EroticReverie

Dov Adalbern

“No.” I say arms crossed staring at my two roommates and co owners of our tattoo shop. 

“Why the fuck not , she’s hot as hell” Gavin say, the one of us who always lets his dick make all choice for him. 

“That’s exactly why not.” I say as the little five foot four , blonde haired, green eyed roommate applicant sits in the other room waiting for us to deliberate. 

“She smells good though” Gavin says , making Bruin laugh and me rub a hand down my face and shake my head. 

“She’s a female. She’s too young. And she doesn’t even have a job. How is she going to pay rent?” I ask him. 

Gavin shrugs. “We need a new desk person at the shop we can-“

“No.” I say again. Gavin’s brows drawing together. 

“Again, why the fuck not?” Gavin crosses his arms now and challenges me with a stare. 

“Because. We don’t need some little girl coming in and disrupting the apartment, do you want hair all over the place and in the drains and tampons all over the place, listen to her cry or have to fight over watching your show or fucking, Love Actually on the television?” I say. They were all poor excuses. But none of us had ever actually lived with a woman. We’ve had serious girlfriends , sure, but never ones we moved in with. We were three bachelors and I really didn’t think adding a female into the mix would benefit our living situation at all. 

“I assure you I groom myself without leaving hair all over the place, and I don’t use tampons for interior decorating, nor do I like the move Love Actually.” Her voice pipes up, making us look over to the doorway to where she has her hands on her hips and a defiant little glare in those sparkling green eyes of hers. 

Gavin laughs. “See. She’s perfect”

She gives Gavin a satisfied smile to have him on her side and then looks back at me and puts her nose in the air. 

“Im a good roommate.  Im clean, I don’t party, I don’t do drugs and barely even desire to ever drink, im responsible and im quiet and I mind my own business. And again, im not prone to throwing tampons around like confetti.” She says and my nostrils flare slightly as Gavin and Bruin both laugh at the last bit. 

“Youre nineteen” I say. 

“And?” She challenges with a ‘so what’ shrug. 

“I vote yes” Gavin says. Making her smile and give him an approving nod. 

“I vote no.” I say through gritted teeth and she glares at me. 

We all look to Bruin. I look back to her and see him giving him close to a puppy

Dog stare and he sighs and rubs the back of his neck and looks to me and I shake my head slightly.

“I like to clean. I like to cook. I promise I won’t try to mother you or tell you to pick up after yourself. Or leave tampons under your pillows. His. Maybe.” She says and nods to me. I growl slightly and Bruin laughs. 

“I mean, she’s funny, and not afraid of you, and I’m going to enjoy watching you two play out this rivalry. So …” Bruin says making her stand on tip toes and clasp her hands together  and I give him a look of pure betrayal. 

“I vote yeah” Bruin smirks and the little blonde thing squeaks and claps her hands and flies across the room hugging both of Bruin and then Gavin. 

“I swear you won’t regret it!” She tells

Them and is smiling when she turns to me and cocks her brow at me. Without saying it , I can hear the , I win asshole. 

—-

Four days later Aurelia is moved in. Gavin and Bruin offer to help her move what little she has into our apartment. 

I don’t miss Gavin checking out her ass everytime she bends over to put something down or pick something up. Bruin too. Each of them sharing knowing grins. And maybe the reason I notice. Is because I’m staring too. 

For a little thing she has quite the fuckin ass on her, her body is the definition of an hour glass. Trim fucking waist , with hot little flared hips and that round bubble ass and her perky fucking tits. Of course they voted yes. Cause their dicks run their brains. 

And because all other applicants we had applying for the desk job at the shop were trash, little fucking Goldilocks starts working at the shop tomorrow. God fucking help me. 

She didn’t have a single tattoo on her. She certainly didn’t fit the normal “vibe” of a tattoo parlor , but she seemed competent enough and motivated. I have to admit. Her throwing her mouthy sass at me when she’d come to interview for the apartment was a deciding factor in me allowing her to work for us. When it came to the shop, we all had to agree on who we hired. And because I was sick of not having a person at the desk , I caved easier than I would have normally. 

She came by the shop , met some of the artists we have and seemed to mesh well. So, here we are. With a tiny little thing invading our lives at home and at work. And I could only pray that our dicks wouldn’t get us into trouble , because it was pretty fucking clear all three of us wanted to lay her little blank canvas on its back and pound away at that hot ass of hers. 

“You gonna help?” Bruin asks and I just give him a look and Aurelia looks at me and rolls her eyes and then goes back to lifting a box from the floor in the middle of the apartment and carrying it to her room. 

“This was a bad idea” I say through my teeth. 

“Oh come on, she’s gonna be great, you’re just mad cause you wanna fuck her and wrap that long ponytail around your fist too” he says and I shoot my to the side at him. 

“Don’t deny it, you’re looking at her ass even more than me and Gavin are” he laughs 

“She’s a kid” I say. 

“She’s nine teen.” Bruin argues as we hear her and Gavin laughing in her bedroom and moving stuff around. 

I’m thirty and him and Gavin are both twenty nine. So yeah. She’s a kid to me. I didn’t screw anyone under legal drinking age, and my type was actually women older than me. Not little pipsqueak sass mouthed blondies with green eyes and hot lips that I had to pretend I didn’t want wrapped around my fucking pierced cock. 

“She’s gonna be fucking trouble. And you and Gavin are gonna be the ones that have to kick her ass out. I’m not dealing with that shit when you two realize what a bad idea this is” I say and he rolls his eyes with a laugh. 

“Yet. You agreed to let her work at the shop.  You wanna fuck that damn girl bad Dov” he laughs. “And you’re not fooling anyone except yourself and maybe her”. 

“And what, you think she’s gonna let us pass her around like a party favor? Is that what you two think is gonna happen?” I ask. Bruin shrugs. 

“Who knows what she’s into?” he says with a smirk. “Guess we’ll find out”

He says and picks up a box and goes to join the little move in party. 

I grumble to myself. “Guess we will”