A Cam Model's Aid: Chapter 2 (Patreon)

"A Loophole in the Lease"

As Alistair woke the next day, he struggled to rouse himself with any pace. “What a dream…doubt I'll be able to look Ellie in the face after that.”

Ali eventually dragged himself out of bed with much stretching and yawning. As he gathered his kit to head to the bathroom, he turned his PC on as he always did, intent on getting some freelance coding done on his day off.

Twenty minutes and a very refreshing shower later, Ali wandered into his room and started to get dressed. Casting an eye towards his computer, Ali did a double take when he saw what was displayed.

There, having reopened after his rapid shutdown the night prior, was his internet browser showing the cam model site he had last been on. Specifically his housemate Ellie's page. While she was not currently live, the profile picture of her smiling face was instantly recognisable.

“It wasn't a dream after all… he thought, as he tentatively sat down in front of his desk. Deciding to sate his curiosity, he went to check her profile out. He was a little disappointed to find that she had a fairly sparse selection. “Only one video, which is private anyways…and a brief description. Huh, she prefers anal? Not a surprise, given what I saw last night.” 

Shrugging, Ali chose instead to create an account for himself, as well as setting Ellie as his first ever favourite model. “At least I'll be able to comment on her shows going forward. Do you think “Wallhacks69” is too nerdy?...Nah.”

Satisfied, he stood and headed towards the main room of the building in search of some breakfast. As he walked along the corridor and past Ellie's room, he paused and listened. Unable to hear any sounds or movement, he shrugged and carried on.

Reaching the main room, he saw he was not the first to arrive. Sat at the kitchen table with a bowl of cereal sat in front of her was Alana. Currently wearing a button-up shirt and skirt combination, she looked just as well dressed as she had yesterday.

She seemed to be ignoring her food however in favor of her phone, which she was currently texting on. Her legs were crossed under the table, with her foot bouncing a steady rhythm. “She must be a bit of a fidget…fair enough.”

As he entered the room properly, Alana looked up and smiled widely. “Morning Ali. Sleep well?” she asked, before she breathed out a little rapidly and shuddered, before glancing back at the phone and typing something.

Raising an eyebrow at the strange behaviour, Ali shrugged before turning towards the fridge and beginning to gather the stuff he would need to make some scrambled eggs. “Yes, thanks. You?”

“Oh, not bad. Though it took me forever to sort out my wardrobe. There just wasn't enough space!” she complained good naturedly, her voice a little breathy. Looking back around, Ali saw her looking at her phone while biting her lower lip, her face a little flush. “Is she feeling a bit under the weather?”

Before he could ask, Ellie wandered into the kitchen. She was clearly still half asleep, as she scratched her messy hair that had yet to be tamed that morning. She was also wearing what was likely her night clothes, consisting of a long shirt over some short shorts.

She made a beeline for the coffee machine, forgoing food initially. “Mornin'” she said through a massive yawn. Ali, trying to be polite, focused his eyes on the eggs he was cracking into a bowl. “Morning, still tired?” he replied, trying desperately not to think about what he saw Ellie doing just last night.

Ellie nodded, “mm-hmm. I was up late…sorting my room and stuff. Oh, making eggs?” She asked, noticing Ali start to beat the eggs with a fork. “Yup. Did you want some?” At her enthusiastic nod, he cracked several more eggs into the bowl before continuing.

Ellie made Ali a drink in return, before looking over at Alana. “Drink?” She called out. Alana started, nearly dropping her phone. “Oh…er. Yes, that would be great” she said, smiling. “With the rate her foot is tapping, I don't think she needs any more caffeine” Ali thought, but didn't say anything as he added the eggs to a pan.

Before long, they were all sat around the table with a drink and he and Ellie had a round of scrambled eggs on toast. Alana was still happily typing away at her phone, occasionally glancing up at us and then returning to her phone with a giggle. Ali and Ellie just exchanged looks, before shrugging and focusing on their food.

Just as they were finishing their meal, Mila strode in grasping several sheets of paper in her hand. “I knew I wasn't going crazy! Ali, look at this!” she said, placing the sheets down on the table. Not hearing him reply, she looked back up. “Ali…eyes further down please” she said with a teasing voice.

Ali, who had indeed been looking at the impressive cleavage that Mila had shown as she bent down, coughed and blushed, looking at what she was gesturing to. “...Sorry” he mumbled, but Mila just waved her hand in dismissal. Ellie laughing beside him was not helping his embarrassment.

“Look, these are my letters of acceptance to this place. I thought it was strange when you said you were a tenant here. Look at the second paragraph” she said, pouring to a part of the letter.

Ali leaned forwards to read it, as did Ellie. “”Please note…boys are not allowed in the property. This includes boyfriends, friends and relatives. The sole exception is your Father. Any found breaking this rule will be subject to a termination of their lease and a week's notice to move out”…huh. But.. I'm male. How does that work?” Ali said with confusion.

“Exactly! Quick, where's your acceptance letter?” Grabbing his phone and finding the email he had been sent, he brought it up before showing it to Mila. “See, it looks similar, but different. Same letting agency, but no mention of that “no males” rule” he said. Mila frowned as she read through it, but Ellie just shrugged.

“Does it matter? We're the ones who live here, and Ali has been nothing but kind. Ali smiled bashfully, but Mila shook her head. “We don't, but don't forget there's still two rooms free. If they report him to the landlord? I don't want to be kicked out, this place is too nice”

Ali frowned. “I don't want to be a problem, but I'm not sure I can find somewhere else this short notice…” Alana giggled from the other side of the table, prompting the others to look at her. Feeling their eyes in her, she looked up and paused her foot tapping. “...yes?” she asked hesitantly.

Mila rolled her eyes. “Must you do that here when we have a problem on our hands?” Alana tucked her hair behind her ear before placing her phone down on the table. “What can I do about it? I for one vote that Ali stays” she said, winking at him.

Before a decision could be made, a knock at the door interrupted them. Glancing at each other, Ellie decided to stand and move over to it. She opened the door, keeping the chain across the gap. “Yes? Can I help you?”

“Hello. My name is Kristina. I’m your Landlady. I just wanted to see how you were all settling in…” came the voice of an older lady from the other side.

Eyes widening, each of the individuals in the kitchen looked at each other. “Shit…quick, under here!” Mila whispered, before pushing him beneath the kitchen table, before taking his place at the table. Thankfully, the table could not be seen from the front door at this angle.

Ellie, having glanced back into the room to see Ali disappear underneath, looked back to Kristina. “Oh, we're doing well, thanks for asking!” she said with plenty of cheer.

After a slightly awkward pause, Katrina continued. “Good…may I come in? I just wish to check a few things. I'm sure you understand.” Ellie felt a bead of sweat roll down her brow. “Of course, let me just take the chain off” before she closed the door.

Looking at the others, she panicked and mouthed “What do we do?!” Mila just gestured to the door before pointing at the table “Nothing you can do. It's her house. Best just let her in briefly” Mila mouthed back.

Ellie nodded, gathered her smile once more, before removing the chain and opening the door once more. “Sorry about that, the chains a bit sticky…”

Entering the room, Katrina looked around and nodded to Ellie. “I'll be sure to get that checked” she said as she moved around to see the dining area.

 Beneath the table, Ali was dealing with his own problems. First, he was not a small guy, so trying to remain hidden could prove to be a problem. Second, he was accurately aware of the fact that he was now very close to both girls' lower half.

While Mila was wearing somewhat conservative shorts, Alana's skirt was riding a little high up her thighs, revealing her long and toned legs. Her legs were still currently crossed, but this means he had her foot basically bouncing in his face.

He watched as Katrina entered and saw her legs walk around to opposite the others at the table. Feeling he had to do something to prevent getting kicked in the face, he reached up with one hand and held her foot still in front of him. Alana shuddered a little, before choosing to uncross her legs and place her foot back on the ground.

It was as she did so that several things became apparent. First, was that Alana was not wearing any underwear…second was that there was a gentle buzzing sound coming from right between her legs! Looking to the source, Ali's eyes widened as he took in the sight of a small pink tail of a Lovense sticking out, clearly flashing and vibrating away softly.

Despite this massive distraction, he heard Katrina continued to speak above him. “Hello girls. Only three of you? I was expecting another…” exchanging looks, Mila shook her head. “Nope, just us three so far.”

Katrina nodded, “I guess Alison Smith was delayed. No matter. I just came to let you know that your other roommates will not be making it until a fortnight into the semester. Try not to get too comfortable with the extra space.”

The girls just nodded. As they did, Alana's phone dinged and vibrated on the table from its face down position. What noone other than Alana and Ali realised was that this coincided with an increase in the vibrations that she was getting from her Lovense. He watched, amazed, as Alana’s legs shuddered and a rivulet of wetness leaked out of her pussy, dripping down her leg, into the chair and to the floor!

Above, Alana was doing an admirable job of keeping a straight face. “Yes, thanks for checking in with us. If you don't mind, I should check that” she said as she gestured to her phone, which was still vibrating.

Katrina rolled her eyes before moving towards the door. “Of course, don't let me keep you from your…important duties. Kids these days…” As she reached the door, Ellie followed close behind. She stopped just before exiting and looked over her shoulder. “And remember, no guys allowed” she said before heading out the door.

Ellie closed the door a little harder than strictly polite, before reattaching the chain. All present breathed a sigh of relief. “That was a close one…Ok, I think you can come out now” Mila said, while nudging Ali with her foot.

Ali, still staring at the growing pool underneath Alana’s legs and chair, started and hit his head on the top of the table. Hearing giggling from Ellie, he clambered out from underneath rubbing his head and cursing softly.

“You ok? You look a little red there” Ellie asked, tilting her head in question. “Yeah, yeah. Just a little warm under there is all.” Ali mumbled.

Mila had taken a thoughtful look. “Well, that might explain it. What's your last name Ali” she asked. Alistair's eyes widened in realization. “Smith. I must have been mixed up with this “Alison Smith” she mentioned.

Mila nodded “I suspect so. Question is, what do we do about it?” Ellie returned to the table, taking a seat. “I say we do nothing. We know Ali is ok, and this Alison might not be…besides, she hasn't turned up yet, right? Perhaps she dropped out and didn't tell anyone?”

Alana leaned forward, having now picked up her phone and typing on it once more. “I agree. Besides, who else would I tease about being a nerd?” she joked, winking at him with a flushed face. “That makes a lot more sense now…still can't believe she's sat here literally vibing with us…”

Mila sighed, then shook her head with a smile. “Fine, I'm game. We'll have to be careful though.” Ellie cheered, and Ali sighed in relief. “Thanks girls. I don't know what I would do otherwise.”

Ellie jumped up from the table. “This calls for a celebration! Mila, help me go to the shops?” Mila raised a brow “Sure. Why me though?” Ellie was now heading back towards her room. “Ali can't go, what if the dragon lady is still around? Plus, Alana looks like she's coming down with something. Just give me five minutes to change.”

Mila sighed, before also getting up. “Alana’s not…whatever. I'll be ready” as she too headed towards her room. Left alone with Alana, he initially attempted to avoid eye contact, focusing instead on his now lukewarm coffee.

Now that he knew what to listen out for, he could hear the soft buzzing of her vibe even now. Finally braving a glance upwards, he saw Alana resting her head on her hands while looking straight at him. “Enjoy the show, Ali?” she said with a teasing smile.

Ali blinked in surprise. Not wanting to give Alana the satisfaction of teasing him, he looked her straight in the eyes. “I might have. Might need a repeat to be sure.”

Alana smiled wider before standing up from the table and stalking around to his side. Leaning down towards him, Ali felt his pulse quicken. “Is she going to?..” However, before she got too close, she paused and whispered into his ear.

“Stick around here…you just might get a repeat.” Standing back up, Alana turned and walked back towards her room. The extra sway of her hips was obvious…as was the trail of wetness down the inside of her legs.

Ali watched her disappear, before finally releasing the breath he had been holding. “One thing is for sure…I'm not going to be bored staying here.” As he looked back to where Alana had been sitting, he sighed. “I'd better clear that up before the others see, huh.”