Breakfast with your one night stand and your roommate

Claire is sitting in the kitchen, and seems momentarily stunned by the busty blond entering the room only wearing underwear. Tiffany seems entirely unbothered by the situation, giggling slighty as Claire blushes.

You try to bring some order to the moment. "Hi, Claire. Good morning. This is Tiffany. Tiffany, that's my roommate Claire."

The american does not mince her words. "I hooked up with your roommate last night, Claire." Claire, still staring at Tiffany, replies bluntly "Oh i heard. You guys woke me up." There is a certain glimmer in her eyes. You have never really gotten close to Claire. But the idea that she heard you fuck last night, it makes you feel embarrased. But it's also arousing to some extend. Was she just annoyed at the noise? Or did she grow interested, aroused? Did she touch herself listening to your hookup?

Claire has made breakfast for three, so you and Tiffany sit down at the table. Tiffany's dress is neatly folded on one of the chairs, Claire must have picked it up earlier, though Tiffany makes no effort to redress herself.

"So, how long have you been in Vienna, Tiffany?" Claire asks, breaking the awkward silence.

"A few days. I'm staying in a hostel for now, and everything here is fairly new to me. I was relying on John as guide yesterday, but he's not, like, a local either, right?" You yourself have only been here a few weeks yourself, as Claire knows.

"Well then, i am basically a local when compared to you two. So let me give you a quick rundown. I know where to get decent poutine substitutes, which is a very specific and very sad skill set. I know a bar a few streets from here, that does trivia on Thursdays. And I know the 13A bus driver on the morning route hates everyone equally, so don't take it personally." Considering a moment, she adds "and today, a local Cafè is doing a Lesecafè event."

Tiffany stumples over the last word "What's a Lesecafe?"

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Every tuesday, this cafè in the Innenstadt is doing a "Lesetag", which means, they have an open bookshelf, and customers can take a book out to their table. But, that is not the point. Thr reading, i mean." Her francophone accent breaking out during the last sentence. "The point is to find people reading a book you like, and talking about it with them. They have been doing those events for decades." She smiles. "If been there a few times, you meet all sorts of interesting people." Connecting about books? Claire has peeked your interest.

"Well, honestly, i don't think that's the type of event for me." Tiffany explains. Claire, turning her gaze away from Tiffany's cleavage, turns to you instead.

"What about you, John? I am sure you're interested. However, there is one additional rule. Men are not allowed to aproach women. Men can aproach women, women men, and women other women. But not men women. Old and archaic, i know, mais c'est la vie, et c'est la Vienne." She smiles apologetically, before adding "You're cute, John. I am sure someone will aproach you."

You spent all of yesterday with Tiffany, and no matter what you want to develop with her, a little bit of distance wouldn't hurt. "Yeah, i'm game Claire."

After breakfast, Tiffany looks around, asking:"So, its just the two of you living here? There is alot of space."

"C'est vrai." Claire explains. "There are five rooms, and in theory, two people are allowed to stay in one if they're a couple, but for now, it's just me John. We can pick roommates if we want to, if we fill in the right paperwork, but a few weeks into the semester the Student office will fill up any empty room with people from the waiting list." Tiffany seems somewhat outraged. "Is that why the waiting list is so long? Why i have to wait for several months?" Claire seems apologetic "well, that's Vienna burocracy for you."

Tiffany stands up, walking over to her sundress "well, i do have a shortcut now, who knows, maybe i can just move in with you."

You are not sure where you and Claire stand here. An issue for another time, you suppose.

Tiffany redresses, and you three move up to leave the apartment, Tiffany to go back to her hostel, and you and Claire to the Lesecafè event. But before opening the door, Claire stops, gathering her courage. "Tiffany, i've got to ask, are those tits, you know, real? They seem very large, especially for your frame." Tiffany gives a confident smile. "Yes they are, Claire. Want to touch them?" Claire seems stunned, but she does reach out, giving one of Tiffany's tits a squeeze, before quickly pulling her hand back again. Neither of you three says anything, as you open the door, walk down the stairs, and reach the Vienna afternoon air.