Some Infidelity

"Well, before I start, don't judge me." Says Ashley, quickly loosening up, talking more than ever.

"Oh, never, Ashley, we're all human." Says Cassandra, placing her hand on Ashley's knee.

The alcohol is flowing, and therefore, so are the confessions. Michael looks a little disinterested in the subject, but perks back up upon seeing my girlfriend's hand on his girlfriend's knee.

"Well, like I said, I was dating someone before." Ashley explains, "I met Michael. He... well, he came along at a great time. For both of us. The guy I was with, well, he didn't hit me or anything, but he was a massive piece of shit."

"Well, sounds like you two were made to meet!" says Cassandra. I'm stuffing my face with pizza while they all talk.

"Yeah, and, well, he couldn't fuck me like Michael could. Nobody can. Once I had his big dick in me, that was it. I was gone." Ashley says, suddenly very bold and triumphant, a complete contrast to her earlier demeanor. She shares a wink with Michael.

"Oh, that good, huh?" asks my girlfriend, seemingly far too eager to know about our potential new roommate's sex life. The alcohol is clearly having an effect on her, being a known lightweight.

"That good." Says Ashley to my girl, seriously, "trust me.".

Cass has a bewildered look on her face. I can't blame her for looking intrigued, maybe even curious, but I can't just sit here and have my girlfriend openly talking about someone else's alleged big dick.

"Well, uhh, anyone else need a refreshment?" I ask, desperate for a change of pace at least.

Everyone needs a drink poured. I happily gather all of the glasses, and head to the kitchen. I start pouring, mixing, and take my time getting back to the living room. Everyone is still talking, mostly the girls giggling about guys, the school, things like that. Thankfully, the topic of how well Michael can fuck, and his size, has passed.