Another tumblr prompt that I blew way out of proportion.
Nia and Alexa had been roommates for the past eight months, after they'd met at the gym they'd immediately struck up a friendship and started spending a lot of time together. With Nia opening her own plus size clothing store funds were extra tight and so Alexa had offered her a place to stay as way for her to save money while she got the business off the ground and for that she was eternally grateful. Alexa had been dating Baron for even longer than she'd known Nia, they'd already been together for over a year when they'd met at the gym, and six out of seven days a week he could be found at their house. Which was fine by her, he was a pretty great guy and they got along well enough plus he treated Alexa like a princess and that was about all she could ask for as far as best friend standards go and living with them was pretty much the best set up she'd had since leaving home so she couldn't complain. Some people might have felt like the third wheel but Alexa and Baron still went out without her and had their own little private moments, she knew how to take a hint after all, but whenever they were all together at home they always made Nia feel included, always extended the invitation for her to watch a movie with them or to join them in a hand of poker and it was the perfect balance.
They all had a pretty solid routine and so even though everyday was mostly the same, it was different in all the small ways that mattered: Alexa trying out new hair styles on her so that she can practice for work, when she makes a new sale at the store and another plus size woman walks out feeling confident in her curvy body, when they're all watching a movie together and Baron sits in the middle and wraps an arm around both of them, pulling them tight to his side. All these little things fill her days with such happiness that even though she gets up at five a.m. and works until six p.m. every single day the monotony of it doesn't even register, almost like it's not monotonous at all.
It's late one night and she's on her way back to bed from getting a glass of water when she notices that Alexa's bedroom door is open quite a bit wider than it had been when she'd passed by before, one of the dogs must have nosed it open going in or out of the room, and she figures out of respect she'll go ahead and close it before heading back to her own room. When she's standing in the doorway, hand poised halfway towards the doorknob, she freezes as she's finally able to register what's going on in the room the TV providing just enough light that she can see them; Baron's hard body spread out underneath her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he pistons up into her, her breasts swaying with every movement of her body as she rides him.
She knows that she should leave, that she should just go back to her room and pretend this never happened because no way should she be watching them but it's like she no longer has control of her body, like she's lost the ability to move at all and so she just stands there, glued to the spot. She can see the muscles of Baron's thighs moving beneath his skin as he fucks up into Alexa at a steady pace, a rapturous look on his face as he lets out an animalistic growl of pleasure. She just laughs and plants her hands on his tattooed chest for support as she spreads her legs wider and starts bouncing on his dick harder, the primal sounds of their lovemaking and the slap of flesh on flesh filling the room. They're a perfect match, he's all hard lines and rough edges and she's all slight smooth curves as they work perfectly in sync on their hunt for mutual pleasure and Nia doesn't know who she wants to be more: Baron or Alexa.
There's arousal pooling in her gut, heating her blood and flushing her skin, has been pretty much since she started watching them but it's all twisted up with this sick sense of dread because oh my god! You're in love with them and that's just so, so wrong. They're a wonderfully happy couple and she's your best friend who probably doesn't even like girls let alone her in particular so even as her clit throbs in her panties her heart is shriveling up in her chest. She has no idea how she'd gotten to this point, how she'd managed to cross the line of friendship and into romantic love with the two most important people in her life who were already a couple but she knew there was no coming out of this completely whole for her.
There's a high pitched cry from the bedroom that draws Nia's attention back to her friends and she can hear Alexa say, "Oh fuck Bear, I'm coming." And her body goes nearly rigid as she comes around his dick and he fucks her till she's a twitching mess on top of him. He quickly flips them, all controlled power and agility, so she's on her back and he's pounding her harder than before, almost harder than she thinks Alexa can take but she's still moaning and bucking up into him, her head thrashing back and forth on the bed as she tries to contain all the feelings coursing through her body and it almost feels like they're connected, like she can feel Baron thrusting into her, can feel Alexa clenched tight around her imaginary dick. She bites her lip to hold back a groan of her own and for a moment she thinks that she might come herself, completely untouched, but then Alexa turns her head and their eyes lock, fear and humiliation rising up so fast that she's nearly choking on it and her vision swims as little white dots dance in in front of her eyes.
She expects Alexa to react, to call a halt to their activities and slam the door in her face while yelling about what a pervert she is but she just smiles at her, her pearly white teeth bright in the muted light of the room but not as bright as the predatory look in her crystalline blue eyes as she encourages Baron to fuck her harder, to come all over her tits and the whole time she just keeps her eyes on Nia. He pulls out of her suddenly, jerking his cock a few times before coming over her chest in thick white stripes and collapsing on top of her, heedless of the mess he'd just made.
She's still just smiling at Nia, sly and satisfied as she runs her hands over his sweaty back and whispers in his ear. She doesn't know what she says, can't make out her hushed tones, but then Baron is turning his head and they're both looking at her and she bolts. She runs back to her room and slams the door, flicking the lock for good measure as she sinks to the floor with her back pressed to the cool wood of the only barrier between her and possibly the most embarrassing situation of her entire life.
A/N: There will be a second and final chapter to this posted in the next few days. Let me know what you think of this part until then?