Mary

You had given this some thought over the past few hours. You’ve already been making fast progress with Samantha, this could be the opportunity you need to start breaking down Marys defences. well either that or it’ll traumatize her.

You speak “Yeah, well Mary, it’s simple really. Two people are gonna need to share a room, and since the master bedroom is the largest it makes the most sense” Mary appears slightly relieved, and a small, genuine smile crosses her face as she looks at Samantha “Oh, it’ll be like Church Camp agai-“ you sharply cut her off “so Mary, you and i are going to share the room” at your words she suddenly freezes, and what little colour she had in her face drains from her already extremely pale skin. You could almost swear even her many freckles lose some shape.

Samantha on the other hand says nothing for a moment as your words sink in, before she looks up, turning her head towards you. Her thick eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and multiple emotions seem to pass across her face, confusion, realization, relief, and is that a tinge of disappointment?

“Oh... i see, Arthur that’s-“ you cut in. “I just thought Samantha, since we’re already such good friends” you gesture between the two of you “that sharing a room could be a sort of bonding experience for Mary and I” Samantha once again takes a few moments to think before her face slowly lights up “Aww, Arthur that’s so thoughtful! Isn’t that nice?” She turns to look at her still frozen friend “Mary?” At Samanthas words she looks to have shaken out of her trance, her bottom lip begins to tremble and her eyes moisten “wait B-b-but-“ “don’t worry! There’s nothing wrong with you and Arthur sharing a room” Samantha begins a lengthy explanation of the questionable reasoning you had given her earlier “-well, it’s not a sin because-“, “after all, the beg is so big you wouldn’t even touch!” and “-Arthur is such a nice person-“ by the end Mary looks no less shaken up and the water pooling in her eyes is threatening to spill over her face.

Okay, this is feeling just a bit wrong now. You can’t help the guilt, and arousal, that’s rearing up inside you as you watch sweet and innocent Samantha persistently try to persuade her equally untainted friend of your “good intentions”

Samantha seems to have this you decide.

“alright girls, I’m heading to bed. meet me up there Mary?” Before even a hint of acknowledgement you Quickly leave the room and make your way upstairs to the master bedroom.

***

Some time later. Once you’ve brushed your teeth and changed into a pair of faded red plaid pyjama pants you sit on the edge of your massive bed, staring at your phone.

You’ve been waiting for nearly forty minutes now and in the meantime, alternating between staring at the time, you’ve checked your social medias more than you can count and watched multiple Tube’ videos.

This is all beginning to feel like you’ve genuinely gone too far.

“okay, if she doesn’t show up in ten minutes I’m going down to apologize” you mutter to yourself. You consider for a moment the implications that manipulating your new roommates came so easily to you, yet you had to hype yourself up to give an apology. You quickly cast such thoughts aside however, and wonder if you’d have the time to beat out a load.

As your fingers begin to run along the crotch of your pants you’re interrupted by a gentle knocking at the door and quickly pretend to have been looking at your phone again.

As the door opens you see Samantha entering in from the hall, her hair is down and she’s wearing a pyjama set, pinstriped and in a shade of blue that matches her eyes. The pyjamas would overall be in a very conservative cut if it weren’t for Samanthas particular proportions, with the pants having an almost bellbottom effect, being loose towards the ankles and sharply transitioning to form fitting at the knee and finally being valiantly held together by the thread at her ginormous backside. You’d have to ask her where the hell she buys such strong clothing.

“Hey Arthur sorry for the wait, Marys just a littl- EEP!” As she catches sight of you her cheeks suddenly go red as a tomato and her hands fly to cover her eyes. “I’m so sorry Arthur I didn’t know you were changing!” What? You quickly look down in confusion at your pants. yep, still there.

It takes you a few moments of looking yourself up and down before you understand, And let out a laugh. “Ah, uh, sorry. I was just about to put on a shirt” of course you’d never worn a shirt to bed in your life, you continue “don’t worry about it, just us friends and all” at that she slowly lowers her hands, face still beat red. “Yeah uh, okay” she tries to smile at you, but you can’t help but notice how her eyes linger on your modest abs and pectorals.

She turns about and peeks her head out into the hall and gently speaks, “okay Mary, come on in!” You can’t quite make out a muffled, murmured response. Samantha *sighs* loudly and frustratedly says “Mary, for the last time its OKAY. It’s just Arthur” you hide a dark grin as you hear how completely you have Samantha on your side already.

You watch as Mary slowly shuffles in the room, her pretty green eyes puffy and red from recent crying cast down, looking at the floor, her crucifix necklace loosely hanging off her long neck. With her hands, she’s stretching and pulling down the bottom of an elephant print oversized baggy t-shirt over her bare thighs. Briefly you see the shirt slip from her grasp, revealing all she wears underneath is the same pink striped panties she unknowingly flashed to you earlier, before she quickly pulls it back down again. Against the white background of her shirt you occasionally see the two small bumps of her nipples poking against the fabric. On her legs are two pink knee high socks.

As Mary walks past, Samantha gently hugs her around the waist and stands on her tippy toes to whisper her yet more words of reassurance, and brushes a few loose strands of auburn hair out of her eyes.

With that, Samantha turns, enters the hallway “Goodnight Mary, goodnight Arthur! Sleep tight!” And then closes the door. Leaving you and Mary alone.