“So what's going to happen now? You need to crash here for a bit?"

“No. I think we'll be okay. It's not like Cherys and I are breaking up per se. Officially, we were never together. We're just confirming that she and Danielle are together and I'm just the roommate."

“Does that mean you and Cherys are going to stop fucking?" Kevin asked in a serious voice.

A sly smile slid across my lips as I mumbled, "Well..." “Man-slut!" Kevin spat good-naturedly.

But just as soon as I started to feel happy, the other serious issue came crashing down around me.

As my shoulders sagged, Jen was instantly on alert.

“What?" I sighed and said, “Amber's back." ek

“Hi gorgeous... Hi Dani..." I said as I came through the door. It had been a week since I moved back into my own room. I won't say that it was the worst week of my life or anything, but being separated off from my roommates after months of wonderful togetherness wasn't exactly pleasant.

Plus, the lethargy that had been dogging me the last five workdays still weighed heavily on my shoulders. One of my projects had gotten off-track and everyone was working overtime to catch up. And even when I had a free moment, my thoughts inevitably drifted back to Amber and I would throw myself back into my work to distract myself.

Unfortunately, for all their psychological insight, Kevin and Jen didn't have any workable solutions for me and Amber. They cautioned me to be careful and make sure I had my emotions under control before I seriously considered how to approach any new relationship. And they offered a sounding board for me to vent my frustrations over the situation. But that kind of help only went so far.

As a result, I'd been wound up tighter than anything for the past week and my brain was seriously hurting.

As I came through the door and said hello to the girls, Cherys and Danielle said their greetings in return from their spot on the couch. The two beautiful young women cuddled together in front of the TV while my sister rubbed her girlfriend's belly. Danielle called out, “There's a plate for you in the fridge." She started to move off the couch.

"Don't get up. I can handle it," I told her.

Once nuked, I brought my plate to an armchair and watched TV with the girls. Every now and again, my gaze would flicker over to them, scantily clad in comfortable pajamas. The garments were designed to be comfortable, not titillating. And yet, there was no hiding the fact that neither wore a bra beneath the thin cotton, And with the recent warm weather, both outfits were suitably brief.

After screwing both girls almost at whim for the past few months, going an entire week without getting laid had felt like a prison sentence, But internally, I quashed my feelings. It wasn't my place to initiate. The girls had their trust issues to work out with each other. They had to firmly establish themselves as a solid couple without me once again before their relationship could handle outside influences.

Besides, as the resident fuck-buddy, I was at their beck and call, not the other way around.

At the end of the night, I said my goodnights and stepped into the shower. The hot water was a wonder at soothing my aching muscles, but even that only went so far. And so when I went to bed early, I found myself staring at the ceiling, lost in the abyss of my own melancholy.

I heard Cherys and Danielle puttering around outside, the toilet flushing and the shower running as they went about their nightly rituals together. They still had each other. But I was on the outside again.

I was all alone in the world now. ALL alone...

There came a knock at my door and a moment later it began to swing open. My eyes swiveled away from the ceiling to see Danielle poke her head in, her hair darkened by wetness and slicked back. She saw that I was awake and then came in, closing the door softly behind her. She was wearing nothing but a white fluffy towel.

“Hey squirt..."

“Dani?" I queried, reaching over and turning on my bedside lamp. She came next to the bed, standing loosely beside me and then reached to the tuck in her towel. With one flick of the wrist, the terrycloth came loose and then dropped to the floor,

In the pale yellow light, her skin glowed with heat fresh from the shower. And yet her nipples were rock hard and I could see the pink folds of her pussy already peeking out between her legs.

"Dani?" I asked a little more urgently.

She didn't answer except to bend and press her lips softly to mine. I lay my head back and just enjoyed the wonderful feelings of her mouth on mine, our tongues darting out and intertwining together.