#heistwives

“How do you want me?” Debbie asked, looking up at Lou.

“Let’s see that cute ass of yours,” Lou smirked and Debbie rolled her eyes playfully as she sat up and turned over, scooting onto her knees against the rumpled sheets. Lou moved a pillow under them as Debbie lifted them up to accommodate Lou’s movements one leg at a time.

Debbie wiggled her ass around impatiently as Lou repositioned herself so the tip of her strap was waiting and teasing near Debbie’s entrance as Lou stroked a squirt of lube along it.

“Let’s just focus on you and making you feel good, love.”

“Sorry, baby,” Debbie laughed with a sheepish grin that Lou couldn’t quite see. “I was just so damn excited to be living together and finally have even just a room to ourselves and now I don’t think that anything could even distract—fucking hell, Lou!”

“You were saying something about not being able to be distracted or...” Lou thrust into Debbie all the way again, repeating the action that had stopped Debbie right in her tracks of moping and made her cry out like that.

“Keep going, please,” Debbie panted.

Lou pulled fully out again and tsked.

“Someone is being really bratty today,” Lou hummed. “Am I going to have to punish you, love?”

“It’s just not fair. They screwed up the paperwork and now we lose a whole year and—“

Lou rolled away from Debbie and sat back against the pillows waiting for her to finish talking.

“What are you doing?”

“Not letting you finish until you’re finished being a brat,” Lou yawned. “If I let you finish at all, that is.”

Now, Debbie seemed to be paying attention.

“Lou,” Debbie pouted. “I’m just upset. I thought I’d get to sleep with you every night.”

“Deb, you never know,” Lou smiled softly. “With some patience and time, we might find we each have a roommate who doesn’t mind having a plan in place for us to have some alone time. Or doesn’t mind if we stay over as long as we’re not being too scandalous. And eventually, they’ll be hooking up or dating someone with their own dorm.”

“Or maybe my roommate would switch with yours!”

“Honey,” Lou laughed. “You have to let it go. It sucks, absolutely. It does. But we’ll figure it out. It’s not the end of the world, Deb.”

“It’s not the same though,” Debbie muttered sadly.

Lou gave her girlfriend a genuine, sympathetic look as she patted her lap, Debbie coming towards her to lay against her.

“Hey,” Lou whispered. “We’ve crossed a bunch hurdles already. We’re away from home and parents. We get to do college together. So we live down the hall from each other. That doesn’t mean anything will change between us. I still love you more than anything in this world. I still want you forever.”

Debbie touched the ring around her finger subconsciously as Lou spoke the word “forever”. Lou’s eyes followed the movement, leaning down to kiss it softly.

“Forever,” Debbie agreed. “I’m sorry, Lou. I’m just upset. I let myself get too excited.”

“Just one year,” Lou promised, hooking her pinky with Debbie’s. “And then we can move off campus anyway. Get a cute little apartment together.”

Debbie’s eyes lit up.

“Wake up to each other every morning. Make breakfast together.” Lou’s eyes were dancing as she spoke, Debbie getting more excited. “And we’ll make plans and ideas for what we want and use this year to plot and get excited for it.”

“Maybe find some seed money,” Debbie smirked. “Lots of clueless new college students, right?”

“Absolutely.”

Debbie hummed at the thought and Lou could already see her mind ticking away, her brain making list after list as plans fell into their slotted places.

“Debs,” Lou whispered. “Turn that brain off, baby. Let yourself relax.”

“Make me,” Debbie whispered back, pulling herself from her thoughts and looking at Lou with piercing eyes.

Lou smirked at the reaction, but pulled Debbie’s hand, bringing her back to her knees as Lou slid behind her, moving her hands up and down Debbie’s hips and ass, appreciating her curves and soft skin.

“You want me, Deb?” Lou breathed against her back.

“Please, baby,” Debbie pleaded, trying to push back against her.

Lou dipped her fingers between Debbie’s folds to see if she’d need to ease her back in to the moment, but she felt Debbie was still wet and hot for her.

“So when I said waking up together, you were thinking about naughty things, weren’t you?” Lou teased, toying with Debbie’s clit as she hissed.

“Maybe,” Debbie moaned. “Maybe waking up to your fingers inside me.”

“Or my strap?” Lou offered, pulling her fingers away as Debbie gasped.

“God, your strap,” Debbie groaned, picturing it. Lou didn’t need to feel Debbie again to know there’d be a rush of wetness between her legs making her dangerously slick.

“This strap?” Lou breathed, thrusting into Debbie without warning as Debbie fell forward.

“Fuck, Lou.”

Debbie tried to grind back against it as Lou kept the dildo still inside her. The Ocean was moaning and panting as she worked herself on it and Lou was practically cooing.

“Look at you, Deb,” Lou hummed. “Fucking yourself on my strap without even asking. Too horny to care.”

“I’m sorry, Lou.”

“Don’t be,” Lou murmured, her tone changing. “You’re so sexy like this. I want you to come for me like this. Show me how bad you want to come.”

“Fuck, baby,” Debbie whined, continuing her motions, not giving a damn at the odd position.

“You like how tight you feel with me inside you?” Lou asked. “Using me like this?”

“Yes,” Debbie moaned. “God, yes.”

“You getting close for me, honey?”

“Fuck, Lou. Yes! You feel so—“

“Oh, god, sorry. I think I’ve got the wrong—no this is 227 right? But—oh shit. I’m sorry. I’ll just go. I’m—“ a girl in denim shorts and a T-shirt started sputtering, turning tomato red.

Lou pulled out of Debbie slowly, watching as the brunette bit her lip to keep from moaning at the sensation. Debbie rolled onto her ass to sit on the bed and Lou stood, the dildo swinging from her hips obscenely.

“Oh fuck,” Lou laughed, her shoulders shaking.

Debbie tossed the girl who had walked in holding a giant box a sympathetic look.

“Are you Tammy?” Debbie asked quietly.

“Oh,” Tammy stuttered. “You two must be athletes.”

“Thank you,” Lou smirked. “Good form, right?” She sat at the foot of the bed.

“She means because we’re here before the rest of the students,” Debbie rolled her eyes. “Lou’s got quite the ego, sorry. You’ll come to like it though.”

The girl looked down to the floor and the other two realized they were still sitting there completely naked. They started to collect and toss clothing at each other, clambering to stand up from the bed and walked towards the girl.

“I’m Debbie,” the brunette smiled, offering out a hand. “I’m your actual roommate. And this is Lou, she’s my girlfriend.”

“Tammy,” the girl smiled back, still blushing at the whole situation. “Can’t say I was expecting to walk into that. Welcome to college I guess.”

“We really are sorry about that,” Lou offered apologetically. “They didn’t remind us freshman move in was today. It’s been really weird and confusing on campus not knowing anything or anyone but just having training and practice and the handful of us around.”

“We’ll totally come up with a system so that never happens to you again,” Debbie promised.

“Sock on the door?” Lou suggested.

“I’m sure we’ll think of something,” Tammy spoke smoothly, something confident appearing in her tone as she tossed the box on the empty bed across from Debbie’s.