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Chapter 4 by masterfulmastus masterfulmastus

How do things begin?

Start small and have Carrie walk into his room with her robe open

Taking a breath and trying to calm down, you mentally take a step back. No need to rush things and get out of control, why not take some time with it and enjoy things as she slowly works towards fucking him?

"Walk into his room and talk to him for a minute, but make sure your robe is open the entire time. Just pretend like you don't notice."

"Ooh, okay, I can do that," she said, and it seemed like she was far more into this slower exhibitionism and teasing than flat out fucking David right away.

Carrie led the way to his bedroom, your heart pounding at what was going to happen. Her chest rose as she took a deep breath in front of his door, with you pressed against the hallway wall so David wouldn't see that you were there.

She flashed a smile over at you before giving his door a gentle knock. One of her hands moved to the front of her robe and you saw the plush fabric begin to part. Before you could get even a glimpse of your girlfriend's bare chest though, she was opening the door.

"Hey David," she said, and stepped inside his room. You couldn't risk David seeing you, so you were stuck listening in on every word, knowing your girlfriend was currently flashing your roommate.

"Uhh, Carrie. Wow. Hey," he said.

Well judging by that reaction, she's definitely got her robe open and David is getting an eyeful.

"Sorry to bother you this late, are you busy?" Carrie said.

"No no. Stay as long as you want. Please," David said. It was tough not to laugh at his reaction, he probably thought he was the luckiest bastard alive.

"Thanks, I just wanted your opinion on something real quick."

"I am so fuckin happy to help babe," David said. He sometimes called your girlfriend babe, and you knew it never failed to irk and bother Carrie. Now though, here she was letting him see her like this as he said it.

"Well I was thinking of changing my hair color, change things up ya know. What do you think? Maybe blonde or dye it black or-"

"You'd look insanely fuckin hot with red hair," David said, happy to cut off Carrie mid sentence.

"Your hair already looks great, but dark red or light red, either way you'd look amazing. I'd love to see you as a hot slutty redhead."

As always, David had a poetic way with words when it came to women. Under other circumstances Carrie would probably call him a filthy pig and stomp away from him. With me listening though, she ignored his offensive way of referring to her and acted like absolutely nothing was wrong with what he'd said.

"Really? I'll think about going red then, maybe it will look good. I really appreciate you telling me what you think," Carrie said.

"Anytime you want help you just come to me and I'll take care of ya," he said, a clear double meaning in his words. David was no doubt picturing all the filthy ways in which he'd like to 'take care' of Carrie, which was one hell of an exhilarating thought.

"Thanks again," she said happily as she backed out of the room and shut the door behind her. Carrie sauntered right past you towards the bedroom, a huge grin on her face. You practically sprinted back to the bedroom behind her, eager to hear her version of things and what she saw and felt.

"That was so fun!" she said as you closed the bedroom door behind you. At some point while walking back she seemed to have covered herself back up, her robe now showing a modest amount of skin. Unfortunately she seemed to be staying true to what she had said earlier that you wouldn't see her body until David had taken her.

"So tell me everything!" you said quickly, still naked and taking a seat on the edge of the bed. Carrie stood and paced a little as she began to detail things.

"Well I had the robe like, super lightly tied around my waist, but totally open on the chest. Just enough to give him a taste but not be completely obvious about what I was doing. My girls were fully on display for him to see along with my stomach and stuff, but I don't think he saw my pussy."

Your cock was practically throbbing as Carrie described things from her point of view. She was far happier about this than expected too, a surprise to be sure, but a welcome one.

"He was openly gawking, like not even trying to hide that he was staring straight at my tits. Even put his hand over his crotch and I think he was rubbing himself, but like, trying to be sly about that. And did you hear him say he wanted to see me as a hot slutty redhead? Can you believe he'd say something like that to his roommate's girlfriend? Such a dirty selfish fucker!" Carrie said, fiddling with the sleeve of her robe.

"Although...it was actually kinda hot," she admitted. Carrie had never been one to enjoy David's comments before, and frequently complained about less perverted things he'd said about her, so finding out she seemed to like this was yet another surprise.

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Next, have Carrie...

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