Lie and let him down gently

{if confessed=true} I couldn't let Jamie know I had anything to do with Brandon again.{endif}

"Um," I said trying to think. "I already promised Jessica I'd do a thing with her tonight. Another time?" I gave him my best 'I'll make up up to you I promise' smile.

"Oh, okay I guess I'll have to find something else to do tonight then." He smiled at me. "Have fun with Jessica!"

"I will!" I responded.

As evening came I found myself yet again standing in front of the frat house again. This time alone and dressed up as a slut as best I could. I headed inside and was greeted by loud music and drunk partygoers. I couldn't see Brandon immediately, so I headed to the kitchen to get some liquid courage. Coming back out with a cup of beer I ran into Tyler, Jamie's roommate.

"Fancy seeing you here," he said smiling. Then his expression became quizzical. "Jamie told me you were busy tonight, so I tried to talk him into joining me, but he refused. And yet I find you here all alone, looking like this..." He looked me over, his eyes resting for a long time on my cleavage.

I froze, and was still trying to come up with a response when Brandon appeared next to me.

"What's going on?" he asked casually, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"This is Tyler," I said. "He's roommate with my boyfriend Jamie."

"Ah, I see." Brandon suddenly grinned. "Emily is here because she lost our little debate last time."

"I didn't lose!" I replied instantly, letting him goad me.

"What where you debating?" Tyler asked, looking intrigued.

"The merits of feminism," I answered.

"My point being that almost every feminist I have met is a huge repressed slut," Brandon said with a leer.

"And that's why she's here without Jamie knowing about it?" Tyler said looking at me judgmentally.

"Please don't tell him about this," I pleaded with him.

"We better make sure he stays silent then," Brandon said suddenly. He waved for the two of us to follow him. I went with a pit in my stomach, Tyler next to me looking confused. Brandon led us upstairs and into his bedroom.

"You can use my room," he told us. "You can lock it so no-one should bother you."

"What are you talking about?" Tyler asked.

"Emily here has a secret she wants you to keep to yourself, and she is currently training her blowjob skills. You do the math."

Tyler was staring at me with a wide-eyed look, but with a grin slowly forming. My cheeks were burning, but I didn't see any other choice so I just gestured for him to sit down on the bed.

"I'll give you two some privacy," Brandon said and left the room.

Tyler sat down, and for a moment we just stood there and looked at each other awkwardly. Sighing, I decided there was no reason to put it off and knelt in front of him. I slowly undid his pants, my arms shaking slightly. I pulled down his boxers, revealing his already hard cock. It was slightly bigger than Jamie's, but couldn't really compare with Brandon's. At least that would make this a little easier.

Leaning forward I started stroking his cock as I licked the head, letting my tongue circle around it. Tyler immediately gave me an appreciative groan. Taking him into my mouth, I started sucking gently as I bobbed up and down. His cock was already throbbing.

"Fuck," Tyler said. "I always suspected you were a slut. You were always too prim and proper."

Ignoring his remarks I took his cock deeper and started moving with more vigor. I was soon rewarded with moans as Tyler leaned back on the bed. It wasn't like he was wrong. I was a slut, or I wouldn't be here on my knees sucking the cock of my boyfriend's roommate so he would keep silent about me having an affair. It really did sound bad when I worded it out like that.

I was getting into a good rhythm, and to my shame I was starting to enjoy it. {if blowjob=true}He didn't compare to sucking off Brandon, but I imagined few guys did.{elseif bet=true}He didn't compare to sucking off Brandon, but I imagined few guys did.{else}It was making me look forward to blowing Brandon for the first time.{endif} Tyler seemed to enjoy it regardless. His groans was filling the room, and he was thrusting his hips against my face. Finally he couldn't hold out any more and started shooting his load into my mouth. My first instinct was to spit it out, but I managed to override it and started swallowing. With one final hip thrust he was done and lay there panting.

Taking out his wet flaccid dick, I licked my lips and cleaned up with a wipe from the nightstand.

"So we agree to keep this between us?" I said looking down at him.

"Yeah, sure. Jamie won't hear a thing from me about his girlfriend being a whore."

Shaking my head I exited the room and went looking for Brandon.