My new life: Moving In - Sex Stories

My new life: Moving In

... out. Witty people just say them and one of two things happen. You realize you shouldn't have said that, or you realize a better way to have said it right after you finish. Usually I have a pretty good filter for my jokes, but sometimes my mouth doesn't wait for an ‘green light' from the brain before it starts moving. Despite being a joke, we all agreed that pizza was the perfect meal for moving in. I called and placed the order for two pizzas, one Hawaiian one pepperoni and sausage. The girls got back to unpacking, and I went down to get another cartload of boxes. David would probably arrive just in time for lunch. He had an uncanny knack for arriving just in time for food. On my way to the elevator with the cart stacked high with boxes, my cell phone rang. I checked the caller ID, David. “Hey David, you almost here?” I answered the phone. There was a long pause. “David, you there?” “Hey Felix, I’m not gonna be able to make it to help you move in today.” Shit. Not only was I looking forward to having his help, I had wanted to see my friend. It’d been months since the last time we had hung out, and this would've been like a little reunion. Despite my frustration, I somehow managed to put my friend first. “Everything alright?” “Probably, but a fellow student made a mistake in the lab and we’re all the isolation unit until they can verify that we’re all healthy and weren't exposed to anything harmful.” “Damn!” I gasped, “How did that happen?” “Well, we were examining virus ...

... specimens in the lab; looking at how the strains had adapted over months of exposure to chemicals and medications, you know. And Danny dropped a tray of petri dishes on the ground. This startled Tara, and she knocked over the entire cart.” “Fuck, what were you exposed to?” David paused, not a good sign. “David, what did you get exposed to?” “Oh sorry, nothing too bad that we know of right now. I’m just not used to you using that word.” I breathed a sigh of relief. It was true, I normally didn't curse unless I was really worried or upset. “They’re keeping us isolated until they verify that none of the viruses mutated into something too dangerous. Out of the viruses, most of them were no worse than the common cold, but there were a few in there that they’re checking carefully. Needless to say I won’t be able to make it there to help you move in.” “Dude, that’s the least of your worries right now,” I assured him. “Just make sure you don’t die. It’s not healthy," I joked. David laughed at that. “Felix, you know me. I’m gonna make sure dying is the last thing I do.” A pause. “I’ve gotta go, the next person needs the phone and they only have one in the isolation unit. Definitely a design flaw if you ask me. Say hi to the ladies for me.” “Will do, take care David.” Well, they weren't going to be happy about this. I mused as rode to the second floor in the elevator with a full cart of boxes. Well, the ladies certainly weren't happy about it, but they were definitely more concerned than ...