Well, too much of a good thing...

They cuddled for a while, as he softly blew on her sweat covered body to cool her down. "It's 11:30. And I do have a king-sized bed in the next ro..."

"Fuck!" She cried out as she grabbed at her strewn clothes. "My roommates are going to be here at 8:00! I've got to get back to my apartment so I can buzz them in then! Where's my bra? Fuck it! ThankyouJohnitwasincredible!" With a flurry of movement, Stacy almost jumped over the couch and was out the door.

John just sat back and watched her thong covered ass jiggle as she left. He looked down forelornly at the giant wet spot left on his cushions. He chuckled as he got the Frebreeze and sprayed the smell of sex and cum from the air. He missed that frantic energy of college, but was glad he replaced it with getting his shit together...for the most part.

With a sudden weariness, he turned out the lights and went to bed.

********

He awoke the next morning, half-expecting to hear the sounds of moving. It was 9:00 after all. The hallway outside was quiet and when he peeked through the eyepiece in his door, it appeared empty.

Shrugging, he went through his morning routine. Shower, breakfast, then his morning jog. The rain yesterday had refreshed the city, and it was nice and cool. He decided to take a little longer with a quick run through a park nearby.

When he got back to his complex, he saw two young men carrying a few pieces of furniture in from the back of a box moving truck. They didn't appear to be struggling, but John ran up anyway to hold the door. "You guys need any help?"

The blond one looked up, startled, but only grunted at him. The dark haired kid said, "Nah bro. We're good. Just moving in."

John's heart sank a little. Not that he had asked, but for whatever reason, he had assumed Stacy's roommates were...female. "Typical male fantasy thinking I guess." He said to himself. A bevy of college beauties next door, learning about life in the big city, themselves, their blossoming bodies...needing a guide...

He shook his head, as the guys got past him through the door. The situation already felt slightly awkward, no reason to make it worse by giving himself a semi in his jogging pants. He followed them up the stairs to the top floor. As the were making their way into Stacy's apartment, he could see her directing them in and where the boxes went. She noticed him looking and gave a cheery wave. He put on a big smile and waved back, before heading into his own living area.

With a heavy sigh, he set his keys on the counter, and began to disrobe, walking to his shower. As the hot water ran, he wasn't sure why the fact that Stacy had male roommates was so...depressing? He's not sure if that was the right feeling. He hadn't been really looking for a relationship. He really had never been hard-up for a date in his life. Things were never at a good time as he had been working on his career. But now that had stalled a bit. A relationship had not been a priority. But now? Things had stabilized in his job. He had security in his work. What was he missing?

"Face it John. You're lonely," he said to no one as he got out of the shower and grabbed a towel. He realized with Bill gone, he didn't have a best friend. He had coworkers, people he'd see at Happy Hour on Fridays once in a while. But no one he could hang out with.

Dressed again in shorts and a t-shirt he sat at his desk, absentmindedly browsing the web. He debated on hitting one of his favorite porn sites, but felt unmotivated. Finally he settled into a book he had been meaning to finish.

When the knock came at his door, he started, having been fully engrossed in his chapter. He realized it was now later in the afternoon, almost evening. Upon opening the door he was greeted by the bubbly blond Stacy. "Hi!" She said, giving him the sweetest smile and a sudden hug.

"Oh Hey!" He exclaimed, hugging her back. "You looked busy earlier. Everybody moved in?"

"Yep! And I wanted you to meet them!" She said, tugging on his arm.

"Uh, sure!" He said, following her lead. He supposed he should make friends with the guys. Maybe they'd watch games with him like Bill did. Just because they were younger, didn't mean they couldn't find something in common. And maybe one of them wasn't banging Stacy. They could be gay! He didn't even consider that earlier! Or... she could be poly-something as the dark side came sliding back into his head. He wasn't sure if he was willing to be part of a reverse harem...

He had to mentally slap himself. He only needed to be friendly and meet her roomies. He took in a breath an put on a friendly smile.

"I really think you'll like them," she said as she opened their door.