House Slut - Introduction - Sex Stories

House Slut - Introduction

Chapter 1 Sitting across from the three guys on the couch, Tegan fidgeted anxiously as they skimmed over the application. Brandon, the slim, tall, dark one on the left, rolled his shoulders and looked at her and shook his head "we're trying not to be fussy, but help us out here. You lost your job three weeks ago and you’re only just telling us now? Right when the rent is due?" Tegan felt her mouth go dry, forcing herself to lick her lips before responding in her soft voice. "I’m really sorry, I didn’t think it would drag on this long and I didn’t want you to kick me out." "So you forestalled the inevitable, and now what?" the one on the right cut in. His name was Angus, he was square-jawed and broad shouldered, but he was of below average height. Tegan would avoid calling him stocky, at least to his face, but for all that he seemed fit. "…yeah" Tegan conceded lamely. "I have no idea." Angus and Brandon threw up their hands, the one in the middle, Sam, quietly settled the paperwork and held it out to her. Sam had deep and rough hands from working outdoors, a sharp contrast to Angus whose Scottish blood left him pale and prone to burn in the sun, and Brandon who seemed the weedy nerdy type who mostly spent his time in front of the computer. "One-quarter share of the rent is two hundred a week plus utilities. I know it's on the steep side but it is what it is. I'm sorry, but we're not running a charity here, we need a roommate that can pay their way." His face softened as he ...

... watched Tegan's face fall. "I'm sorry, but we need to get in a replacement roommate right away." Tegan raised her chin. She was slender and freckled, with pale skin and red hair like Angus', her features angular, almost sharp. "What if I can offer something other than money?" Sam waved her papers back at her "What, drugs? Are you a dealer or something now? Even if we wanted that kind of hookup, you think we're going to want to party with two-hundred-plus worth of weed or E to party with each week?" he scoffed, looking to Brandon and Angus for support. Brandon, who didn't even drink, shook his head sadly, wryly amused at the idea that someone would be that bold. He hoped this pretty girl was only talking about party drugs and not anything harder, he'd never seen her as that kind of person in the short time she’d been living among them. Angus picked up the conversation thread. "And that would still leave us out'f pocket. Weed and pills don' pay the rent." Tegan waited until they were done before continuing. "I don't mean drugs. I mean something else. And it'll be more than the rent and utilities. I'll need you to cover my grocery bill as well, so I can live here with no expenses." All three laughed at that. "Get out of here girl," Angus started "find y'self a hubby if you plan to live as a kept woman." Brandon laughed at that and added: "Look, I know we’ve sort of become friends, you don’t last as roomies unless you can get along, but really?" "Sex." Tegan said plainly. The moment ...