Where's the Free Use? - Sex Stories

Where's the Free Use?

... quickly partnered up with Abe so that he’d have to notice I was gone half the time. It was foolproof.

Sure enough, after a few times, Abe was getting antsy. It was probably four whole trips away from class before he piped up. I had just gotten back to my desk and wiped my mouth clean before he spoke.

“You go to the bathroom a lot these days, huh?”

I turned to him. “Hm?”

“Like, you’re going to the bathroom a lot more often in class than you used to. And you keep getting a… what, a convoy? Is that the word? Someone keeps going with you. Does Whittleton really hate you that much, he thinks you need a babysitter?”

“Oh, that!” I said nonchalantly. “Nah, it’s nothing like that. I’m, uh, not going to the bathroom when I go.”

Abe gave me a look. “Ummm, okayyy, where are you going then? You know we need to work on this project together, right…?”

“Oh, sorry!” I said, feigning concern. “I thought you kind of had this, so I made plans and stuff. You know, you usually like to take control with these things, so I was trying to… give you your space, y’know?”

Abe’s look just got more confused. “You, giving up control?” He chuckled. “Ariel, are you feeling sick or something? I guess I’m sorry for not making it clear or whatever, but yeah, until things are more under control, I just want you here. What were you doing with Greg anyway?”

“Oh, y’know,” I replied, shrugging. I looked so nonchalant. On the inside, my heart was beating as fast as ever. This was my test. ...

... “Sucking his dick, getting fucked by him behind the school, that kind of thing.”

“Ha ha,” Abe said sarcastically, turning back to his computer. “If you don’t want to tell me just say so.”

I inhaled. It was getting more difficult to be smooth. “No, for real,” I said, as casually as I could. “I’m, uh, trying to broaden my horizons, like, sexually. You know, without being in a relationship. I don’t want that romance shit. So I asked Greg if he’d help me out, he said yes. I’m doing some stuff with Drew now too, but we’re kind of taking it slower.”

Abe turned back to me, and looked downright baffled. “Ariel, I – what? What are you even saying right now?”

My heart skipped a beat. “What? Are you judging me right now?”

“Well… yeah, a little! You just told me out of nowhere you’re having sex with my friends!” he argued, keeping his voice down. “How am I supposed to even take that?”

I shrugged. “I didn’t realize it would upset you,” I said, half-honestly. “I’m sorry.”

“No, I – wow. You are way more quick to back down these days,” Abe observed.

Somehow, that broke the dam. Me, quick to back down? Hell no I wasn’t, I was the fucking queen of the Media Gang. Sure, no one answered to me, but I didn’t answer to anyone either. I felt my face transform as my confidence flowed back into my veins. “Bro, I’m sorry I have a sex life,” I replied, in a weirded out tone. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here to help with the project, but I was just doing other stuff. I’m independent like ...