David helps her dye her hair

You heard the feint sound of a door opening, and you knew that meant David was now walking into the bathroom to see Carrie. Practically twitching on the bed, you couldn't contain yourself and just sit there, doing nothing. Waiting for Carrie to return was too much to ask. Two minutes after she left you crept out of your bedroom and to the bathroom door. Luckily David didn't shut it behind him all the way, leaving it cracked open enough for you to peek in. Carrie was naked as can be, but doing her best to cover herself. With one hand over her crotch and her other arm fighting the losing battle to hold back her breasts.

"Taking my advice already? That's good. You're gonna look fucking perfect with red hair," David said.

"What? Oh no no," she said, laughing a little at the misunderstanding.

"I'd never even thought of changing my hair color until you asked if I'd consider it. I don't even have dye anyway, I was just gonna shower an-" she said before David held up his hand and cut her off.

"Stay right here, I'll be back," he said. You scrambled to hide, dashing down the hallway and out of sight just in time as he left the bathroom. Your heart pounding as you waited to see why he had left.

David returned a minute later. With red hair dye in hand. As he stepped into the bathroom, you crept up to the door once more to peek in.

"Uhh, do you just always have hair dye just ready to go?" Carrie asked.

"Last girl I fucked was gonna dye her hair for me, but her husband found out about us," he said while opening the box.

That would no doubt bother Carrie quite a bit. While she was happy to indulge this fantasy of yours, you knew that she despised anyone that cheated, or anyone that would even have sex with someone in a relationship. David openly talking about fucking a married woman would certainly irk her.

"Course she wasn't nearly as hot as you, so that makes this even better," David added as he mixed the dye. Before you knew it, David had the hair dye ready to go and was eager to use it on your loving girlfriend.

"Kneel down, I'll massage the dye in for you," David asked. Or actually, I guess that was more of a demand from your roommate, wasn't it.

Either way, much to your shock, your naked girlfriend obeyed and lowered herself onto the plush bathroom rug. Still holding a hand over her pussy and her arm over her breasts, although you knew with her kneeling that David got a better view than ever at her cleavage. As soon as Carrie was on the floor he began massaging it into your girlfriend's hair.

"It's too bad my last bitch split before I could do this to her. I love the feeling of changing a taken woman, making her mine."

David's words sent a jolt through your body. You had asked Carrie to go to the bathroom to give David a peek at her naked body, and instead here he was, as he put it, changing her to suit his own desires.

And Carrie was going along with it.

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