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Lust Set Free

I knew Chloe was feeling low when she got home that Friday evening. As my roommate entered the apartment, she moved at a sluggish pace, which wasn't at all like her; she normally hummed with energy. Making her way over to the couch, she slumped down next to me. I brushed a strand of her long brown hair back from her face. "How are you holding up?"

Chloe and I were both in our late twenties and had been sharing an apartment for almost two years. As different as we were, we'd always gotten along well. She was usually bubbly and extroverted, while I was mostly a homebody. We both worked full-time jobs we had little enthusiasm for, but our hobbies weren't at all similar. I spent most of my free time with my nose in a book, or volunteering at the local animal shelter. Chloe, on the other hand, was all into spirituality and fitness.

My roommate now forced a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Oh, aside from the fact that I have horrible taste in men, I'm doing just fine." When our stares met, I noticed she looked completely dejected. Like Chloe, I also had brown hair and blue eyes, but her features were softer, more inviting. It was easy to read her moods since her face was so expressive. "Maya, would you mind keeping an eye on me tonight so I don't do anything stupid?" she said. "Like call Jason? He's no good for me."

"I definitely agree with you there," I muttered. Jason was Chloe's ex-boyfriend, and I'd disliked him from the start. He oozed arrogance and condescension, ...

... going so far as to proclaim himself a "tantric sex guru." Needless to say, I was glad when Chloe dumped him. Their relationship recently ended after she discovered he'd been trying out his tantric sex techniques with one of her friends. "I promise I won't let you contact that asshole."

I remembered how heartbroken Chloe was the night they'd broken up. She'd curled up beside me on the couch, and I tried to comfort her as she sobbed. "Why am I attracted to guys who only end up hurting me?" she sniffled. "Maybe I should try dating a woman." Of course, Chloe knew I was gay. While I'd laughed off her remark, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was then, even with her eyes swollen and her skin blotchy from crying. She had a sweet, trusting nature that made me want to protect her.

But even if Chloe decided she wanted to experiment with a woman, I wouldn't have allowed anything to happen between us. She was a great roommate, and I wasn't about to jeopardize our relationship by bringing sex into it. Still, I had to occasionally remind myself not to stare at her as she walked around our apartment. Tonight, with her sitting so close to me, I couldn't resist sneaking a glance at her breasts. They were small and firm, perfectly complementing her lithe body.

If Chloe sensed my inner struggle, she didn't let on. "I'm gonna change really quick," she said, climbing to her feet. "It's been a shitty week, and this evening, I intend to enjoy myself."

Relief swept over me when ...