Let’s begin there.”
They talked for about an hour. Victoria would make advances and see if he was ready to take the next step. She could feel that he was interested, but he was not making moves to get out of his clothes. Victoria would kiss him softly on his neck and pivot her pelvic region back and forth on his lap. She figured that the movement will intensify his desire to be with her.
She took the initiative to unfasten his belt and pants. She reached inside of his boxers and grabbed his stiff penis. She pulled it out through the hole and began rubbing it with her fingers on one had while trying to maneuver her panties to the side with the other.
He did not resist her, but sat there not knowing what to do. She did not care any more about words. She needed action and knew that she just had to take it. She rubbed his head in a circular motion around her outer labia then moved it inside but not allowing it to enter until she knew that he wanted it.
She played with the tip allowing it to feel the juices of her inside as it moistened his throbbing head. She wanted it, but had to wait. She watched his face and listened to his breathing to observe that moment of ecstasy where he just had to explore her.
She fought the desire to just ease it all the way in. she let it enter slightly without surpassing the tip. She caressed the tip and moved it in an out while holding the shaft in her had. She leaned forward to kiss him on the neck and could feel his pulse exploding through his body. He tried to fit it, but his body could not deny the passion.
In that moment, he grabbed her butt and pressed her down his shaft. He began thrusting his stiff penis in and out of her. Their bodies moved in sync creating moans echoing the walls.
Chelsea awoke to the sound. She entered the great room to find the two on the couch. She could not believe her eyes to see her best friend’s ex exploring her roommate’s body. She observed it at a distance stuck in her position unable to move. She felt as though she was trapped. What should she do? This was a betrayal of their pact and now she was left to break the heart and trust of Eliza.
Chelsea had two friends she associated with. Eliza Michelle and Victoria. She knew Eliza from childhood and developed a sister-like relationship with her. Eliza was average height, slim, and had stunningly beautiful eyes. Although her eyes were brown, they had an allure which captivated all spectators. Like Chelsea, she had a way about her which made others feel as if she was in charge at all times.
She would be able to walk into a place and have stranger falling at her feet. All she needed to do was snap her fingers and men would come running. Chelsea was never jealous of Eliza, because they were looking for different things out of life and never crossed paths. They did everything together, never fought one another, or had the slightest disagreement. She was her kindred sister. Victoria had come along just a few years back.
Chelsea had just accepted a job with her current firm and was looking for a place to stay. She found a flyer requesting a roommate while eating at a local restaurant. Chelsea normally would not think twice, but the neighborhood was great, and the rent was unbelievable.
Chelsea arrived at the apartment expecting to use her stun gun. She readied it in her purse prior to knocking on the door. Victoria came to the door dressed like a model. Her legs were the first thing that Chelsea noticed. She was remarkably beautiful. Her hair was long, dark, and curly. She had a slim silhouette that was fit for a magazine.
Victoria invited her in. as she walked into the entry way, she fell in love, forgetting that she could be in harm’s way. She dropped her purse and twirled in amazement. She admired the high ceilings with original wooden posts. The area was huge with an open concept and wooden floors. She went from room to room admiring the beauty in the place.
“I’ll take it” she said. She assumed that she was the first and last person to see the place. She offered Victoria six months of rent up front and told her that she wanted to move in right away. With that kind of bargain, Victoria had nothing else to say but to accept her as her new roommate.
After moving in, the cloud of illusion dissipated and Chelsea had to see if she was a good fit for Victoria. Victoria came from a wealthy family and did not have to work hard for anything. Chelsea on the other hand, had to work her way to where she was at that moment. She had to study hard and use what God gave her to become the best in her company.
As time passed, they began to form a bond of acceptance which grew into a stronger friendship. Chelsea was there through Victoria’s heartbreaks, and Victoria was there through Chelsea’s hard times at work and stress from lack of romance.
Between Eliza and Victoria, Chelsea was able to make decisions without getting herself into too much trouble. It was as if Eliza was the bad angel and Victoria was the good angel. If they had ever agreed, things would go seriously wrong. Chelsea liked her crew, but still preferred her time alone. Neither were ever invited to the pub. She would frequent there at least one time per week.
The pub was special because she was the only one who had the attention of everyone in the room. Many times when the three would travel together, men would be intimidated and would not know how to approach them. Chelsea would try to teach them the “fishhook” technique, but they figured that if a man wanted to approach he would without the welcoming committee.
Chelsea and Eliza had a mutual understanding that they would never cross paths with each other’s fish. Victoria did not understand the concept and thought that if the fish were thrown back they were ready to be caught again. Both Chelsea and Eliza tried to ignore Victoria and would not risk bringing any potentials around her.
Eliza told Victoria about her ex, Matt. They were together for two years and were serious until she found out that he was cheating on her. Although he was a dog in her eyes, she still did not think that it was OK to break the girl-code. It seemed as if Victoria listened to Eliza’s story to find more details about Matt. Before Eliza knew, Victoria was frequenting the spots where Matt frequented.
Matt saw Victoria and immediately approached her and introduced himself. Knowing who he was, Victoria decided that she wanted to test some of the stories she heard. She did not want to make it too easy for him, so she sat with him and allowed him to buy a few drinks.
She told him that she was ready to go, and then grabbed his hand. “Are you coming?”
Matt jumped up and grabbed his jacket. He was right behind her. Victoria brought him back to the apartment and asked him if he wanted a nightcap.
“I don’t drink coffee.”
“Oh, that’s not quite what I had in mind.” She winked at him and began unbuttoning her shirt. She pulled it off of her arms, let it fall to the floor, and then approached him. She straddled his lap then asked, “Can you unsnap my bra?” she lifted up her hair and leaned forward putting her breast in his face.
After he took of her bra, she grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts. Matt had not been in a situation where a woman was so forward with him. He was a little uncomfortable and nervous. She sensed his withdrawal and whispered in his ear. “Am I moving too fast? I like you and when I like someone, I want to show them.”
“Um…no, well a little. I like to know more about you.”
She lean back a little while remaining on him lap. She removed his hands from her breast and kissed him.
“Let’s see!,,,what do you want to know about me?”
“Where are you from? Let’s begin there.”
They talked for about an hour. Victoria would make advances and see if he was ready to take the next step. She could feel that he was interested, but he was not making moves to get out of his clothes. Victoria would kiss him softly on his neck and pivot her pelvic region back and forth on his lap. She figured that the movement will intensify his desire to be with her.
She took the initiative to unfasten his belt and pants. She reached inside of his boxers and grabbed his stiff penis. She pulled it out through the hole and began rubbing it with her fingers on one had while trying to maneuver her panties to the side with the other.
He did not resist her, but sat there not knowing what to do. She did not care any more about words. She needed action and knew that she just had to take it. She rubbed his head in a circular motion around her outer labia then moved it inside but not allowing it to enter until she knew that he wanted it.
She played with the tip allowing it to feel the juices of her inside as it moistened his throbbing head. She wanted it, but had to wait. She watched his face and listened to his breathing to observe that moment of ecstasy where he just had to explore her.
She fought the desire to just ease it all the way in. she let it enter slightly without surpassing the tip. She caressed the tip and moved it in an out while holding the shaft in her had. She leaned forward to kiss him on the neck and could feel his pulse exploding through his body. He tried to fit it, but his body could not deny the passion.
In that moment, he grabbed her butt and pressed her down his shaft. He began thrusting his stiff penis in and out of her. Their bodies moved in sync creating moans echoing the walls.
Chelsea awoke to the sound. She entered the great room to find the two on the couch. She could not believe her eyes to see her best friend’s ex exploring her roommate’s body. She observed it at a distance stuck in her position unable to move. She felt as though she was trapped. What should she do? This was a betrayal of their pact and now she was left to break the heart and trust of Eliza.
Author notes |
I am working on part three. I wanted to introduce the characters and make their stories flow with future novels.
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