My New Life 3: The Housewarming Party - Sex Stories

My New Life 3: The Housewarming Party

... you don’t,” Abbie said defensively. “I’m not taking the blame for your idiot idea.” “I don’t care whose idea it was!” I tried not to shout, but I definitely raised my voice. “If you didn’t come up with it, you still agreed to it!” “Felix, calm down,” Clara squeezed my arm lightly. “You know they didn’t mean any harm. They just thought it would be funny.” “Funny?” I said. I was more than a little angry. “Because they showed up early I wasn’t able to-” I cut myself off once I remembered I had company. “Oh shit…” Abbie gasped. “You mean he didn't…” Sophie said before her voice trailed off. Clara shook her head. “Nope. He gave me the biggest orgasm of my life, and then the doorbell rang before I could take care of him.” “Well, fuck...” they muttered as if in stereo. Their guilty faces would’ve put a basket of puppies to shame. “Sorry,” Sophie offered. “Jesus, I’m so sorry, Felix.” Abbie echoed the sentiment. I took a few deep breaths as I tried to calm down. “It’s okay you two.” I said at last. “I’m just a little... frustrated right now. In more ways than one, I suppose.” They each muttered their thanks, but I wasn’t finished. “I expect the both of you to work really, really hard to get these unpacked. After that, we can all relax, maybe play some games, drink that mountain of alcohol Abbie bought yesterday.” That got them to giggle slightly. “Does that sound fair?” They nodded and got back to work unpacking. “Jesus,” Clara muttered from her place on my arm. “Remind me never to ...

... make you angry.” “I’m not really angry, just a little… peeved.” I said after finding what probably still wasn’t the right word. “I know, and just look at how scared they got from you being ‘peeved.’ Angry is probably on a whole other level.” She was probably right. I didn’t get angry often. When I did it wasn’t pleasant for those I was angry at. I rarely lost my cool, and I wasn’t one of those people who shouted and ranted when angry. It was more of a quiet fury. One time, after I’d been furious with David for some reason, he said it was like I was a classic Bond villain. Apparently, I actually seemed close to calm, but each word was so deliberate and precise it made me seem far more angy than relaxed. In general, if I was angry at you, it's likely you deserved it. This wasn’t my finest moment since I was angry for selfish reasons. They did cause more than a small inconvenience by deliberately arriving early, but they were my friends regardless. I walked over to Sophie who was once again unpacking another box of movies. “Find any dirty movies yet?” I asked jokingly. “No,” Sophie sighed before adding, “Can I check your hard drives? I’m sure I’d have more luck.” “Don’t you dare!” I said in feigned horror. Well, it was mostly feigned. “You don’t want to see the kind of stuff programmers look at!” “Yeah,” Abbie admitted. “The stuff we watch would... Let’s just say it can get a little weird.” “Okay,” Sophie laughed, “now I’m curious. Where’re your hard drives?” “Maybe later,” I ...