[TAM: Evening the Odds] Chapters 26 & 27. (Patreon)

Chapter 26: Texting with Emma and Megan.

Just a bit later that night, as I checked my laptop to make sure my porn folder was safely locked behind a password like I made sure of before I let Megan use it, I heard the sound of my phone. It’s a message from Emma.

-Emma: Hey love. How was tutoring today?

-David: Pretty good. Those girls are better than they think. They just need to catch up to where everyone’s at and they’ll be fine on their own.

-Emma: Julia says that they’re too dedicated to soccer and neglected their studies in high school.

-David: Yeah, I figured it was something like that.

-Emma: What are you doing now?

-David: Do you really want to know?

-Emma: Of course! Why, is it something naughty? ;)

-David: Yes, actually. I’m browsing through my porn collection.

-Emma: Oh.

There’s something of a long pause.

-Emma: Do you watch a lot of porn?

-David: Not as much as I used to. You’re far sexier than any porn star.

-Emma: Don’t say stuff like that! You’re gonna make me excited and you’re not here to help!

-David: I could send you a couple of pictures if you’d like.

Another, slightly longer pause.

-Emma: I’d love that, but it’s dangerous to have them on my phone, isn’t it?

-David: You can save them to your computer. I’ll teach you how to put a password on a folder.

-Emma: Okay then. My, this is really exciting! Should I send some too?

-David: Nothing would make me happier.

So… I didn’t think how embarrassing actually taking pictures of myself would be. Never been one to take selfies and stuff, much less taking provocative pictures of myself. I went to the bathroom to take them in front of the mirror. Still, the great thing about sending naked pictures to my girlfriend is getting some in return. She sent me some pictures of her flashing her beautiful tits, spreading her legs and touching herself. I wasted no time making a backup on my computer and locking the folder behind a password.

-Emma: Thank you! Alright. I’m going to sleep. You do the same, ok? Goodnight, love.

-David: Goodnight, Emma. Dream of me, okay?

Emma: Always :)

Again, my head was all over the place. Exchanging nudes with Emma just a while after… After having a moment with Megan and feeling happy about it. And before I could think on it further… 

-Megan: Hey.

A message from Megan herself. I had exchanged numbers with both her and Emily. I’d nearly forgotten. 

I felt my heartbeat getting faster as I looked at the message. What did she want to talk about? I told myself she probably just had a math question or something like that. Of course, I knew it was more likely it wasn’t about school at all.

-David: Hey. What’s up?

-Megan: Nothing.

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-Megan: So… about today…

There was a long pause in the conversation. Part of it was on me, I admit. I didn’t know what to say about it. Wasn’t even sure what that was. Since she wasn’t writing either, I had to guess was either waiting for me to reply or feeling the same way I did. Couldn’t leave her waiting any longer.

-David: Sorry. I don’t know what came over me.

-Megan: I’m just really confused. I want to know what it meant.

-David: It meant that I think you’re pretty. Very, very pretty.

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-Megan: Emily is prettier than me.

-David: Would you rather I look at Emily then?

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-Megan: I didn’t say that.

-David: I’m sorry. I’m also very confused. At first I was just happy that you two didn’t hate me. But now…

-Megan: Now?

-David: Things are different.

-Megan: How are they different?

-David: Do I really need to answer that?

-Megan: Yes.

-Megan: Please.

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-David: I think I’m starting to fall for you.

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-Megan: Emily as well?

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-David: I think so.

-Megan: What are you going to do?

-David: I don’t know. I was just content with the three of us getting closer. I don’t want to screw that up.

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-David: Am I wrong in thinking that?

Megan: I don’t think so.

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-Megan: I know we haven’t been very vocal about it, but… Emily and I really like you.

-Megan: I mean, as a friend. I think Emily saw you doing bad in P.E. and, well, thought you were a loser.

-David: I don’t blame her.

-Megan: But then we saw you were serious about getting in shape, and you’re even helping us with our studies. You’re really smart, and… We… I don’t want to lose what we have now, either.

-David: It makes me really happy that you say that.

-Megan: Can we… talk tomorrow? At lunch?

-David: Yeah. I think we should.

Megan: Rooftop?

-David: It’ll be cold.

-Megan: Yeah, so?

-David: Rooftop then. Goodnight?

-Megan: Goodnight. Sleep well.

[Grant, Megan - Affection Score: 54 / Love Score: 30]

And even after admitting all that, her love score still went up.

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Chapter 27: Face to face with Megan.

I was already on the rooftop, sitting on the one bench there was, waiting for Megan. I was getting a little restless. It had been ten minutes since the lunch hour bell rang. I couldn’t believe Megan had gotten cold feet, so I wondered what could be delaying her, but she arrived just as I was having those thoughts.

“I’m so sorry! I thought it’d be best if we talked alone, but I couldn’t think of anything to say to Emily,” she explained, genuinely apologetic about the delay.

“It’s okay,” I said. “What did you tell her?”

“Nothing. I was lucky enough that the chemistry teacher wanted to talk to her, so they went to her office.” Megan grimaced. “I feel bad. This is the first time I’ve kept anything from her.”

She seemed nervous as she sat next to me, but I admit I got happy when I noticed there’s very little distance between us. Despite it all, Megan wanted to be close instead of increasing the distance. That had to mean something.

Finally, after some moments of awkward silence, she spoke. “Did I bother you yesterday?”

“Not at all, but the conversation did make it harder to fall asleep.” I smiled sheepishly at her and she returned the same smile.

“Me too. I… had a lot on my mind.” She sighed heavily, gripping her knees. “Is it stupid that I’m making this much of a fuss over us… just looking at each other.”

“Can’t say. Can you look me in the eyes and feel the same as you did yesterday?” I asked, looking at her.

Her eyes started looking directly at mine, but she turned around before they could fully meet. “Point taken,” she said with a short, nervous giggle.

I sighed. This was nerve-wracking. I already had a girlfriend. A gorgeous woman that loved me from head to toes. Yet nothing I’d told Megan had been a lie. I was really falling for her and Emily. What I hadn’t told her was that I wanted them all because I’m apparently a greedy bastard.

“Yesterday, you asked me how I felt about you and Emily. Now it’s your turn,” I told her.

“I… I think I’m falling for you as well.” Megan shyly admitted, fidgeting in place and unable to meet my eyes. It took me by surprise. Didn’t expect her to say it outright. “But I… Look, I’ve always gone to all-girls schools. Always. What’s more, I… I’ve known Emily since middle school. We’ve been playing soccer together since then.” She sighed softly and pursed her lips. “You told me how you felt about Emily, so it’s fair I do the same. I… I’ve been in love with Emily since high school.”

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Oh.

“Oh.” I voiced my extremely coherent thoughts. There was a brief silence as Megan let me process this… information. “You’re together then?” I asked to clarify.

Megan slowly shook her head. “I’ve never told her. We’ve never talked about it, but I don’t think Emily’s into girls.” She looked downcast, but tried to hide it behind a small smile.

“So in the end we’re both very confused,” I said.

“Pretty much,” she answered.

“Are you… sure about me though?” I asked, and while I felt I should elaborate, Megan picked up on the meaning of my question immediately.

“I always thought I was a lesbian. Until I met you, that is.” She giggled shyly and softly, her mood improving just a little bit. “I had never spent this much time with a guy before.”

“That makes me feel lucky I came to Hayes,” I told her. She finally turned to me and gave me an honest smile. I looked at her and stared into her eyes. She hesitated to meet them at first, but then she did, and there was a beautiful silence.

Once more, our faces inched closer without us noticing. Eventually, our noses touched, but we didn't pull apart. I leaned my forehead against Megan’s. She reciprocated and we stayed there for a few minutes.

“I think it’s you who should make the decision. Emily is clearly too important to you for me to get between you two. I’ll accept whatever you decide,” I told her, breaking the silence.

“Okay,” she whispered, nodding slowly against your forehead. “Thank you.”

“That said… Maybe you should explore all your options before making that decision?” I asked her. 

You hear the faint sound of her swallowing before she answers. “Yeah.”

Her lips brushed against mine, and when I noticed she didn’t pull away, I pushed forward. I pressed my lips firmly against hers and caught her moaning softly in pleasure.

“That’s… my first kiss,” she told me with a shy smile.

“Sorry I stole it?” I smiled, uncertain.

She shook her head. “It was… really nice.” She smiled excitedly. “Can we do that again?”

“I can’t say no.” I was too happy to oblige. I met her soft, pink lips once again, but this time I took my hand and placed it on the nape of her neck. After a few minutes, I dared to try and slip my tongue in. When it touched her lips she got startled, but then quickly and eagerly let me in. I explored the inside of her mouth, our tongues meeting for the first time in a wet, tender greeting. Soft, excited moans escaped her.

“I didn’t know kissing could feel this good,” she said when she broke the kiss to catch her breath. Her cheeks were red and she seemed surprised by the new experience, yet she smiled and licked her lips.

“Nah, I’m just that good,” I joked, giving her a playful smirk. She lightly pushed my shoulder, laughing.

This next time she leaned in on her own. She must’ve been getting a little aroused thanks to the Great Kisser trait, and it was noticeable by the intensity of her breathing. She held onto my shoulders as our tongues played inside her mouth again.

The excitement in my chest, the pure feeling of happiness that washed over me as we made out… It renewed my motivation to continue down this path. This feeling was worth the risk.