She waits for Tiffany

Ashly teased herself for a few more minutes before she finally went to take her shower. She felt some of her frustration wash away in the hot water and allowed herself to relax before going back to her room. She slept for almost an hour when someone knocked on her door.

"Hey Ashly, you awake? Coming in, ready or not cousin!"

The door came open and Ashly blinked at her favorite cousin. Tiffany was tall, with long blond hair that was tied up in a bun. Her sleek business suit did little to hide impressive C cups or her trim waist. Her legs, hidden under her suit, were toned and muscular, and her heels made her shapely ass a pleasant sight for any man.

"How was your flight? You look like you've already settled in. Are you hungry?"

"Slow down Tiff, I just woke up. The flight was long and I was tired. After the boys showed me around I set up my room and took a shower. And yes, I'm hungry."

A smile played across the older woman's face and she came over to sit on the side of the bed.

"The boys huh? Yeah I figured they would be very helpful to you. I just had to mention that I couldn't pick you up and they were practically tripping over each other to get to the car."

"Tiffany, what have you told them?"

"That you are a good girl with an asshole boyfriend. That didn't matter to them so much, but then they saw your cheerleading pictures and well...."

Ashly groaned. No wonder they were able to pick her out of a crowded airport.

"Tiffany, don't tell me you planned on pimping me out to your roommates!"

"No, not at all," She laughed, reaching up to undo a not in her cousin's hair.

"Then why do I feel like you've got me set up?"

"I haven't set you up. But I know those two. Once they saw you they wouldn't be able to help themselves. I'll bet they both try something within this first week. I'm not saying you should just jump into bed with one of them, but if you do, I can tell you from experience you will enjoy it."

"Tiffany! I- I'm not like that! I came here to get away from one asshole, so I'm not planning on getting it on with another I just met!"

Tiffany finally got the knot out of Ashly's hair and then patted her gently on the cheek.

"Good, but in their defense, neither of them are assholes. Well, maybe sometimes, but they are men. Come on, I brought pizza. I'll let Jack know and meet you in the living room. We like to watch tv while we each so the dining room rarely sees any use."

As Tiffany got up to head for the door, Ashly felt a wave of guilt. She had just claimed she wasn't a slut, but she had already sucked Danial's dick and spent another thirty or so minutes fantasing about it while fingering herself. Maybe she should ask Tiffany for advice?