Try to explain it away

You realize it is up to you to bring some clarity and resolution to this situation, so you calm everyone down and attempt to explain.

“I’m sure it was all a misunderstanding,” you say, after belatedly introducing yourself and Sarah to Chet. “There’s a perfectly rational explanation for all of this, isn’t there, Sarah?”

You looking meaningfully at her, hoping that she can provide some answers. Your suitemate is uncharacteristically flustered, and under any other setting, you might find that kind of hot, since she is usually very much in control — particularly when she is determined to get a needed orgasmic fix. This time, however, her obvious lack of control is a bit disconcerting.

“I came down here looking for my medicine,” she says. “I thought you were napping and didn’t want to wake you, so I was just going to get my pills and sneak back out.”

“Your medicine?” you ask. Careful not to reveal the nature of the anti-nymphomania meds, you ask, “Why would I have it?”

“Because I put it in your bag this morning before we left campus,” she says.

“In my bag?” You look over by the door at the duffle bag you carried in. It is the bag that had been underneath Sarah’s bed, and you grabbed it so Kendra’s parents wouldn’t have reason to suspect that you lived right next door to the girls. You haven’t even looked in it since taking it.

Sarah follows your gaze to the duffle bag and narrows her eyes. “Where did that come from?”

You get the sinking feeling that your scheming is quickly becoming unraveled. You hold her gaze and levelly say, “Don’t you remember? That’s the bag I packed and dropped off at your room earlier today?”

Sarah looks confused and says, “But that looks like my —“ She stops and gives Chet a look and doesn’t finish her thought. “Never mind. That’s not the bag I mean. I put my pills in your backpack, along with the clothes that Kendra packed for you for the weekend.”

Now it’s your turn to be confused. “I didn’t know she packed anything for me. I didn’t go back to my room after class. Why would you put your medication in my bag, though?”

Sarah again gives Chet an uncomfortable look, trying to decide how much to say. “Well, I thought you might be the best judge of whether I would need it or not. I’ve never been all that good about recognizing my need for it.”

Chet speaks up at this point. “Wait a minute... I’m still very confused. I get that there’s some screw-up about meds and luggage or something, and that’s fine. But what just happened between the two of us....”

You and Kendra join Chet in looking to Sarah for answers. She cautiously starts to speak again. “Well, like I said... I thought it was Connor who was in the room, taking a nap. The lights were off, and I heard snoring....”

She looks up quickly at Chet, wondering if she had just embarassed him. He grimaces slightly, but says nothing.

“And I meant to just get my pill bottle and get back out, but I saw Connor — or, actually, I guess it was you, Chet — laying on the bed, and in the low light, I didn’t realize who it was, and I just kind of lost control.”

You don’t need further explanation. You know Sarah well enough to realize that if she walked into a room and saw a guy dressed only in his underwear, it would be a superhuman feat for her to pass up the chance to partake. You’ve actually been in Chet’s position before, waking up from a very erotic dream, only to realize that the dream was real and that Sarah did not bother waking you up before making full use of your cock.

“So you thought I was Connor?” asks Chet.

He thinks for a moment before asking his next question of Kendra. “I thought you were Connor’s girlfriend?”

Kendra, Sarah, and I exchange looks. Finally Kendra speaks.

“Connor is my boyfriend, Chet, but we sort of have an open relationship, at least as far as Sarah goes. But please... you can’t say anything at all about this to my parents and certainly not to Sarah’s folks!”

Sarah says, “And I’m really sorry about what happened, Chet. If it’s any consolation, I really enjoyed it, though.” Sarah’s cheeks are red, but you recognize it as a sign of arousal, and not of embarassment.

“Great,” you think. “She finally gets her self-confidence back, and she has to start to flirt with another guy!”

Chet appears to be deep in thought, but he spares Sarah a half smile at her compliment. He studies the three of you for a minute before speaking.

“So you’ve got some kind of swinger-type thing going on? OK... I’m cool with that. I don’t see any need to say anything to anyone. Shoot, if I lived on campus instead of with my aunt and uncle, I’d jump at the chance to be a part of something like that, myself.”

Kendra breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Chet! We owe you big time!”

Chet waves off her words. “Nah... Don’t mention it. What are cousins for?” His gaze returns to Sarah, and he says, “But... as long as you’re not in an exclusive relationship, and since we both know that we are good with each other, how about if we make this weekend a little more interesting for all of us?”

You feel your defenses going up at Chet’s words. Although technically Kendra is your girlfriend and Sarah is only your fuck buddy, you have grown to value being the exclusive outlet for her nympho urges. You’re not so sure you are keen on the idea of another guy dicking her.

You look at Sarah, whose cheeks have just grown even rosier. You can tell that it won’t take much to persuade her. You look at Kendra, who is looking back at you, with raised eyebrows, wondering what you are going to say.