I just about choked. "What???"

Amber poked her head out, the dark mascara around her eyes set against her blonde hair making her Look even more sharply intimidating than usual.

“David, It DOES NOT bother me if you fuck other girls."

“Huh?" I was not expecting this at all.

“I have to admit, I've never been completely exclusive in any of my relationships." She tossed off the comment as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.

“Wait... wait. Aren't couples supposed to be... couples?"

Amber finished up and walked out to me. Her model's body was shown to perfection in the killer outfit, with forever legs in a micro-mini and her 32D tits (I'd just recently found out) being shown off in impressive cleavage. "E-Beth warned me that you had this prudish streak in you."

She leaned over and kissed me hard enough to make me wonder how much of her red Lipstick was now on me. Then she fixed me with a serious gaze.

“David, we just started dating. I like you, you Like me, everything's cool. But we're young and I don’t want us to make the same mistakes you made with E-Beth. It's too early to talk commitment and marriage and kids. We've been together what, five days? The fact is, I want to screw around with other people. How could I prevent you from doing the same?"

“I guess I'm just not used to the whole dating idea."

“Let me tell you a secret." Amber held my hands and looked right into my eyes.

“I'm not Monica. I'm not Ellie. And I'm not E-Beth. I'm me.

I'm a kinky ‘studette', don't you remember? And you need to learn how to loosen up if you're going to keep up with me.”

Amber's grin was infectious and her sultry warning to keep up with her had my heart pumping. My head was already spinning and the rush that went through me was intoxicating. She was a hellion, alright. And I was going to have to do my best just to hold on.

“What happened to the nervous girl who was afraid I would find out she was boinking E-Beth?"

“I really liked you and didn't know how you would handle that part of me. So I toned it down so I wouldn't scare you off. But now? Now I'm just me. Deal with it!"

Amber turned and started walking out the door. Damn her ass looked so good in that skirt. I quickly got up to follow and Amber hooked her arm into mine as we went downstairs. At the bottom, E-Beth hooked onto

Amber's other arm, and the three of us headed for my car.

After arriving at Carmita's mansion, we got a few beers and then mingled around the living room. It was my first time at one of these parties without my roommates, and I wasn't sure how to proceed without their direction.

Fortunately, E-Beth was the old pro and she quickly got us into a conversation with some of her past playmates. The parties were supposed to be about voyeurism and not hooking up with strangers, but some experimental swapping was inevitable. I noticed an All-American blonde checking Amber out while her corn-fed football jock of a boyfriend seemed to be checking me out. I desperately tried to come up with a

“hell no" expression to ward away his wandering eyes. Was I the only totally straight person here?

Ten minutes later, a familiar face came up and clapped his hand onto my shoulder.

“Hey! How you guys doing?"

Still in I‘m-okay-with-you-being-gay-just-don't-touch-me mode, I jerked in surprise into a defensive posture.

“Whoa, whoa," Randall held up his hands. "Didn't mean to frighten you."