The next day

Matt’s eyes strained to see the white board, clouded by fatigue and a foggy mind. The events of last night were still fresh on his mind and he was slowly becoming overwhelmed by the different events pulling him this way and that.

{if In love with Abigail=true}

He had woken much too early with Abigail in his arms and about a dozen messages from Lucy. The first few were about her group project, then expressing frustration that he was ignoring her, then finally announcing that she was staying home sick from school. She was definitely mad at him again.

His morning with Abigail was romantic but subdued. The good morning kiss nearly led down the familiar trail of teenage lust but Abigail stopped him.

“Sorry, baby, I’m so sore today.”

His cock had already begun to grow and sat about halfway to full mast between them. Abigail giggled about it, kissing his jaw.

“Come on, breakfast is probably almost ready.”

Matt spent most of the morning waiting for Abigail to get ready for school, trying to message an apology to Lucy who was either sleeping or deliberately ignoring him to prove a point.

After a phenomenal breakfast with a beautiful brunette draped over him it was time to get in the car. Abigail napped on his shoulder for the duration of the trip and the quiet love Matt felt in such a simple act nearly made him forget the dilemma that hung over him like a cloud.

{endif}

{if In love with Emily=true}

He had snapped awake much too early to a blaring phone alarm. Emily was already looking up at him, head across his chest.

“I let you sleep in,” she said.

“Oh?” Matt planted a kiss against her lips, “I was hoping we could—“

Her finger silenced him. “Me too, but it hurts a little this morning.”

She stopped him again. “Don’t apologize. It was amazing.”

Emily spent the morning getting ready to work at the school. Dating an adult was definitely different than another teenager. He couldn’t deny it was kind of hot seeing her be responsible although it meant there was less time for romance that morning. There wouldn’t be any time at all when she dropped him off, either, and they exchanged a sad glance instead of a kiss like they wanted.

{endif}

Matt checked his phone again. Nothing from Lucy. He deserved it but he was still worried, both for her health and their relationship. He still wanted to be her boyfriend, but by now it didn’t matter how much he debated it was clear he was going to try and date both women as long as he could.

{if In love with Abigail=true}

Abigail wouldn’t let that happen for long. Matt could imagine her confronting Lucy about it or making a scene somewhere if he didn’t make up his mind soon.

{endif}

{if In love with Emily=true}

He could probably manage that for a while. If Emily didn’t take the nurse job it would be kind of easy to split his time between her and Lucy. Of course, it had not been easy so far. He neglected whichever woman he wasn’t currently out with and he knew they would start to figure out the truth.

{endif}

Matt decided he should stop by Lucy’s house after school to check on her. That should have been his first instinct and he scolded himself for taking so long to even think of it. First, though, he had to make it through the day and be able to fend off the temptation to see someone else.

—

Lucy finally replied halfway through the morning.

“I’m fine.”

Matt: “What’s going on?”

Lucy: “Just sick and hurts to look at phone right now”

Matt: “Okay, get some rest I’ll see you soon”

Lucy: “Okay. I miss you”

Matt: “I miss you, too”

{if In love with Emily=true}

Matt sort of wished he could check with the nurse for advice but then he’d have to tell Emily had a girlfriend. Why did everything need to be so connected?

{endif}

{if In love Abigail=true}

Matt had an idea. He’d stop by the nurse real quick to see if she had any advice. Mrs. Jamison was crotchety, but knowledgeable. He stopped by during a passing period but instead of a leathery white haired nurse at the desk he saw Emily instead.

“Oh, hello again,” she greeted him.

Her blonde hair was pulled back into a bun and her scrubs were the same dark blue as the first time Matt had seen her. He suddenly remembered her bulging cleavage pressing against him...

“How’s your head?” Emily asked.

He laughed politely, “It’s fine. I wanted to ask a question, though.”

“What’s up?”

“Well, it turns out my...” he paused as her twinkling blue eyes met his, “friend, yeah, my friend is sick today, and I was going to see what I could do to help them?”

As if his side-relationship with Abigail wasn’t dishonest enough. Matt knew he really didn’t have a chance with Emily. She was an established adult, for one, and in the middle of her work day. She wasn’t trying to get with a high school senior. But something about her made him conceal Lucy’s identity and the nature of their relationship.

“What are their symptoms?” Emily asked, leaning forward and propping her chin on her fist. Some cleavage was visible now and Matt wondered how she could ever look modest with tits that huge.

“All I know is it hurts to look at her— their phone.”

“Hm, not a lot to go on,” Emily said, looking past Matt in thought.

“Yeah...” Matt said quietly.

“Just keep them in a dark room. Lots of sleep and lots of fluids. They can have ibuprofen and Tylenol rotating every two or three hours,” Emily explained.

“Cool, thanks,” Matt said, lingering by the desk.

Emily noticed he was staring at her chest. She leaned back in her chair.

“That should do it. If you get any other information I can be a better help.”

Matt forced an awkward smile. “No, that was great. Thanks.”

Emily smiled, but Matt didn’t take the cue to leave. She was so pretty. He didn’t want to leave.

“Anything else?”

Matt twitched. “Oh, uh, no, sorry. I’ll get going. Thanks again!”

Matt snuck a last look at the blonde before finally leaving, wishing he could find a reason to stick around.

{endif}

—

Melanie surprised Matt at his locker just after lunch.

“Hey, I heard Lucy is sick.”

Matt nodded. Lucy’s friends treated Matt like a sideshow, or at least that’s how he felt. Usually one of them would corner him because they needed something or wanted to tease him about his relationship. It was all in fun so it didn’t bother him but sometimes it was a little annoying.

“She okay? She hasn’t answered my messages,” Melanie said.

“I think so. She told me it hurts to look at her phone,” Matt said.

Melanie put her back against the locker next to Matt. She was a good looking girl, and as she mastered English, along with her native Korean and Chinese, her confidence bloomed as well. She made friends easier than just about any native student. She was smart and sexy and Matt couldn’t help but be a little intimidated. He still had not looked at her because he knew he would start staring.

“That sucks. Are you going over there tonight?” Melanie asked.

Matt shut his locker and met her gaze. Her hair, nearly black, hung straight down her back. Her eyes were cools of chocolate that never wavered. Her lips were bright red today. He almost lost his train of thought just looking at her.

“I think so. Just to check on her.”

Melanie smiled and teased him, “You’re such a good boyfriend.”

Matt shrugged awkwardly and Melanie leaned in toward him. “And I heard you’ve got a... special power.”

Matt blushed and Melanie giggled.

“Lucy told us all about it. I have to say I didn’t figure you had it in you.” Melanie crossed her arms across her not-inconsiderable chest, quite enjoying Matt’s squirming.

“Well, listen, you have my number. If you aren’t busy with Lucy I’ll be done with cheer at, like, 7. Hit me up,” Melanie said, flashing a smile and then leaving.

Matt watched her go, confused. Her round ass swayed with each step until it melted into the crowd of students going to class. What just happened? Was she really coming in to him? Matt found that hard to believe because she’d never shown any interest in him before. They were casual acquaintances only because of their mutual connection to Lucy and he once heard Melanie call him “average-looking.” It wasn’t necessarily an insult if she wasn’t attracted to him but it certainly made it all the more puzzling. Did it have to do with his dick? Was Melanie that kind of girl? He sighed and started walking to class with one more problem on his mind.

—

{if In love with Emily=true}

Lunch only brought more problems. Abigail appeared at the seat across from Matt with a huff.

“Matthew. We were supposed to study together.”

He sighed. “Yeah, I’ve been busy.”

“Well, can we do that?” Abigail asked. “Please? I really need the help!” Her voice had become an octave higher, a hint of begging in her tone.

“I’ll message you,” Matt said.

“Aren’t you free tonight? Lucy is sick, isn’t she?”

Matt frowned. “Is there anything you don’t know?”

Abigail just flashed a smile that seemed to make her eyes twinkle brighter than normal.

“I just know what I want.”

Matt met her gaze with a mouthful of green beans.

“Okay, well, I’ll message you.”

Abigail looked flustered, like this didn’t go how she planned.

“Fine. Don’t keep me waiting, please.”

She got up and left. Matt groaned once she was out of earshot. He had enough things competing for his time tonight. He should see Lucy, that was for sure, so Abigail could wait until tomorrow, maybe. This had been the busiest week Matt could remember and it was barely half over.

—

He needed to clear his head. He stopped by the nurse’s office but was disappointed when another student was already being seen.

“Hey there,” Emily’s friendly impersonal tone called out, “have a seat I’m almost free.”

Matt nodded and sat. It only took a couple minutes for Emily to finish up and send the other student away.

“Psst,” she whispered loudly, “sit away from the door!”

Matt looked around and caught her meaning. He had taken a chair easily visible from the hallway. He moved off to one side to another empty chair that was more private. Emily walked toward him but once she was clear of the open door her demeanor made a complete switch. She launched herself at Matt and their lips met with fast, sloppy passion.

It was over too quick. Emily pulled back and sat next to him, one hand on his thigh.

“Hey, you took a while today,” she said.

“Sorry, a lot has happened today.” He wasn’t lying. “But I’m here now.”

She smiled, kissing his cheek. “Yeah, you are.”

“Oh, almost forgot,” Emily said, “I work three shifts at the hospital starting tomorrow so you probably won’t hear from me much.”

“What about when you aren’t working?” Matt asked.

Emily grinned and squeezed his thigh, “They’re 12 hour overnights. When I go home I sleep all day until I have to work again.”

“Oh, that sucks, like, a lot,” Matt said.

“Well, when it’s over I’ll have a lot of time for you. I’ll be able to talk at work, too.”

Matt didn’t have a good track record of answering his phone recently. “At least that’s something!”

“And, if you want, I might have some fun things to send you...” Emily said quietly, kissing his cheek and letting her lips linger against his skin.

Matt’s groin twitched. He liked the sound of that. He turned toward Emily’s lips and kissed her gently, snaking an arm around her back.

“You better be careful, mister,” she whispered.

“I can stop,” Matt said back, kissing her upper lip and her cheek.

Emily exhaled a playful groan. She glanced around and then jumped off the chair. Matt watched her mess with the door and then shut and lock it. Next, she turned off the lights.

“Now it looks like no one is here,” she giggled.

She sat back next to Matt and kissed him deep, fumbling with his pants. They still needed to go fast even if they were mostly alone. Their lips melted together fast and sloppy. It took effort but Emily pulled his cock out, moaning softly as the giant rod started to extend from between Matt’s legs. He reached for her clothes, ready to rip them off and see Emily’s thick body, but she stopped him.

“I can’t get messed up, so just relax.”

“Maybe I want to see those big tits,” he whispered playfully.

Emily had one hand around his massive shaft, her body nestled against his for comfort to jerk him off.

“What’s in it for me if I use my fat titties to milk your huge fucking cock?”

He squirmed, cock throbbing with heat as Emily’s soft tone quietly danced over him.

“I’ll... I’ll...” Matt stuttered. Her hand dragged across the thick shaft of his dick. His cockhead bulged at the end, precum starting to leak.

“You’re already taking me out,” she whispered, “so that’s off-limits, love.”

Matt squirmed, trying to find something, anything, to feel Emily’s big tits around his dick.

Emily didn’t stop whispering, teasing him, “You’re really struggling, aren’t you? You won’t even make it that long. You’re huge cock is going to blow any second...”

Her tone was quiet, seductive, and scratching itches he didn’t know he had. Matt’s hips bucked as her hand worked the long, massive shaft.

“Emily...” he muttered.

She kissed his cheek and stroked him harder, adding her other hand underneath the throbbing meat to fondle his quivering balls.

“Tell me you love me,” she whispered.

“Oh fuck I... fucking love you!”

Matt came and Emily grabbed his cheek and pulled him into a kiss. He groaned into her soft lips and blasted several thick ropes of his cum all over the floor. She kept stroking him, milking every drop. It stretched several feet away, arcing with every pulse of his massive erection.

“That didn’t take long,” Emily giggled, “I thought it might take a while after how long you’ve lasted during sex.”

Matt struggled to catch his breath. “It’s... different when I don’t have any control,” He panted.

Emily cocked her head when she looked and saw his semen slowly vanishing from the floor. She knew it was weird. She knew it was impossible. Her mind accepted it as reality anyway and soon she was left wondering why she was confused in the first place.

“You still owe me,” she said, kissing the teen again.

“I really do.”

They shared another long, sensual kiss before Emily ushered him out.

“I’ll message you tonight,” she promised.

—

{endif}

{if In love with Abigail=true}

Matt spent most of the day daydreaming about the busty blonde nurse. That’s not entirely true, because anytime Abigail was in his class she was making eyes at him. His attention was being pulled three different directions, fighting between Lucy, Abigail, and now, apparently, the new nurse also. Despite having a ton of sex last night Matt couldn’t think about anything else. He replayed his nights with Lucy and Abigail and his fantasies took wild forms.

His eyes were glazed that afternoon, imagining the blonde nurse touching herself while watching he and Lucy when Abigail sat on his desk.

“Class is over, silly,” she said.

“Oh,” he said simply.

“What’s up, everything okay?”

He nodded and stood. “Just out of it today.”

“Are you thinking about last night, too?”

He nodded. It wasn’t totally untrue. It made Abigail smile so it was worth it. She looked up into his eyes, lingering in his gaze. She was glowing.

“You should meet me at the bathroom,” Abigail said, quickly turning and leaving the room.

Matt followed behind her and ducked into the same women’s bathroom she did. They found an open stall and quickly locked it behind them.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she whispered as he wrapped his arms around her. They fell into a long, quiet kiss surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the bathroom. The kiss felt different, the declarations made last night changing the nature of their desires into something deeper. She sat on the toilet and pulled him down with her. Her legs spread around the bowl.

“I want you,” she whispered, “but you gave it to me so good last night it’s still sore.”

Matt pulled on her waistband and whispered back, “I know something.”

He stripped her shorts and panties off and kissing the smooth flesh of her thighs. Emily exhaled deep as he lowered his face between her legs.

“We don’t have much time,” Emily said quietly.

Matt winked and pushed her legs wider, bringing her glistening sex closer to his face. He kissed her clit gently and then brought his tongue against her wet folds. She shuddered and held his hair while he began to taste her, probing her sweet pussy and driving her wild.

The people walking by only heightened Abigail’s heat. Matt sent waves of warmth crashing through her limbs, tongue fucking her slowly. When his tongue rose to her clit she felt a finger replace it, teasing her wet, quivering entrance. Sitting on a toilet isn’t the most comfortable place to be eaten out but Abigail couldn’t get enough. She whispered soft moans into the air, barely muffled as he teased her.

Abigail shivered as Matt flicked at her swollen clit again and again. She held back, hoping to stay quiet, so close to soaking her lover with her lust, but it wouldn’t work forever. He pressed his finger down in her entrance and focused on her clit until she blurted a loud groan. She clamped her mouth shut and all that energy increased her sensitivity and added to the flood of warm fluid that softly splashed out of her as she reached orgasm. Matt recoiled and kissed her quivering thighs as more and more of Abigail’s translucent honey drained out of her tight hole.

Abigail pulled Matt into a kiss before he could wipe his mouth. The sharp taste of pussy juice collided against her lips. She didn’t expect it, the kiss only a snap decision made as list overcame her, but she didn’t hate it. He held her gently and let her regain control in his arms.

“God, I love you,” she said softly.

—

{endif}

Matt walked out of the school. His mind was conflicted, which was becoming the norm for him. He should go see Lucy, of course, but Melanie...

Matt rubbed his face. Of course he was doing this again. After he had finally decided to let go and embrace his side-relationship with {if In love with Abigail=true} Abigail {endif} {if In love with Emily=true} Emily {endif} now he was considering something similar. Lucy deserved better. But... he was tired of saying that. She might deserve better but he had to admit he was having fun with {if In love with Abigail=true} Abigail {endif} {if In love with Emily=true} Emily {endif}. The real problem with Melanie was that she was one of Lucy’s best friends. Would she keep it a secret? {if In love with Abigail=true} Even Abigail was keeping it quiet and she had said straight up she intended to replace Lucy. {endif}

Okay, he decided, tonight he would...