Will was carrying a mesh duffel bag of clean laundry back to his apartment as Michael was leaving Felicia’s apartment.

“Hey, you’re Will, right?” Michael asked, catching Will off guard.

Will cleared his throat. “Um, yeah. I’m Will,” he said.

“I’m Michael, Felicia’s boyfriend. You know, it's funny. She talks about you all the time and we have never met.”

“Yeah, that’s funny,” Will chuckled softly.

“She told me how you kept her company during the blackout and storm last week,” Michael went on, then added, “I was stuck at the bar.”

“Yeah, so she told me.”

“Hey, I have to head out now, but it was nice to finally meet you. We should hang out sometime, come by the bar and let’s have a couple of drinks together, you know,” Michael said as he continued down the hall to the elevator.

“Yeah, we should do that,” Will said awkwardly before he went into his apartment. Will thought how weird it was to finally meet Michael face-to-face after fucking his girlfriend every which way. To make it even more awkward, from their brief meeting, Will kind of liked the guy and understood why Felicia was into him. Michael wasn’t at all how Will pictured him to be. Michael towered over him two or three inches, and had cocoa brown skinned with light hazel eyes -- or in other words, tall, dark and handsome. He wore dark denim jeans and a vintage plaid shirt, rolled at the sleeves. He looked like an intelligent guy and rather cool at the same time, totally Felicia’s type of guy. Will could see Felicia settling down and getting married to a guy like Michael, even buying a home and having babies with him.

As Will carried his laundry to his room and started putting it away, he thought why did he even care what kind of guy Felicia liked. He found himself thinking about Felicia a lot lately. After they hooked up during the storm last week, Felicia basically told him that it was just sex. She had no intentions of repeating this one time thing, let alone telling her boyfriend about it. Will did not object about keeping their little tryst on the down-low, but he strongly doubted it was a one time thing.

He had just completed that thought when there was a knock at his door. When he opened the door, he wasn’t completely surprised to see Felicia standing there before him, smiling and looking good enough to eat. That thought brought a wicked smile to his face.

“Hey, I thought I heard you in the hall.” Felicia smiled.

“Yeah, I just got done with some laundry. Ran into Michael as he was leaving,” Will said. “He’s a lot taller than I’ve imagined him to be. And he’s way more attractive than I thought.”

“Do you want his number? I can hook you two up,” Felicia teased.

“Actually, he did invite me to have drinks with him.” Will smiled.

“And you’re not going to accept, are you?”

Will shrugged. “Why not? I kind of dig him, he seems cool. Maybe it’s a start to another great bro-mance. We can hang out, have beers, and talk about sports, our favorite bands, and how we both love fucking you. Hey, maybe I can even give him some pointers, you know.”

Felicia playfully, but with a bit of force, jabbed him in the ribs. “Will! That’s not funny.”

Will grabbed his side as he exaggerated his injury. “Ouch, I thought it was funny,” he said, then added, “So, why did you come over here, anyway?”

A big smile appeared on Felicia’s face as she spoke coyly, “You know why.”

“Um, I don’t know if I do. I don’t have my music blaring, so it’s not that. Maybe, you’re baking a cake and need to borrow some sugar?”

“Why are you always making jokes?” Felicia asked.

“Then tell me why you are here,” Will said, crossing his arms across his chest. Although his hands were aching to touch her again, he exercised patience.

“Because I thought we could have some fun.” Felicia smiled stepping closer to him.

“Oh, I have some board games, or maybe we can play Uno, or something.”

Felicia sighed, “You want me to say it, don’t you?”

“Yes. Tell me what you want from me.”

“I want to fuck,” Felicia said bluntly.

Will grinned, finally pulling her into his arms. “Why didn’t you just say that from the start?” he said as he lowered his mouth to hers.

As they kissed, Felicia moved her hands up his shirt, rubbing her fingers along the crevices of his rock hard abs. She moved her hands up higher, her fingertips flirting with his small tight nipples before heading back lower to his abs. She followed the small trail of soft curls leading down into his waistband until her hands were in his boxers. Felicia rubbed her palm along the length of his shaft; he wasn’t hard yet but definitely getting harder by the second. When she wrapped her fingers around him and gave him a gentle tug, he moaned softly.

Will thought there was a playfulness to her that she hadn’t shown before. The way she darted her tongue in and out his mouth, teasingly sucking on his lips, and even small nibbles at his lips, was fueling his erection. Along with her small hand tugging at his cock. He loved the way she started at the base of his cock and slowly moved her hand up the shaft, gently pulling as she went, until she held the tip in her palm and gave it a squeeze. Each stroke made him stiffer and hornier.

Will pulled her shirt off, revealing a white lacy bra and her large breasts heaving out. Her dark chocolate tips strained against the lace to be freed. Will dipped his mouth to the smooth skin to cover her in kisses then began sucking each nipple through the lacy material.

“Oh my god, baby, I can’t get enough of you,” he mumbled with his mouth full of her tit.

Felicia giggled and gave him a tighter squeeze as she moved forward, pushing Will back onto his couch. He reclined back as she proceeded to undress him, starting with his jeans. When he was naked and laying beneath her, she straddled his waist and kissed his lips before lowering her lips to his neck. She moved even lower to his chest, cupping his solid pecs with her hands as her tongue flicked his pink rigid nipple.

Will moaned in pleasure and just watched as she moved down his washboard abs, her hands caressing and adoring, sometimes running her fingernails across his skin. She was making him so fucking hard, he thought, he couldn’t wait to get inside her and pummel that pussy again. He reached for her jeans, but she pushed his hands away and held him back on the couch as her mouth lowered to his thick hard cock. Will watched as she parted her full lips and her pink tongue, starting at his ball sac, licked its way up to his tip. She flickered her tongue across the broad tip before starting over again, slowly, licking up his shaft. After a couple of trips up and down, she took his head into her mouth. As she sucked, her hand cupped his balls, gently massaging them.

Felicia moaned softly as she took him in her mouth. She loved his cock, this cock that brought her to multiple mind-blowing orgasms their first time together. Everything was perfect about it, she thought, the length, the thickness, the heft, and steel-like hardness as it filled her over and over again. Mmm, and the taste. Felicia enjoyed moving her tongue over the sensitive tiny hole on the tip of his cock until a creamy ooze seeped out, his precum. She lapped it up with delight, wanting to show him that she could please him as much as he pleased her.

“Fuck! Felicia, I’ve got to have you, baby,” Will strained against her to sit up. He grabbed her hips and brought her down on his lap, his saliva moistened cock pressed between them. He kissed her hungrily as he stood up and carried her to his bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed and immediately pulled off her jeans and panties. He spread her legs wide and gave her pussy a hard quick lick.

“Mmm, Will,” Felicia moaned grabbing his short blond hair, trying to keep his tongue between her legs. However, he stood between her thighs, pulled her closer to the edge of the bed and plunged his hard cock deep in her, bottoming out. “Oh fuck!” Felicia squealed in surprise, then relaxed and enjoyed it as he ground against her clit.

Will held her legs at his waist as he started slowly pumping his cock in and out. He loved watching his rigid, pale pole glide into her slick, chocolate covered, pink pussy. He reached down and pressed his thumb against her swollen clit; he knew it was sensitive and doing so was a sure way to make her cum soon.

Felicia grabbed the bed sheets and cried out loud that she was cumming. She loved how Will stayed deep inside as she came. The feeling of his thick, meaty cock inside her as her pussy quivered and pulsated was electrifying. She couldn’t imagined cumming just once with him, she wanted more, and he knew that she wanted more.

Will pulled her legs closed and laid down beside her, spooning her from behind. He pushed her hair from her neck as he kissed her back and shoulder and she pushed back into him. His skillful hand moved down her curves to her hips, then between her legs. He started to tease her clit again, but Felicia immediately stilled his hand. She was way too sensitive, and would rather just enjoy him holding her while buried deep within. Felicia pressed her ass back against him, slowly grinding on him.

“I can stay like this with you forever,” he whispered tenderly in her ear.

Felicia moaned in agreement, turning her face back to capture his lips. They kissed slowly and leisurely, as if they had all the time in the world to be together. Will loved how well her small frame molded next to his, how her round bouncy ass pressed against him. He couldn’t stop sucking on her full, juicy lips as he playfully squeezed and teased her breasts.

“I want you so much, Felicia,” Will said with a seriousness uncharacteristic of him.

“I know,” she smiled mischievously as she wrapped her arm around his head, grabbed a fistful of his blond hair, and said, “Fuck me like you want me.”

Will grabbed her hands and flattened her face down on the bed, spread eagle. He held her tiny waist with her plump ass high in the air and fucked her hard like she liked it. He collapsed on her back when he came and stayed there, holding her in his arms until they both regained normal breathing. Even then, Will was reluctant to let Felicia out of his arms.

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Over the course of the next couple of weeks, Will and Felicia enjoyed the benefits of being close neighbors. They sought each other whenever they needed to quench their lusty urges, and for Felicia that was more often. She liked that Will was open for her exploring her own sexual needs in ways she haven’t had the chance to with Michael or previous lovers.

One evening, Felicia was just leaving one of her classes when she received a text message from Will. Cum see me after your class, it read. Felicia smiled, she would love nothing more than to go to Will’s place and fuck him all night, but she had already made plans to hang out with Michael at the bar while he worked.

She replied, Raincheck, going to hang out with Michael tonight. Will followed that up by sending her a frowny face emoji. After Felicia promised to do “dirty things” to him the next time she saw him, she received another emoji, a smiley face. She shook her head, smiling as she headed to see Michael.

When Felicia walked into the bar, she noticed that it was kind of a slow night. She recognized a few regulars sitting at the bar while Michael stood behind the bar, pouring a drink.

“Hey, Felicia, glad you made it,” Michael smiled warmly when he noticed that she had just walked in, “Look who else I talked into hanging out.” Michael pointed to the guy sitting before him at the bar.

Will spun around on the bar stool and grinned at her. “Hey, Felicia.”

“Um, Will, what are you doing here?” Felicia asked, confused and definitely shocked.

“Having a few drinks with my good friend, Michael.” Will playfully smiled.

“Yeah, he was just telling me that his booty call wasn’t coming over tonight, so he decided to hang out with us,” Michael said as he started to pour Felicia’s favorite beer.

“Really, huh? Your booty call?” Felicia said, trying to cover how offended she felt by that term.

“What would you call it? Someone who just wants sex, no strings attached, no dating, or outside the bedroom relationship?” Will asked.

“I call that the good life,” Michael joked and received a hard glare from Felicia, then added, “I mean, for a single guy like you. Baby, you know I love you.” Michael leaned over the bar to kiss Felicia’s cheek.

Will awkwardly cleared his throat. “Besides, I’m just her thing on the side.”

“And that’s not true of you, too?” Felicia asked. “I’ve seen you go into your apartment with a girl or two, within the same week.”

“Not since I’ve started hooking up with this girl,” Will admitted.

“Really?” Felicia asked curious.

“Sounds like you really like this girl.

Maybe she’s more than just a booty call,” Michael said.

“Yeah, I do.” Will smiled at Felicia as he moved his hand to her knee under the bar.

Felicia gently removed his hand and stood up. “Excuse me, I have to go to the restroom.” She needed to get away and process what was going on. She went into the restroom, closed the door to one of the stalls, and leaned against the door.

Felicia never thought she would be in a situation like this. Including Michael, she had only had three boyfriends in her life since high school, two whom she slept with. She always considered herself a good girl, and girls that cheated were greedy and slutty. Now, here she was sleeping with two guys because she didn’t want to leave Michael after being with him for over two years. They even talked about moving in together before all this started. At the same time, whenever she thought of Will she was immediately consumed with a thirsty lust.

She looked at herself in the mirror; she felt like she didn’t recognize the face staring back at her. “Who are you?” she whispered to herself. “I love Michael. This thing with Will is just... it's just a phase, it’s nothing.”

When Felicia finally stepped out of the restroom, someone tugged at her arm. She turned and Will was standing there, smiling at her.

“Will, what are you doing?” she asked, surprised.

“Come here.” He pulled her into his arms; her resistance was weak. Will pressed his lips to hers and she didn’t hesitate to return the kiss, opening her mouth as his tongue slipped in and tasted her.

“Mm, Will, we can’t do this,” she finally said, pulling from his embrace. His kiss was tender and deliciously sweet. Felicia didn’t know how she managed to pull herself together.

“Didn’t you say that you wanted to do ‘dirty things’ to me the next time you saw me,” he grinned, moving his hands to her ass.

“Will! Stop!” Felicia grabbed his hands and stepped away from him. In a hushed voice, she whispered, “Michael’s right there at the bar! He might see us. I can’t hurt him like this.”

“And what about me, Felicia?” Will asked.

“What about you? You just show up at my boyfriend’s place of work and think you can just throw it in his face like that? Will, yes, its fun, but this isn’t serious or real here. You’re just ‘my thing on the side’,” she said quoting his words. “I’m not your girl. I’m Michael’s!”

“So, that’s it, huh? Okay, sure, whatever.” He ran his fingers through his hair frustrated, as he turned and headed back to the bar. Felicia waited a second then followed him back to the bar. Will was already at his seat and on his phone.

“You okay, baby?” Michael asked curious about her disturbed look.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she said, taking a long swig of her drink.

“Sorry guys, I have to go,” Will announced suddenly. “Seems like there’s a demand for my attention elsewhere.”

“Booty call came through, huh?” Michael grinned.

Will finished up his drink and set some bills on the bar, “Yeah, just this chick I keep on the side.”

“Don’t let us stop you, player. And don’t be a stranger, stop by anytime and hang out with us,” Michael said.

“Yeah, I will. Oh, and take care of this girl of yours, or someone else will,” Will said cryptically before leaving the bar.

Michael looked at Felicia confused. “I like that guy, but what was that about?”

Felicia hunched her shoulders, taking another swig of beer. “I don’t know.”

“You know him better than I do,” Michael said.

“Not really,” Felicia said, thankful that a customer at the other end of the bar called for his attention. “Hey, don’t you have work to do,” she said, changing the subject. She tried not to think of the hurt on Will’s face after her rejection. At the same time, she thought it didn’t take long for Will to regroup and move on.

Just outside the bar, Will scrolled through his recent texts on his phone, most from Felicia. The hot blonde that he hooked up with before Felicia had been texting him all week and he had been blowing her off. Now he responded to her texts, typing in: Sorry I didn’t return texts, I was out of town. Back in town tonite, let’s hook up .

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Felicia laid back in bed, moaning softly as Michael knelt between her legs licking her clit over and over again. She tried to relax and get into it, but it wasn’t working. His technique was just not making it happen.

“Mm, Michael, baby,” she grabbed him, mostly to stop the lackluster assault on her clit. She rolled over and pulled herself onto her knees and forearms. She smiled over her shoulder at Michael, wiggling her plump ass to him, “Fuck me.”

Michael looked at her excited; she had never told him to fuck her before. It was always the demure ‘make love to me’, and especially not doggy style. Michael grinned, he kind of liked that Felicia was acting a little slutty. As he eagerly entered her from behind, Felicia let out a loud moan.

For all his lack of skill and control, Michael made up for it with a more than average sized cock. Felicia thought it was high time she taught him how to use it properly. She met each of his long strokes, pushing him deeper inside. “Mmm, harder baby,” Felicia moaned as she started rubbing her clit.

“Ah, yeah,” Michael groaned trying to keep up with her.

“Fuck me harder, baby,” Felicia moaned louder.

Michael grunted over her, giving her what she wanted, but he couldn’t hold back his own release. “I’m going to cum, baby,” he said as he pulled out just in time to spurt his hot creamy stream of cum across the bed sheets. “Oh my god, baby. That was so good,” he collapsed in bed next to her.

Felicia tried to hide her frustration of her unrequited orgasm. As Michael laid back in bed, catching his breath, she took hold of his large slumping cock. She lowered her mouth to him and licked, tasting his cum and her own juices.

“Ah, Felicia baby. I don’t think I can,” Michael protested.

“I got this, baby.” Felicia smiled giving him the best blow job he ever had, and he definitely got hard again.

“You’ve been learning new tricks." Michael was amazed by his own erection.

Felicia just smiled as she straddled Michael and rode him. As they fucked, Felicia couldn’t help but wonder if Will was in his apartment right now listening in. If so, she was all for giving him a show as she moaned louder. It had only been a week since she put a stop to their hooking up. Felicia didn’t realized it would be so hard to give up something she didn’t even know she needed until recently. That something was to be fucked to complete and utter exhaustion. Just thinking about Will and his stamina made her climax sooner. Yes, she was fucking Michael, but Will was making her cum.

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When Felicia walked into the laundry room and saw Will putting his clothes into the dryer, she turned to go back out, but it was too late, Will had already seen her.

“So, now you’re avoiding me, too?” Will asked.

Felicia turned back, walked over to the washer, and began to sort her laundry. “I’m not avoiding you. I’ve been busy, and so have you. We’re moving on, right?”

“Yeah, of course,” Will said.

As Felicia loaded her laundry into the washer, they both were silent. Will couldn’t resist looking at her as she leaned over the washer. She was fond of wearing the shortest shorts on wash day, so he had a view of her perfectly round ass and chocolate thighs, those thighs that he once had trembling in ecstasy.

Felicia tried to stay focused on sorting her laundry, but she knew that Will was staring at her, mostly her ass. She couldn’t help looking over her shoulder and catching his eyes on her with that smile on his face.

“What?” Felicia asked knowing full well what he was thinking.

“Nothing, just admiring the view. I can still do that, can’t I?” Will teased.

Felicia smiled. “Not for long.”

“What do you mean by that?” Will asked curious.

“I’m moving. Michael and I finally decided that we want to live together. I’m moving into his place,” Felicia admitted.

Will suppressed the sudden surge of his true emotions. “Um, well, that’s good news for you, right?”

“Yeah, yeah it is,” Felicia said, then added, “Actually, it’s all thanks to you.”

“Me? You told Michael about us?”

“Oh god, no. I don’t think I can ever do that,” Felicia said. “What I mean is, you taught me it’s okay to ask for what I want and that I can be a little naughty in the bedroom. Michael and I have been having good --really good-- sex, and it’s all because of you.”

“Well, if that was the lesson learned, it was all my pleasure. You were a really good student.” Will smiled.

“Will, I really do like you, as a friend, and Michael does too, so I don’t want to leave here with you hating me for choosing to be Michael,” Felicia admitted.

“Felicia. I could never hate you. You know that, right?” Will said.

“Yeah, I know. I just wanted you to know that I don’t regret what we did, you know, during the storm and afterwards.”

“Yeah, me, either.” Will smiled at her.

Felicia quickly turned back to her task. She thought the sooner she started the washer, the sooner she could leave. Also, she thought that if he didn’t stop looking at her like that, she would have to put her shorts in to be washed, too. From the corner of her view, she saw him walking towards the door and was glad that he decided to leave. Felicia was surprised when instead of leaving, Will closed the laundry room door.

“What are you doing, Will?” she asked as he approached her.

“I think you’ll figure it out soon enough,” he said, grabbing her by the waist.

“Will,” Felicia protested mildly before he pressed his lips to hers. Her response was always automatic to him, opening her mouth to him as his tongue slipped in to play with hers. He kissed her with so much hunger for her, making up for the two months that they had been away from each other.

“God, I miss the taste of you,” he exhaled deeply against her lips. “Felicia, please say you missed me, too.”

With her heart racing, Felicia just managed a nod before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in for another kiss. She felt betrayed by herself for giving in so easy to him, yet at the same time she knew she had to have him again.

Will responded by pressing her against the washer. “I want to fuck you so fucking bad right now.”

“Yes, Will,” Felicia said, her hands already undoing his pants.

“Just this one last time, for the road, as they say,” he said, sliding his hand inside her shorts.

“Yes!” Felicia moaned as his fingers delved deep into her pink crevice. “Oh fuck yes!” she cried out, entwining her fingers into his blond hair. Felicia buckled at the knees, barely able to support herself as Will took her to the highest peak of pleasure.

“God, I love it when you cum.” Will smiled. “Even before I met you, I’ve wanted to make you cum for me. And listening to you fuck Michael, how I taught you to fuck, just makes me want you more, you know.”

Felicia turned her back to him, leaning over the washer as she pressed her ass into him. His erection was thick and ready underneath his sweatpants; it felt so good nestled between her ass cheeks. She moaned as she restlessly wiggling her ass against him. “Fuck me, Will. Make me cum.”

Will had no self control concerning Felicia’s demands, especially when she said those three words. He instantly dropped his pants and guided his cock into her hungry cunt. He immediately started pounding hard and deep inside her. If this was his ideal world, Will would be making loving to Felicia leisurely on his bed, savoring every taste and touch of her beautiful chocolate skin and tempting body. As it was, Will happily settled for fucking her hardcore in the basement laundry room. Along with the tumbling of the dryer and whirling of the washing machine, the hard slap of his flesh smacking against hers, the moist squish of his shaft pumping into her wet core, and their unrestrained moans filled the room.

Their climax was near simultaneous, as Felicia came, she cried out in pleasure and flattened herself to the top of the cool metal of the washing machine. Will’s release was right there, as he let loose a load of white hot cum deep inside her.

“Ah, Felicia,” he moaned, lingering in the feeling of being within her again. He placed soft kisses on her back and neck. “Even when you fuck Michael now, it’s not like this, is it? It will never be like this.”

“Will,” she moaned back, loving the feeling of him oozing out between their bodies. “No one compares to you,” she admitted breathless.

“In that case, I’m only going to ask once. Be mine, Felicia,” Will whispered against her ear.

“Ask me again when your dick isn’t buried deep in me,” Felicia answered with a playful smile.

"Ah, see that's the problem. I never want to leave you." He smiled, then joked, "And the view from back here is spectacular!" he said with a light spank to her ass.

The vibration from the spank was enough to make Felicia orgasm, again. "Mm, Will. Yes, I'm yours," she blurted out in submission. She quickly realized what she said, but it was too late. Will turned her around and held her in his arms, kissing her with a possession he hadn't before. Felicia reciprocated, claiming him for herself. "Yes. I'm yours." she repeated between kisses.