"Never have I ever had sex with the person on my right."Without hesitating, Christian who is sitting next to May takes the glass, gulping it all in one sitting. He finally looks at me once he's done, probably wanting to know my reaction. Good thing I already know about it from May. "Never have I-" he suddenly gets cut when he’s just about to start the next round as May shows her index finger to the audience with a stern voice, "We're not done yet." He frowns at his best friend’s remarks, “I already drink the whole thing.""Somebody else hasn't." I feel like my chest is bursting by how fast my heart beats upon hearing her. I knew it, I knew we should’ve acted our age and never play this teenagers' game. But Sienna was too bored to just eat and chat tonight, so the four of us agreed to her suggestion for the sake of finishing the wine. The six bottles of wine that May brought. "Who?" He looks at us one by one, starting from his right to left; May, Toffer, me, and lastly Sienna."I

"Hey," he knocks on my door when I have just arrived home, dropping my heavy work bag on the floor and about to close my bedroom door. I don't really close my door but whenever he has a girlfriend I normally do that. It's too awkward to listen to their flirty conversations from the kitchen or the living area, or simply from his room if they forgot to close the door. You know, too caught up in the moment. "You've had dinner already?" He's standing tall at my door frame, only in a pair of boxer. "Not yet," I unbutton my blouse revealing my bralette. Meh, there's nothing to see. I have two small boobs that is nothing compared to Sienna's. And this batman-patterned cotton panties is so not sexy. Heck, even if I'm naked he wouldn't even bat an eye on me since I'm not his type. "Do you want to join us for dinner?" I knew it. There will always be Sienna in the plan. He even dare to ask me if it's okay to bring her to our Saturday dinner at Mom's. Look, I don't hate her. But unless you

"Can you PLEASE put the leftover in a food container instead of putting it on a plate? You're gonna make my fridge smells like food!" Here we go, domestic Toffer is picking on me again for the umpteenth time this week. We've only gone through the lockdown six days but it feels like I've been stuck with him for a month already! "It's a fridge, it's SUPPOSED to smell like food! What? You want it to smell like feet instead? I can put this then," with that I hastily take off the sock from my right foot and dangle it in his face. "I mean it Nina, fucking put the leftover in a food container." His warning should send shivers to my bones but that only happened four days ago. I'm used to them nowadays. "And don't keep anything that you don't even want to eat. The trash can is there for a reason." "So you can shove yourself into it?" I reply nonchalantly as I put my sock back to my foot. *** "Can you PLEASE take out your clothes from the dryer?" Urgh here we go again. "Your clothes ha

Do you know how hard it is to masturbate when you have a clingy best friend who never leave your side? Urghhh I haven't had my much needed release since seven weeks ago. Like seriously, Toffer is next to me all the time. ALL. THE. TIMEEEE. He sleeps with me, he eats with me, he showers when I shower and when I try to do it in the bathroom there's a big fat chance he'd barge in to borrow my toothpaste or something. He even moved my working desk next to his just so we'll be together during working hours. "Why didn't you tell me you're doing laundry?" See, I just want some peace with my dirty clothes and this washing machine. "It's not even full,” he comments further, “Wait, let me get mine!" And just like that he disappears as I hear him running towards his room. I sigh heavily while dumping the detergent pod in the washing machine. When can we finally go out and live like we used to? I'm soooooo desperate for a release. Lockdown sucks.He comes back with his laundry basket, the

"Sign this." He drops some papers on my desk later in the evening when I've already removed my sexy outfit. I'm back with my shorts, his old t-shirt and this signature ponytail of mine with matching ribbon. "What's this?" I ask without looking at it. I'm busy doing this last minute assignment my boss decided to drop on me two hours ago. His meeting ended one hour before that but he went missing despite my teasing. He certainly did not enjoy being teased to the brink of a climax for three times. In a row. Hihi. I would've tried the fourth if it's not because of my boss's annoying phone call. "Marriage cert." "Marriage what?" I snap out of my work, focusing on him that is still standing next to me, "You're kidding right?" My hand grabs those papers immediately as I glance at him one last time then read the title of the form. It is indeed a request for Marriage Certification. "Sign it so I can send it today before 5." "Did I drink last night?" I don't think so. I'm pretty sure th