Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... proudly. Next was Melanie. Not one to dress up, she wore a tight orange dress barely big enough to cover her boobs and butt at the same time and a headband with a small green stem that she planned to take off once she was inside, calling herself a pumpkin. Last was Hayley, dressed as an angel. She wore all white, from her heels to her leather mini skirt to her bra and fishnet top. She also wore a small pair of wings and had allowed Sophia to do her makeup, white eyeliner and eyeshadow with pops of silver and glitter. Even among the plethora of scantily clad women standing outside the doors, the three of them stood out, being quickly led in.

Once inside, the girls knew they had about 20 minutes to have fun before it turned into a chore, Melanie and Sophia walking quickly to the makeshift bar while Hayley lingered just behind, not interested in drinking but not wanting to go too far.

"Yooo, Hayley?" A deep voice called out behind her.

Great. Already.

Hayley turned around, surprised to see Damien. He was dressed as a cowboy, sporting cowboy boots, fringed chaps atop blue jeans, a bandanna around his neck, and a cowboy hat. No shirt, of course. Hayley was momentarily taken aback by his physique. Typically found in baggy sweatshirts and pants, he was now displaying large muscles beneath his glistening brown skin. If she wasn't gay, Hayley might even find him attractive.

"Damien? I didn't know you were in Alpha."

"Yeah. Rushed last year. God, you look fucking ...

... hot."

Hayley winced internally at the comment, not used to such direct vulgarity from Damien, but she didn't let it show.

"Thanks! You don't look so bad yourself."

"Yeah, well," Damien spread his arms out, flexing his core and his pecs, "gotta show off the progress sometimes."

Hayley nodded with a polite smile, a signal that Damien knew meant the end of their conversation.

"So, when did you get here?"

Shit. He must be drunk.

Hayley felt a slight unease settle in.

"Uh, literally, like, 30 seconds ago. I'm just waiting for my roommates to get their drinks.

"Oh, cool, cool. You want me to show you around the place?"

"No, that's alright."

"For sure...do you work out? I never noticed how fit you are."

"Mmhmm," Hayley said with a nod, glancing back at the bar.

"You should totally work out with me some time. I could show you some of the stuff I do."

"Yeah, maybe."

Take the fucking hint.

"You said you were...uh...doing a double major with neuroscience, right? How's that?"

Hayley opened her mouth to respond but was interrupted by Sophia's voice, the sweetest possible sound Hayley could imagine in this moment.

"Hayyyleyyy! We got you vodka tonic! Drink up, bitch!"

Hayley turned around to an outstretched hand holding a glass, accepting it graciously and taking a small sip. Hayley watched as Sophia's eyes were drawn to the shirtless man behind her.

"Ooh," she said with curiosity, "who do we have here?"

"Damien," he said with a ...