Roommates

My name is Noah, I’m 22 and live with my girlfriend Madison who is 21 and we have been dating for just over four years. I honestly couldn’t ask for more.

She is a beautiful, petite little redhead with green eyes, perky breasts that more than enough to turn me on, I know, bra size is not the best way to measure bust but, I’m going to say it anyway, they are in the realm of B-cups and look fantastic on her. Madison used to do track in high-school and is still pretty serious about staying in shape. When she is not running, she works out in the living room to some beach boy video that focus on her core and ass.

Honestly it’s my favorite show before work, I love watching her work her cute toned little ass when she is doing weighted squats or bending and stretching during her palates. Recently I bought her some tight and small yoga shorts then convinced her to only wear sports bras for easier movement, she knew that was bullshit but she is a good sport and a great girlfriend.

Oh, I keep in shape too but it’s mostly lifting weights and running at my work’s gym. I’m a pretty good-looking guy I think, brown eyes dark hair and just tall enough at 6 feet that I pass most requirements for Gooding, I guess. Madison jokes about it all the time.

I make pretty good money but the economy isn't doing us any favors and Madison only works part time at Target when she is not going to community college so, right now we live in a single bedroom apartment on the second floor and it was fine and more than enough space for the two of us, until one day Madison practically begged me to let her old childhood friends move in.

“Oh Noah please, he has nowhere to go and he doesn't have a car, his job is so close he can walk from our apartment, it’s fate. He was bullied In high school and I never helped him, I owe him.”

The list went on and on as I listened, sure it's going to suck but I wasn’t going to say no to her, that’s not something I usually do anyway. When she was done, I opened my mouth to speak and tried to say.

“Well, this will bomb our sex life, but it’s the right thing to do.”

But only got as far as, “Sex life” before she interrupted me promising it won’t, and she will do whatever I want and whatever it takes.

“Whatever huh?” I heard myself saying and the next thing I know a separate bed was set up in our bedroom and Roger was moving in with us just intimate for summer.

Roger wasn’t a bad dude, In fact I kind of liked him. Black hair, a bit short, a bit fat and really into video games, mainly the JRPG type. Roger wasn’t the most social but him and I got a long well because I was also a gamer and a bit eclectic to boot so we had some common ground. It also helped that I wasn’t a total toolbox to him when I first met him, like Madison’s last boyfriend.

As for Madison, being neighbors and growing up together they were inseparable. Their families where tightly connected and Madison and Roger had a lot in common, from video games to movies they spent hours playing and hanging out, until their second year of high school when Madison’s interests shifted from games to boys. Madison became one of the popular girls while Roger shifted deeper into his nerd persona. Over time they talked less and less in school and would only hang out to study or if Madison did not have plans.

He was very much a second choice, and he knew it. It only got worse when Madison started dating the jocks. To her it was completely reasonable for her to look the other way or ignore the fact Roger was bullied by her friend or one or two of her boyfriend’s. It was a the typical, “Oh he was just joking.” And “they didn’t mean it” excuses, looking the other way or two wrapped up in being a stupid teen to realize how shitty she was being to her best friend until it was too late.

It wasn’t until last year at a family function had Madison attempted to reconnect with Roger and it had mostly worked, but the distance was clear and Madison hated it, to her he was her little brother, someone she should have protected and it turned her stomach to think of what she had done.

This was another reason I was okay with her offering our space for him. it was like it was atonement for her past, a chance for her to make things right and maybe bring them back to the relationship they had when they were kids. At least, that’s what it was planned to be.