Sunday Evening, Cassidy’s at the door

7:36PM

Mark looked at the time as he stood in his room in nothing but a white towel that was tied around his waist. He had just finished up having a shower and was getting ready to load up a movie on Netflix to play before getting some sleep.

Not having a chance to put on his clothes yet, Mark heard a knock at the door.

Opening it slightly, there was Cassidy.

She politely smiled, Cassidy was dressed in some casual light blue jeans and a white crop top that showed off her pierced belly button. “Can I come in?” she politely asked.

Mark opened up the door for her more, letting her in, still aware that a sole white towel was the only thing stopping her from seeing his complete nudity. Things were still a little awkward from when Cassidy had walked in on Mark eating out Winter, he didn’t want to scare her off anymore.

“Feel like I should knock every time after what happened on Thursday,” she said, shutting the door behind her.

“What’s happening? You staying here tonight?” Mark asked, waiting for if she would ask him about where Matt was.

She walked around the room, looking at Matt’s bed, as if she was looking for some clues or something. “I don’t know yet,” she said, turning to face Mark, “Do you know where Matt is right now? Has he told you?”

Just like he expected. Mark couldn’t be sure where he really was or what he was doing but he stuck to the word he gave Matt, promising to tell Cassidy that he was working in the city. He did so with Cassidy still keeping eye contact, as if she was trying to work out if Mark was lying on not.

“And he hasn’t told you anything else other than that?”

“No, that’s all I know, is everything okay?”

She shook her head, her arms crossed in front of her. “I just don’t know what’s going on with him right now, something’s not right, I can sense it.”

Mark didn’t know what to say, he just stood there still half naked, unsure how to comfort her on this. “Yeah I really don’t know. I mean what about you guys? Are things fine between you.”

Cassidy made her eyebrows jump at that, clearly having a bit of an opinion on the state of their relationship.

“I don’t know Mark,” she started saying, “It’s still all about him, my needs are being fulfilled.”

Mark stood there as Cassidy’s eyes seemed to be going back and fourth from Mark’s eyes to his towel covered crotch.

Out of nowhere, she started to laugh a little. “What? What’s funny?” Mark asked her. “Oh nothing, I just... you know what, it doesn’t matter,” she replied back.

Now with curiosity, Mark pushed again, “Come on, what is it?”

She stopped for a second before looking him in the eye and continuing. “Well it’s just... this may be a little awkward for you but I couldn’t help but noticed the way you made Winter scream like that the other day.”

Mark gulped as Cassidy took another step closer to him.

“Matt hasn’t even gone down on me in a month... he just can’t get women off as well as you do.”

Cassidy was now standing right in front of him, not leaving much space in between the two. The tension was steamy, she lowered her eyes to the bulge in the white towel. Not being able to help himself, Mark had a hard on growing.

In a mere second, that hard on was about to be revealed to Cassidy. She swiftly undid the knot in the towel that was covering his naked body.

The towel dropped to the ground, his now hard member springing up.

“I know you want to fuck me,” she whispered.

Mark stood almost petrified. This was really happening, Cassidy was preparing to give up her body to Mark in frustration over her boyfriend.

So many thoughts were running through his mind. He couldn’t do this to his roommate, he just couldn’t, it wouldn’t be right.

But it was Cassidy and Mark was super horny right now with his dick pushing to make the decisions for him.

The big question, what’s more important? Friendship with Mark or Fucking Cassidy?