First Night

My First Night in Stuart

Hunter Snider

It is my first night with my new roommates in a new town. Well that's not totally true - one of the guys I lived with before when I did my internship. It is a new city though and a new start. The guys decided to throw this big party for me. Seems it is a tradition. When someone new gets hired (we all work together) they use it as a reason to throw a party. It's a good party, not too many guys - my roommates John and Jim - plus a couple of their friends, and a lot of beautiful women. For some reason this little hottie has been looking at me and talking to me on and off all night. Robin is her name. One of the guys here is her ex from what I understand. She is only 19 and he's 26 or 27 and still has a lot of feelings toward her. I have been told in no uncertain terms that she is off limits, that this Joe, the ex, doesn't want anyone messing with her. Supposedly he is a little overprotective. I go to talk to him about it - to kinda get his ok to do a little more than talk to her. As soon as I get "Joe, hey, I've met this girl over there named Robin..." out of my mouth he gives me a death stare and my boys are giving the universal stop sign of doing a cutting motion across their necks. Ok, I get it. "I understand she's your ex. Nice girl. What happened?"
He gives me the long and short of it. Joe wants to be freed up to pursue this girl Kelly even though he has no shot with her (she's gay but hot gay). So he uses Robin as his back up. Alright then. I decide there are other fish in the sea and it would not be cool to start making enemies my first day in town. I walk around the party getting to know a lot of the people there. I find my new boss and start a conversation with her. I find out much to my dismay that a good majority of the women in the room are either gay (my new boss is - she, a little too freely admits) or bisexual exploring only the female side of the bi right now. That basically leaves Robin, her friend and John's soon to be wife. Slim pickin's.

Well the night is winding down and everyone has left except John's soon to be and he is kissing her goodbye right now. Robin and her friend left with Joe. Joe wanted to make sure he saw them leave. I guess he is not buying that any of the boys are going to leave her alone. I got a healthy buzz workin' and decide to look for a little food. Jim has retired and John gives me his good nights. I sit down on the couch to watch a bit of the boob tube. About 15 minutes into the program there is a knock on the door. It's a little late but I'm a little drunk so I answer it. It's Robin and her friend. I'm a little surprised but I'm even more surprised when her friend, Chris walks directly pass me and into John's room and shuts the door. Robin shuts the front door and giggles at the amazed look I have on my face. She informs me that John and Chris are a regular thing. I later find out through John that Chris "has sex with anything that has a job because she is looking for a daddy to her kid". I ask, kinda tell, Robin that John has a wife to be. Robin looks at me with a "so what" look and tells me I have a lot to learn about Stuart. I believe I do. Well soon the nocturnal mating sounds start emanating from John's room. Jim walks out of our room with a questioning look on his face. "Chris" Robin says to him. Jim nods and goes back to our room. Ok I guess it is a regular thing. Being that I have been going through a dry spell and the moans from the other room are giving me bad thoughts - I tell Robin that I'm going to take a shower and hit the bed. She tells me that she has to stay 'til they're done because she is Chris' ride. "Well the TV is all yours then".

With a couple of sighs I hope to get rid of some of the pinned up hornyness that I am feeling. "Shake it out," I tell myself. "This girl is off limits." Off to the shower I go. I know I shouldn't but I leave the bathroom door unlocked. In my delusions of grandeur I think that maybe Robin will join me of her own accord. I read too many Penthouse Forums. Anyway, I shake this notion off and jump in the shower. As I am washing my hair I hear a giggle. I pull my head away from the water flow to see Robin staring around the corner at me. It doesn't do my ego any good that she is giggling at me when I'm stark naked. In a moments' flash I realize she is giggling to be coy and not at my manliness or so I believe. Throwing caution to the wind and though the influence of Jack Daniels, I pull her into the shower fully clothed. Now she is giving me that "I can't believe you did that stare" which I quickly erase by kissing her. Kissing her hard. She stiffens only to relax a moment later. I pull a way and look at her. "Wow" she says (at least that is the way I remember it) and immediately kisses me hard. She is soaking wet so I decide to do the gentlemanly thing and remove those drenched clothes. Now she is naked and I stare a moment at her beauty. It makes me get a lump in my throat. She looks Native American to me even though I know she is Irish from our earlier conversations. I spin her around so her face is in the shower stream and hungrily kiss her neck and earlobes. With one hand she grabs my head. I get excited immediately at her touch. Well actually it was as soon as she was naked. Ok who am I kidding, it was as soon as I saw her looking at me in the shower - I told you I had been in a dry spell. I can tell she likes this. When she brings her head back to mine she whispers in my ear "I want more". My whole body shakes with electricty from her whisper. I kiss her some more. "Oh my god" I hear say. Her thighs quiver a little. I could not believe how good her mouth felt. She smiled a wicked smile at me. We both let sighs out. There was no slow in me on that night. She smiled and exhale what sounded like a "yeah". She smiles wickedly at me again. She brings her mouth close to my ear again. "Soon?", she asks in a whisper. "Yes", I respond. After we finish she asks "Did you like that?". "Of course, you know I'll be wanting more." "The first one is free, the rest you'll have to earn," she giggles. As I towel her off (man she has a great body) I ask with my own wicked smile "Robin, if there is a next time, I might need you to do a little more." "Darrell what kinda girl do you think I am?" she laughs.

That was my first night in a new city - Stuart.

Published by Hunter Snider

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