Summertime Blues (for Zoe)

She lifted her head quickly, making her a little dizzy if she was honest,
“You don’t remember!?” She frowned, how could be forget when it was always the first thing she thought of when she sat on it.
 
Tommy chuckled. “I mean… I remember quite well our agreement and fooling around,” he said. Idly, he adjusted his junk in his pajama pants. “I remember you cumming when I told you to.”

“But I don’t think we fucked,” he said. “Like, proper fucked.
 
She gave a slight cackle, “I don’t remember cumming.” She mused sitting up, crossing her legs in her lap on the sofa, “but I do remember feeling fucked.” She added, a shrug of her shoulder leaving it slightly exposed from the towel.

“I think we need a new sofa, this one,” she never finished, not able to express any of the many justifiable reasons for it to go.
 
Tommy chuckled as he grabbed the remote for the television, and turned it on, pulling up Netflix, and he started scrolling through the viewing options.

He found it interesting that she didn’t remember orgasming; that was a powerful, enduring memory for him. He shrugged it off.

We need a new sofa, huh?” he asked her, raising an eyebrow as he glanced over at her. “Are you planning on staying here longer than the summer?”
 
Again another giggle, “We as in roommates of the future, need a new sofa. I swear I can still feel things seeping into me now.” She stood, looking down at the stains now gone, which she saw every time she looked at it.

Ellie shuffled over towards him, climbing on top of him for a moment before squeezing her way in beside him,
“Maybe I should get this chair from now on?” She asked, her legs shuffling to find their comfort spot alongside his.
 
Tommy raised an eyebrow as she approached him, with just that towel barely wrapped around her, and climbed onto him for a moment before squeezing into the recliner beside him.

“Oh, is that how it is?” Tommy asked, reaching down with his right hand and grabbing the handle for the recliner’s feet, and yanking it back, so they popped up and rolled them both back a little bit. He picked back up the TV remote, and hit play on whatever show was lit up.

“I mean, it’s my place and my sofa,” he protested. “I’m pretty fond of it,” he said, and looked over at her, catching her eye for a moment. “Good memories.”
 
She hadn’t squealed as they popped back, instead lay an arm on his stomach, hand resting in the middle of his chest and pulled his arm behind her head so she could gaze up at him.

“Have you had many good memories on it then?” Her eyes narrowed as she pinched his skin with two fingers
 
Tommy nodded as they cuddled up in the recliner, and pushed the back of the chair down. He had to admit, he liked this. A lot. She felt good on him. Too good for a roommate, that was for sure.

“I mean, yeah, a lot of good memories,” he said. “Back in middle school, me and my friends used to all hang out on this couch playing video games. A lot of late nights,” he said. “There were a few movies nights where we had like twenty people all piled up on this thing. Oh, and I’m pretty sure I lost my virginity right fucking there,” he said with a chuckle.
 
“Mmm,” She had mumbled, not really bothered till the last bit, “That’s what I meant! Too much cum is living in it, I can feel it!” She exclaimed lifting her head for a moment before lowering it back again.

Her fingertips moved minimally up and down on his skin, she should get up and go to bed, but it was too warm, too comfortable now.

Her head began to drift away, hand slipping across his chest to tuck itself away by his side, squeezing herself tighter against him, legs somewhere between straddling and slipping off him altogether as she relaxed.

It was as if she was melting. Melting into the chair, him or even out of existence altogether.
Without meaning to she was quite asleep in minutes.
 
It was entirely too easy for Tommy to get very comfortable with Ellie. Her body just fit with his so well, and he quickly nodded off in the chair.

Some time later, Tommy woke up when Ellie had moved against him, nestling in close. Her towel had come loose, though it was still around her, and Tommy was intensely aware of the feeling of her bare warm breasts against his own skin. It probably would have been better to get them both up and off to their own, separate beds. He was far too happy like this, though!

He was able to just barely reach over and grab a blanket off the sofa. He pulled it towards them and eased it up and over the both of them. Ellie practically purred in her sleep, and he almost thought he felt her rub her crotch onto his thigh!

Tommy drifted off to sleep again, and it was morning before he woke up again.

Fuck, he thought. She was still sleeping, and it seemed that as the snuggled in their sleep, Ellie had wound up right on top of him, and the towel was gone! Tommy’s dick was painfully hard, and he could feel Ellie’s warm skin against him. Jesus, how did that happen? His bare cock had worked its way out of the flap at the crotch of his pajama pants.

She moved against him in her sleep. She was quite cozy on top of him! Tommy’s cock throbbed against her, and he stifled a groan. The right thing to do would be to wake her. He definitely shouldn’t put his hands back on her and grind his cock against her pussy. He could feel her warmth pressed against him at the base of his dick.

“Ellie,” he whispered in her ear. “Wake up Ellie,” he said, his hand sliding up her body.
 
Silently he had been staring down at her, hand running through her hair to hold the back of her head as she looked up at him, grinning, willing his mouth to meet hers at last. It was such a pleasant dream as he spoke, except dream Tommy’s mouth hadn’t moved, she frowned, how could that be, as he spoke again.

She shuffled slightly, doing a small full body stretch, it wasn’t real she realised, just lovely thoughts from the comfort of her bed. Her warm, cosy, firm smooth bed. Except her bed wasn’t this firm, it was like a body under her, how on earth could that be?

But there was a body! Something was touching her, eyes flew open as she realised she was straddling it, skin to skin. Even more shocking was a hard cock pressed against her stomach.

With a scream she lept up, taking the cover and falling back squarely on her arse. Now it was a slight relief that it was Tommy and not some insane stranger, but then again how much did she really know him.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing!?” She shouted as she stood up, frantically gathering the blanket around her, “You thought you would just strip and fuck me whilst I slept?” She yelled stepping back from him
 
She flew off him and started yelling! He was left sitting there in the chair, his cock quite hard and standing prominently in his lap, and his jaw fell in shock as she hollered.

He put his hands up, shaking his head. “Ellie, you climbed on top of me. Naked, I might add. I literally just woke up. I wasn’t gonna just dump you on the floor in your sleep,” he said, grabbing at his pajama pants and trying to get his dick back inside them.
 
“I did not!” She cried out desperately, she thought about what she recalled, no she had a towel around her when she, well she shouldn’t have cuddled into him but still, she had on clothes.

“I had a towel!” All at once her eyes fell to the towel on the floor, “and clearly you tore it off!” She was furious, how dare he try to take advantage of her. “You have your dick out as well! What else could it be!” Cautiously she moved towards him, aiming to just get past him safely,
“I knew you were an asshole!” She exclaimed shoving him as hard as she could before running to her room.

Ellie was horrified, she thought he was nice, that she could trust him. She should have known, after all he did take orgasms in lieu of deposit she should have known. Of course she would probably need to leave, or at least stay in her room far as she could away from him.

She wasted no time in getting ready for her shift, pulling on the recently stain free jeans with a slight cleavage enticing top, her shoes and left. It was still a few hours till she was to start but she could not stay there.
 
Tommy’s heart sank when she called him an “asshole,” and he was quite shocked at the way she had shoved him.

Fuck.

He heard her door slam upstairs, which only further drove it home that he would never have a chance with her. His mind reeled. Sleeping together like that had been her idea! Just like the blowjobs for a smaller deposit!

Angry now, he went and made coffee, warmed up a bagel, and then took his small breakfast outside. He was fuming! He ate his food and had a smoke, trying to calm down. Instead, he finished and went back inside. He had some things to say to her!

He opened the door just in time to see her walking out the front, dressed for work. He almost chased after her, but stopped himself. She’s not worth it. She’s crazy! It doesn’t matter that it was all her idea, I’m still the fucking asshole here for some reason!
 
Ellie was furious by the time she arrived at The Library, she sat outside the building for a solid hour before the manager arrived to start prepping for the day. She explained she needed to work, not caring whether she got paid or not but that she could not go home, though she did not explain why.
She cleaned the place, brought stock from the basement, served the early customers when the place opened 2 hours later.

It had been such a tough night, the crowd was particularly rowdy, fights had broken out and some had been barred from coming back.

Tommy did not appear which was a relief, she needed to stay away from him though she was sure her manager would ban him from the place if she asked.

Truly she was exhausted when they closed up, not to mention sticky, some stupid drunken kid had spilt a pitcher of beer on her, soaking the bottom of her top and jeans, she was beginning to think they were cursed.

Her car arrived within minutes and got her back to the house all too quickly. Thanking the driver she slowly approached the house, trying to spot him through the windows.
Please don’t be in. Please don’t be in. She thought turning the key in the door.
 
Tommy had fumed for most of the day, getting more and more upset as the day went on. He had to work that night at the Blue Note, and he was not happy about it.

It was a rough night. The band wasn’t very good, and he definitely wasn’t on his game in the sound booth. After the show, which thankfully wrapped up fairly early, he stopped at a tavern, Big Jim’s, on the way home.

It was quiet in Jim’s. The bartender was a girl he’d been partnered up with for a class a few years ago, Amber, and he knew her pretty well. “Hey dude,” she’d said, “what’s going on?”

Tommy sat down on a barstool and looked at her, shaking his head. “Lady problems?” Amber asked with a laugh as she set a beer in front of him.

“You have no idea,” he said.

Amber leaned forward, resting her elbows on the bartop and crossing her arms. “Enlighten me,” she said.

Tommy took a deep breath, and proceeded to lay it all out. How they met, the roommate situation, the “agreement,” the chicken coop, the hot tub, the recliner, everything, sparing no detail as he told his story over the course of a few beers.

“Okay, first off, she’s crazy,” Amber said. “Any girl who’d offer blowjobs for a discount like that has to be crazy,” she said. “But, Tommy O’Brien, I know you and I can see that you, too, are fucking crazy about her. And here’s the thing. She probably thinks you were going to rape her, and she’s freaking out about it, because you guys obviously had such a good rapport going on.”

Tommy looked at her as she spoke, and it suddenly all made sense. “Well, fuck,” he said. “Thanks, Amber.” He drained his beer, gave her a twenty, and hurried home.

“Ellie?” he called out, but she wasn’t there. He took a deep breath, trying to figure out what to say to her. He had another beer, and a smoke out back, waiting. He started to wonder if she would even come back here.

Finally, he heard the key in the door, and popped up off the sofa as it opened. “Ellie?” he said. “Can I just have, like, one minute?”
 
She had frozen in the doorway. Shit

“Leave me alone Tommy.” Her voice was cold and sharp.
She was so scared of him, some strange psycho who if she didn’t get away from really would do her harm. Just like she had first thought.

“I’m moving out, and if you touch me I am calling the cops.” Her eyes were dark, if her life depended on it, could she fight him off? She stepped inside, closing the door behind her, deciding when she would bolt for the stairs.
 
Tommy put his hands up, and made no move to approach her. “Ellie, I will not, and I have not, touched you without your enthusiastic consent,” he started. “Listen, I shouldn’t have let us fall asleep like that last night. It just felt really nice cuddling with you in the chair. I wasn’t trying to molest you, and I didn’t remove your towel.” He shook his head. “I didn’t take my dick out, either. I think that all just kind of happened in our sleep when we were trying to get comfortable in a small space.”
 
She let out a bitter laugh “Right, it just happened to slip out whilst I happened to go from your side to straddling you whilst my towel happened to fall off.” She retorted sarcastically. “I was dreaming officer I can’t be guilty.”

She looked away from him, tension across her face and body, “You got me high, let me lose my inhabitions, lie beside you for god knows what reason and then you tried to fuck me. What part of that isn’t the truth?”
 
Tommy shook his head as he looked at her. “You chose to smoke a little weed last night, we had a really nice time, and I didn’t even suggest that you join me in that damn recliner!” he replied, trying to stay calm in spite of her accusations. “I even put some fucking pants on!”

He took a deep breath. “Ellie, please. I have really enjoyed having you around, and not for the reasons you think. You’re fun. You’re smart. You’re a good roommate. I fucking like you, Ellie. I’ve never in my life tried to push myself on someone like what you’re describing, and I sure as shit ain’t starting with you.”
 
In the shock of that morning she had blocked out much of the night. It was a nice night talking nonsense and soaking in the tub, she had moved to the recliner, he was right.

She frowned, “I don’t think this is going to work out, and I blame myself, I’ve really given you the wrong idea and behaved badly but I think it’s for the best I leave.”

Ellie couldn’t be sure he wasn’t still dangerous, perhaps he still was, but for both of them it would be better if she left.
“Just please stay away from me, and I will do the same. I will get away as soon as I can.”
 
Tommy’s heart broke again, for the second time that day. He nodded. “All right,” was all he could say in that moment. He felt drained, exhausted all of a sudden. “I’ll, uhh, get your deposit, then,” he said. “And I guess most of your rent money too. I really didn’t…” he shook his head. “Nevermind. Good night,” he said, feeling defeated.
 
“Night.” She had muttered before leaving.

In her room she felt even worse than she did before. She wasn’t sure she could take the money back, if felt so dirty and yet she needed it too badly to refuse. It would feel like she was being paid by him, despite it being her money, for services unknown.

She had stripped down naked and gotten into her bed, except it wasn’t her bed at all. He had seemed nice, she had fun with him, she laughed with him and she had felt really good about herself when they were together. She thought he was kind, the kind of man you would want to spend a lifetime with, but she had been so wrong. Silent tears had come, fear for her self over the next few days and sadness she had so badly judged the situation. Maybe she had brought it on herself
 
Sadness filled Tommy’s heart as he watched her walk away from him, up the stairs, to disappear into her room. He sighed, grabbed another beer, and went back outside.

He shook his head as he lit a cigarette. He never should have agreed to her little arrangement. This all could have been avoided if he’d just let her get him the money when she could. He hated feeling like he’d just lost a friend.

He blinked away the tears as they rolled down his cheeks.
 
Ellie had barely slept, laying in bed as the sun began to creep in through the windows, she figured she was as well getting up.

The house was silent as she padded downstairs, of course she would be off today except now she would need to cancel all her plans to find somewhere else to stay.

She was so angry! Just as she was beginning to settle in, just as she was considering whether renting here would be better than dorms, just as they were getting to know each other, it was ruined.

Somehow she had picked up her laptop from her room, though she didn’t recall doing so, and on reaching the kitchen pulled it open to begin yet again a search for new accommodation.
 
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