Homecoming

[a_libertine]

He eyed her suspiciously and asked, "Why? There is a happy meal right here on my lap."

He kissed her gently while squeezing her ads, "Give 30 minutes, and I should be good to go."

He heard rustling on the other side of the fence and he whispered in Chelsea's ear, "Think they have popcorn?"

 

[sandi_grl]

She gave him a mischievous look before turning her head and cupping her hand to her mouth. "If you guys enjoyed the show, think you could share some food?" she called out. She was answered with someone choking and coughing, and someone else shuffling inside and slamming the sliding door shut.

Chelsea shrugged and grinned at Marc. "I guess they don't want to share."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc laughed as he heard the mad dash. "Hell if it were another couple..." He left unfinished they could have joined him and Chelsea in the hot tub. By and large he was unwilling to share her in anyway, but showing her off? Yeah, that he would do.

He looked around and said, "We should probably clean up before Rachel cuts you off from her house."

 

[sandi_grl]

She eyed Marc curiously as he let his sentence trail off, but kept her mouth shut. She could assume what he was implying.

Chelsea gave him a smile and laughed. "She'd never cut me off. I've saved her ass too many times." Slowly she stood and climbed out of the hot tub and wrapped a towel around her body before holding one out for him. "I should probably head home too, I forgot my lab partner is coming over tomorrow morning to work on a project," she added

 

[a_libertine]

Marc kept his face as impassive as possible at the news that she wasn't staying the night. "Okay, I will clean up out here."

He put the lid back on the hot tub and secured it in place. Next he took the towel and dried up some of the water on the sides of the hot tub then the time around it. He hung the towel on the back of a chair and stopped before heading in. Looking at the fence, "I know I would not have minded if you watched from this side of the fence as long as that was all you did."

He headed in dressed and saw that he had several text messages. They were from Rosie, and she gathered about missing him and included a photo of his much she missed him. He scaled at he naked form on his phone.

He turned the phone to Chelsea and asked, "Did you give Rosie my number?"

 

[sandi_grl]

"No." Chelsea shook her head slowly as her brows came together and she frowned at the picture. "I'm not exactly friends with her. I'll randomly see her around town." How could she have gotten Marc's number if he'd only been home and had a cell phone for a week?

"Chaz still talks to her sometimes..." She gave an annoyed sigh, pulling her top over her head as she finished getting dressed.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc shrugged it off, deleted the messages, and dressed. He watched Chelsea with a grin on his face. He hadn't realized how beautiful she was to watch move around. She had an easy grace and possessed a fluid motion that was normally seen in dancers or gymnasts.

After she dropped him off, Marc showered and went to bed.

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea opened the front door and greeted Kaden, her lab partner.

"Sorry I'm late," he apologized, even though he was only 5 or so minutes late, if that.

"You're fine." The redhead led him to the living room where she already had her textbook, binder, and notebook spread across the coffee table. She sat with him and they worked on their research paper.

It started innocently enough, when Kaden would brush against her arm reaching to turn a page in the textbook, or leaning against her to read what she had written. Eventually it felt like he was all but sitting on her lap. "Can you scoot over a little please?" she asked politely. Was he aware of what he was doing?

"Yeah, sure." He gave a half-assed attempt at moving, putting maybe another inch between them where they sat on the couch.

 

[a_libertine]

The next morning Marc woke then went for a run. He ran with an easy practised stride, churning the miles as he sorted out his feelings for Chelsea, and the future they may or may not have.

What doubt he had, was not centered on him. He knew he was a different, better, man with her in his life than he was without her. Whatever it took, he would do it.

He came back to the hotel from his run, sweat pouring down his face and back. He walked back to the room he was renting and heard someone knocking on a door as he approached. He heard a voice joyfully exclaim, "There you are!"

Standing at the door to his room was a familiar redhead who time had been very good to. Rosie was dressed in a manner that suited her well. It was innocent in appearance but the way it clung to her was anything but innocent.

In high school she was considered pretty enough. Cream colored skin high lighted by bright red, like Lucille Ball, and green eyes that always seemed to smoke with desire and promises of earthly delights that belonged in heaven or he'll.

He hips had flared attractively and her ads looked soft and welcoming. Her tits had gotten bigger too, and they were a damn delight when he had been with her in the past. Now they simply looked decadent.

The photo she had sent the night before came to mind and it did her no justice at all. Standing their in her floral print, maroon dress, she was hot enough that last week he knew he would be hard as iron at that moment.

"Rosie, what are you doing here?"

She beamed at him, her eyes drinking him in and said, "I heard you were back in town, I wanted to see if we could hang out."

 

[sandi_grl]

She couldn't believe it when Chaz had texted her, telling her that Marc was back in town. Rosie was beginning to think that he was never coming back home, and she'd never have another chance with him, with the one that got away. Or, at least to have a little fun again while he was home. Yet, here she was, standing in a hotel hallway with him, and he was looking quite delicious.

She stepped forward and gave him a hug, despite the perspiration that darkened his shirt. "Did you get my texts yesterday?" she asked, flashing him a bright smile and batting her lashes some as she feigned innocence. "You never responded."

 

[a_libertine]

It had been a semester of hellish torment and delight for Kaden. Other than the fact that they were lab partners, he was sure he never have screwed up enough courage to talk to Chelsea. The greatest and proudest day was after more than half a semester of flirting, she invited him over to her.

Yeah sure she said for lab study, but really? It wasn't that hard of a lab. The flirtation had been light but unrelenting all semester. She had not seemed disinterested at all and so when invited to come over for the lab, he thought they were going from yellow light to green.

It was hard to keep his eyes to himself Chelsea had been dressing just a little nicer lately, her make always perfect now. Karen had to believe it was because of him.

So he scooted over just a lite when she objected, half heartedly in his opinion. "Yeah sure," preceded a minimal move.

He reached over the short distance between them and asked, "After this would you like to go to dinner?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc's arms involuntarily wrapped around Rosie's waist as he hugged him. He was acutely aware of her tits pressed against his chest. Recovering as quickly as an early 20's male could he put a hand on each of her hips and shook his head.

"No, we can't Rosie," he began to explain, "Chelsea and I are seeing each other, and sorry but..."

Hi sentence was cut off as Rosie planted a kiss on his lips and Marc stepped back. His cop voice came out in full force as he declared, "No. Stop, and leave."

 

[sandi_grl]

Rosie's smile faltered momentarily, startled by the command in her voice. "Oh Marky, don't you remember all the fun we had?" she asked with a very implying tone, stepping closer once more to slide her hands over his muscular chest. "You're going to pass that up for Chaz's kid sister? Isn't she still in high school?"
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Chelsea leaned back, trying to keep out of Kaden's reach. "Uh, well I should probably see if my boyfriend has plans first," she stammered out. She eyed him suspiciously as she squished herself against the arm of the couch. So he had been trying to move on her as they studied. How could she be so stupid? "You do know there's no feelings here, right?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc's breathing caught in his throat again as Rosie touched, caressed, his chest. He could feel himself beginning to react to her. Rosie had been a great fuck, that was true. She was emotive loud and willing to try damn near anything. In fact on his way home he had thought about looking her up after a day or two.

Until Chelsea opened his eyes.

Slowly, as if the internal struggle was a cataclysmic war, Marc shook his head. "No," he said again, with significantly less force. "No. Chelsea..."

He stepped back again, and shook his head vigorously, "No Rosie, stop this, I can't. Shouldn't. "

******

Karen looked at her a moment in shock. No feelings? Was had fucking kidding? There damn well were too feelings.

He seemed his resolve, he was not going to pass on the opportunity to be with the love of his life. He turned to her and said, "I know for a fact there are feelings."

He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers while a hand reached up to hold her face in position.

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea's eyes widened and she sat frozen for several seconds when Kaden moved in on her, pressing his lips to hers. Finally she fought him, grabbing at his wrists to get his hands off her face, and she tore her mouth away from his. "Kaden no!' Loosening his hold on her she frantically stumbled to her feet to put distance between them. "Get the fuck out of my house."

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His resolve was breaking, she could see it, hear it in his voice." Can't? Or won't?" Rosie closed the distance between them again, once more sliding her hands up his chest, this time over his shoulders to clasp behind his neck. She leaned up and kissed his cheek, then jaw, neck. "C'mon Marky, you can't leave a girl high and dry."

 

[a_libertine]

Karen smiled at Chelsea, he had felt the hesitation and enjoyed every moment his lips were against hers. "Yeah, okay, I will leave."

He walked out sitting on cloud nine gazing over a brand new world where he and Chelsea were together.

He got back to his dorm room and check his available balance and smiled as he ordered a delivery for Chelsea.

******

Marc was at a loss. He found himself backed against a wall literally, with Rosie pawing him. Her soft lips trailing down his face to his neck. A soft moan escaped him as she pressed her pillowy tits against his hard chest.

Having a mind of its own, his cock hardened and pressed against her lower stomach. He could feel the difference between Rosie and Chelsea even there.

"Nooo," he crooned out weakly against her attack. He raised his hands to push her away, but somehow when he brushed against her tits he almost paused a moment.

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea rushed to lock the door behind Kaden once he was gone, before heading to her room. She opened the laptop on her desk and while she waited for it to boot up she pulled her phone out and texted Marc.

Csn you come over. Please.

She set the phone down and navigated to her school email on the computer. She sent a request to her Anatomy instructor to change lab partners, explaining that she and Kaden had irreconcilable differences and she didn't feel comfortable being his partner.

The redhead glanced at her phone, anxious. She realized it would be faster for her to go to the motel, but wasn't sure if Kaden was still hanging around outside.
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Rosie grinned, feeling his cock harden between their bodies, against the lower part stomach. He touched her breasts and felt the hesitation. "Are we just going to stay out here in the hallway?" she asked. She bit his earlobe before continuing, voice husky with lust, "Or should we go somewhere more private? Like the hotel room?"

 

[a_libertine]

By God it was a voice made for sin. The promise of delight barely imagined over the years dripped from her lips like a nectar untested by man before. For a brief moment the thought crossed his mind, he could fuck her. Take hard and violently in his room, he'll in the hall. Chelsea would never know.

Then that moment of clarity returned and he pushed. Each hand on a massive toy he shoved and Rosie stumbled back, her tits swaying like the tide. She kept her feet and he bolted to his room without another word. Closing the door behind him he leaned against it cursing himself a fool.

Whether it was cool for leaving Rosie in the hall or a fool for letting her get that close he wasn't entirely sure.

He heard his phone vibrate on the night stand and picked it up. Reading her text he replied, "OMW, 9 minutes."

He cracked the door open and dis not see Rosie. Breathing a sigh of relief he headed out the back stairs and ran to Chelsea. Arriving he knocked on the door

 

[sandi_grl]

Rosie stumbled backwards. He'd pushed her away, and then disappeared into his room. She stared at the door, eyebrows raised in surprise, for several moments before smirking to herself. She'd let him go this time, maybe he was having some performance anxiety.
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She breathed a sigh of relief when he finally responded. To distract herself, and to remove any traces of Kaden from her skin, her lips, she went into the bathroom and washed her face and brushed her teeth.

Right on the dot, there was a knock at the door. Chelsea checked who was at the door through the peep hole before opening it. "Did you run here?" she questioned as she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. She didn't care that he was dripping sweat, she held him. "Thank you," she breathed.

 

[a_libertine]

Thoughts of Rosie evaporated as Chelsea held her blend of firm softness against him. His hands cupped her tight ads and her pulled her hard against him. He buried his face in her neck and kissed it softly, "What's wrong baby?" He asked

 

[sandi_grl]

"Kaden, my lab partner, he tried making some moves on me..." she started slowly. "He kissed me." Chelsea pulled back some to look Marc in the eye. "I told him no, and to leave, which he did." She sighed, looking down. "I thought he was harmless."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc listened to Chelsea explain what happened and muttered, "What the hell is up with people?"

He lifted her into his arms and carried her over to the couch and sat down with her in his lap. "Rosie was waiting for me when I got back from my run."

He thought a moment about how to proceed and decided truth first. "She tried really hard to... seduce me." He cleared his throat, "I am ashamed to say that it had a noticeable effect on me."

 

[sandi_grl]

The teen frowned at the mention of Rosie. She was going to kill her brother when he got home. What the hell did he think he was doing?

As Marc told her that Rosie had an effect on him, she felt that all too familiar feel of being self conscious, just like when she was younger. She'd seen Rosie around town from time to time. She had a figure a lot of girls would die for, and she knew how to work it to get what she wanted.

"You... Didn't do anything, right?" She had to ask. She hoped he didn't, but it was Rosie... How was she supposed to compete against that?

 

[a_libertine]

Marc shook his head and declared, "No, but I wanted to. I am sorry baby, but, every I almost gave in, you crossed my mind."

He kissed her gently, "Chas is an ass."

 

[sandi_grl]

She wouldn't admit it to him, but it did sting a little when he said he wanted to, that he almost gave in. His kiss pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind, and she relaxed against him. "I'm going to castrate him..." she mumbled.