Ellen conceeds to Amy, avoiding a blow up.

You begin to suspect that Amy is disappointed that Ellen isn’t sharing you, but then again, you might be flattering yourself. Ellen lifts her head off of your shoulder, and looks at her roommate with an expression of slight dismay. “No you don’t have to tell him anything, alright?” Ellen says as the tone of her voice changes from one of hostility to contrition.

“I thought so” Amy said smugly, her freckled cheeks dimpling as she smiled in triumph. The redhead’s gaze turned back to you, and she idly played with a strand of her long wavy hair and her green eyes studied you and Ellen. “You don’t even really like boys” Ellen sighed softly as she took your hand, and placed it on top of her thigh, next to the edge of her pleated skirt, and left her hand resting there, over the top of yours.

Amy’s eyes narrowed, and locked on Ellen’s. “I do on occasion make exceptions, Elle” the redhead whispered. Amy swung her legs over the edge of her bed and sat up directly across from you and Ellen. She smiled, and her body seemed to take on a different aspect. Pausing, she looked down at her feet, examining her manicured nails. Then she scooted forward on her bed, and leaned towards Ellen.

“Look Elle, I don’t want to fight, least of all over a male friend of yours. I’m sorry” Amy said, and moved off her bed to embrace Ellen, and give her a quick kiss on the cheek. Just before she broke the embrace, she whispers something softly in Ellen’s ear, which you can’t make out, except for “you know” and the end of the sentence. Ellen returns Amy’s hug, and answers “I know” as the two coed release each other.

“You know what Sherah and I are doing tonight, if you and Scott want to join us, I know she wouldn’t mind having you along at all.” Amy suggested as she flopped back onto her bed. As you glance at her, you thought you could see Amy’s nipples through the thin material of her blouse. An image of you, Ellen and Amy sucking and fucking each other flashed through your head, and then was quickly gone as Ellen rubbed her nose against your neck and then teasingly flick the tip of her tongue over your earlobe.

“Maybe. But I was thinking we might find something else to do. We have some unfinished business.” Ellen said as she kissed the base of your neck.