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Chanel and Eugene 16

Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: tangerinesky, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

speaking to Jessica before coming and saw some detailed pictures. I fell in love with it even more after seeing it in person, though. One bedroom, new appliances, new carpet. She agreed to give me the keys if I could pay the deposit tomorrow, the start of a new businessweek. I introduced Eugene as my friend when she was confused why he wasn't on the lease when I applied. Eugene and I both laughed and squeezed each other tighter, our actions contradicting our words. It's not my fault he had to be touching me. Seriously though, I wasn't about to talk about our relationship with her. Whatever that was. He and I hadn't talked much about it ourselves. Oddly enough, however, everything seemed kosher. The group sex from last night wasn't tainting this morning. Last night felt like a long ago memory for me. Everything I remember, which I think is a decent amount, is fuzzy or distorted when I recall it. He must be feeling a little of the same thing, and that is making this a hell of a lot easier. Though I don't condone drug abuse. It was definitely a one time thing. After we say goodbye to Jessica, he takes me to a restaurant for breakfast as promised. "So I'm your friend, huh?" Eugene asks when we get seated in a booth. I laugh and run my fingers through my wavy hair. "Do you want to be?" I ask. "I'd do anything to be your friend," he replies picking up a menu and smiling like always. His short hair is effortless and he looks so good sitting across from me. I want to kiss his ... dimples. "Really?" I smile back. "I have high standards," I say facetiously. Eugene laughs. "Well, let's hear the list," he says looking at pictures of food. "The list?" "Yeah, what are your requirements of me in exchange for your friendship?" I laugh and play along. "Ok, let's see..you need to be honest," I say looking up at him. "Honest? I can be honest. I’ll tell you something honestly right now," he says without blinking and I chuckle. “Ok, let’s hear it,” I say eagerly. My curiosity is piqued. He leans forward a little to speak right at me. “You look insanely beautiful right now. I’ve never seen a woman get ready in under thirty minutes who looks as good as you.” I scoff and shake my head but he’s smiling at me. “Thanks for the compliment,” I say, knowing a comment like that couldn’t go unnoticed. “And another honest thing, just so it’s out in the air; I had a lot of fun with you last night. It was..fucking crazy,” he says and I laugh with him, glad someone said something about it as well. “Crazy may be an understatement,” I say and he laughs harder. When we recover, our waiter comes and takes our order. He likes his eggs the same way I do. “So, anything else?” He asks leaning onto the table with his elbows. I cross my legs under the table and my foot bumps into his leg. I caress the toe of my shoe against his calf and adjust myself, trying not to blush. I’m fucking flirting with him. “Mmmm and uh, you need to be funny.” "What do you call an elephant in a telephone booth?" ...