Complete trust

It takes a moment for you to calm down after your climax, before what she said was fully processed in your brain. Panic sets in for just a second and you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind.

“Hey, uh.. Charlotte, what does love mean to you?” The second these words escape your lips, you remember that you don’t need to be worried about your girlfriend being jealous of her roommate. You attempt to back-pedal, but judging by the look on her face, you come off as more flustered than anything else. “Sorry, I just had some weird philosophical post-sex moment. You don’t have to answer that.”

She smiles at you, and nuzzles her head into your chest. “It means that I trust you.” Her head grazes a soft spot on your neck. “I trust you completely.”

You find your softening member reversing course, and hardening again, as you continue to support her with your hand pinning her hips against yours. You softly thrust against her once more, and feel your seed trickle out around you and down her thighs. You second time together is more tender than your first, as you are still a little too sensitive to go all out. Charlotte curls herself around you to accommodate, running one hand under your shirt and over your back, and the other squeezing your ass in encouragement.

You wonder what Alice would think if she came out to see you two like this, before you remember that Alice technically isn’t your girlfriend anymore.

Even moving at a slower pace can only prolong the inevitable for so long, and you find yourself approaching orgasm once more. This time you decide to warn her just so she can better appreciate your contributions.

“Charlotte, nnhg, I’m gonna..”

“Mmmh, yes John. Gift me with your cum again.” You plunge all the way inside once more, and pull her even closer to you by your hand on her ass. You give her about half as much cum as last time, but she doesn’t seem to mind.

You huff and puff above her once more before finally pulling out. Her skirt falls back down, and if it weren’t for the flush on her face, and her panties in your possession, you would never have guess what the two of you had just been up to.

A second passes before Charlotte is on her knees, cleaning your member of it’s mess, and, if one missing hand was any indication, finishing herself off.

Once you were as clean as she could make you, she grabbed your boxers and pants and redressed you. She then got to her feet and curtsied for you. You weren’t certain if she got off herself, but it’s possible you missed her climax when you were preoccupied.

“Would you like to come inside the apartment John?” Charlotte asked.