Flash Friendzy
The sound of Mary’s bed loudly squeaking greeted Charlotte when she opened the door to their shared apartment. Charlotte rolled her eyes in disgust, hung her keys, and pulled off her sneakers. Sure enough, she could hearing moaning coming from her roommate’s room. “C’mon, Mary. Every day this week?” Charlotte muttered to herself. Yeah, it was the still the honeymoon phase between Mary and Hector, but Charlotte has barely gotten any quality time with her best friend since they started dating a month ago.
The kitchen only increased her foul mood. Even though she had expected it as soon as she entered and heard the couple’s sex noises, it still infuriated Charlotte to see. Plates were piled high in the sink, and debris was scattered about from what was evidently an elaborate home cooked meal. Mary had promised to be more considerate after Charlotte complained to her a few days ago. Mary had also promised a girls’ night with takeout and a movie. Mary was getting very good at breaking promises to everyone but Hector. With a snarl, Charlotte grabbed a yogurt cup from the fridge, found a clean spoon, and stormed off to her room to eat by herself. She wasn’t sure if the two lovers heard her slamming her door, but she hoped they did.
“I’m such a fool,” she ranted to herself, not caring if anyone overheard. “I should have known!” Charlotte really thought this time would be different. Her grad school classmates had invited her out for drinks that evening, but she had turned them down because of her plans with Mary. And now Charlotte was stuck in her room, with nothing to do but stew about why her best friend had changed so much for such a slob. Mary was such a gem, how could she settle for such a mediocre partner? Charlotte glared at her backpack through her tears. Since her plans had fallen through, she should study, but how could she when she could clearly hear cries of pleasure from the bedroom next to hers? She’d done poorly on her last presentation because she was tired and distracted, and blamed Mary for keeping her up with a marathon sex session. “Fuck!” she exclaimed in a loud voice.
The noises in the next room fell blessedly quiet. Charlotte ripped open the yogurt cup, fell into her bed, and pulled out her phone. She knew she ought to do something other than doomscroll social media, but she couldn’t muster the energy to do anything else. Instinctively, she opened her Flash Friendzy app and saw the notification that Mary had played quite a bit this afternoon. Why not play, too, Charlotte thought to herself. It’s the closest we get to talking these days.
Charlotte had a sudden thought; it was Hector that introduced Mary to the app, back before he and Mary got together. Then Mary had shared it with Charlotte. In a fit of pique, she closed the app to find something else to scroll. Back on her homepage, she thoughtlessly clicked open the Flash Friendzy app again. She realized what she had just done, and sighed, exasperated with herself. Whatever, she thought, opening up the shared stream with Mary, wondering if she could even match with her roommate anymore.
Charlotte clicked on the first post, a woman in a low-cut bodycon dress drinking a cocktail. Normally, she’d just skip a thirst trap and move on, but that dress and makeup were so well done that she gave it a double thumbs up. The screen flashed, indicating that Mary had given it the same rating. Charlotte grinned in triumph and clicked to the next post. She recognized the picture as that famous library in Dublin. Charlotte gave it single thumbs up, but apparently Mary had given it a thumbs down. The miss was a little disappointing to Charlotte, but she knew that Mary had lost interest in architecture, so it wasn’t a surprise. Next was a boastful post from an investment bro. Charlotte gave it a double thumbs down as fast as she could, and the screen flashed that Mary had done the same.
Charlotte smiled, enjoying herself despite her earlier temper. She felt the flow as she swiped through. Mary must have been at this for hours to rate this many posts. A picture popped up of two attractive girls in tiny bikinis on beautiful beach. Charlotte smirked, acknowledging that it was dumb to compare herself to that kind of thing, but gave it a double thumbs up anyway. Mary was into that kind of media lately, and besides, the girls were really hot. The game rewarded her with a flashing screen and more points. Charlotte didn’t even notice her other hand tucked under her shirt, caressing her skin. A few more points and she could unlock a skip card, which would let her rate posts first for a limited time. Or she could save the points and get a new power up. She didn’t even mind when Mary’s bed started squeaking again; it just meant that her friend was distracted and Charlotte could get through the backlog and ahead of her tonight.
Charlotte scolded herself the next morning for wasting the whole night on social media. When she woke up, she was still in her clothes from the day before and felt gross and sticky. She checked her phone, noticed the battery was dead, and plugged it in. Then she checked her clock. “Dammit,” she cursed quietly. She had forty minutes to get to a voluntary workshop for her master’s program, but she really needed more rest. First things first, she stripped out of her old clothes and threw them into the hamper, then wrapped herself in a towel. Normally she would wear pyjamas to get to their shared bathroom, but Charlotte didn’t feel like pulling out clean clothes just to put them away again. She tiptoed quietly through the living room and got to the shower without mishap. When she was done, she realized she forgot her change of clothes in her bedroom and had to sneak past Mary’s door in only her towel a second time. The risk of being caught by Mary, or worse yet, Hector, made Charlotte blush in embarrassment and a little bit of thrill.
Hector and Mary were snuggled up on the couch watching a movie when Charlotte got home. At least they’re not fucking this time, Charlotte thought to herself. Yet, she amended, noticing that Mary was making out with Hector. “Ahem,” she cleared her throat quietly to alert the couple she was there. They seemed oblivious, still kissing each other. Charlotte stood silently in the foyer, increasingly frustrated as she watched the way they caressed each other. She bit her lip, awkward and indecisive, unsure about interrupting them, her hand moving on her body in an absent-minded imitation of Hector’s on Mary. Then, after another minute, Hector pulled off Mary’s shirt. “Ahem!” Charlotte repeated, louder.
Mary jumped, her expression startled. Charlotte couldn’t help but ire how good Mary’s looked wearing only a lacy, red bra. It looked great against her skin, giving her a sexy glow. “Charlotte! I didn’t realize you were home! Sorry for the display!” Mary said, although she did nothing to cover herself up.
“Don’t worry about it,” Charlotte replied automatically. “I just got back in.” It was a struggle to raise her eyes to meet Mary’s, when all she wanted to do was stare at Mary’s breasts. Her midriff looked great, too. How much time is Mary spending at the gym? Is that why I don’t see her anymore? She questioned.
“Hi, Charlotte,” Hector chimed in, “it’s good to see you. Were interested in watching a show?” He gestures vaguely at the TV, pretending that’s what he meant.
“Hector,” Mary reproved him, although she giggled.
“What? Do you think she wants an interactive show, instead?” Hector asked with fake innocence.
“Hector!” Mary was trying hard to be scolding, but being shirtless and flushed with arousal robbed her of the dignity she needed for it work. Instead, she sounded playful. “Do I have to spank you?”
“I thought you preferred to receive rather than give,” Hector teased Mary back.
Mary turned beat red and covered her face with her hands. “Get into my bedroom, now!” She ordered him.
“Of course!” He responded enthusiastically. “That was the my plan all along.” He took Mary by the elbow and pulled her along. “See you later, Charlotte!” He called back as he closed the door behind them.
Charlotte just stood flat-footed in the hallway, confused and upset. Part of her was mad at Hector for being so crass. Part of her was irritated at Mary for being so shameless and for getting together with him in the first place. And she was angry at herself for staying quiet during Hector’s thinly veiled proposition. She didn’t want to it to herself that she’d stayed quiet because she was considering it. Or that she felt guilty for being a voyeur and enjoying watching them make out.
In a few jerky strides, Charlotte entered her room and closed the door behind her. She pulled off her skirt and blouse and tossed them in her hamper, then looked down at her plain, beige bra. She felt ashamed about how boring it looked. Especially compared to what Mary was wearing these days. Maybe that’s how Mary had gotten a steady boyfriend while Charlotte was still struggling with a series of disappointing first dates. Even if Hector looked like he was forty and overweight, it was obvious how enthusiastic he was for Mary. As if on cue, Mary’s bed started squeaking.
“Not again!” Charlotte groaned, falling into her bed and pulling out her phone. She opened Flash Friendzy and started swiping through. The first picture was a girl with a familiar bra; it was the same as the one Mary was wearing. Charlotte saved the link to the vendor, then gave it a double thumbs up. The screen flashed. Charlotte smiled, satisfied that she could still match her friend. The next picture was also a gorgeous girl, this time wearing a sheer, blue teddy. Charlotte felt discontented with her underwear, and stripped out of her bra with her free hand. Instead of tossing it into the hamper, she threw it into the bin. It was one of her newer bras, and her student stipend left her with a tiny budget, but she’d find a way to get a more comfortable one. Double thumbs up on the girl wearing the teddy, a flashing screen and extra points, and onward.
A half hour later, Charlotte paused for a moment with a frown. Tonight’s posts were almost exclusively young, pretty women displaying themselves in tiny scraps of cloth. Usually she would get cute animal videos or some pompous commentary on geopolitics. She idly caressed her breast as she thought about it. Actually, it made sense; the algorithm was feeding her and Mary the kind of content they responded to. Of course it was zeroing in on the things that got a double thumbs up, and right now, that was mostly girls in scandalous outfits. She settled back into bed, one hand holding the phone that was flashing those delightful pictures into her face, the other hand creeping into her panties, all the while listening to the sound of her roommate moaning in ecstasy through the thin walls.
It took longer than it ought to have for Charlotte to rouse herself. The morning light streamed through the window, luminous on her bare skin. She blinked blearily, trying to figure out why she was naked in bed with her phone battery dead. She took a few moments to collect herself, then plugged her phone in. Her fingers rubbed her temples, and she grimaced. Ok, I screwed up again last night, she thought to herself. I shouldn’t dwell on it, thought, because self-recrimination won’t help. These games are designed to be addictive, but I’m the only one in control of my habits. She still felt groggy, and decided to go splash some water on her face.
Charlotte was halfway across when she realized she was nude in the common area. She let out a little squeak, then scampered the rest of the way to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She looked at herself in the mirror, blushing with embarrassment and excitement. Charlotte was proud of the body in the reflection, her trim waist, her perky breasts. Still, if Mary was spending more time in the gym, maybe she should her. Yeah, a demanding course load made it tough, but surely she could find some extra time. Charlotte washed get face with cold water, finally waking all the way up. Then she cautiously cracked open the bedroom door to check if the way was still clear. No one was in the common area, so she scurried back to her room, giggling a little at her boldness.
“Pompous, arrogant, presumptuous, pig-headed asshole!” Charlotte shouted as she closed the front door behind her.
“I hope you don’t mean me,” called back Hector from where he was sitting on the couch, playing a video game.
“Oh, hi Hector. I didn’t know you were here,” Charlotte was a bit taken aback. Since when did Hector hang out alone in their living room? And when did they get a PlayStation? “No, no, I was talking about one of my project team . He told me my contribution was disappointing, and that he planned to redo it and inform the professor.” Truthfully, though Charlotte would never it it out loud, she knew her work the past few weeks was below her standards. That made the criticism sting worse.
“Oh, yeah, he’s a dick,” Hector agreed, pausing the game and looking over. He was only wearing his boxers, and Charlotte briefly wondered how his dick looked underneath the thin layer of clothing. She shook her head to snap out of it.
“Thanks,” she responded gratefully, happy that somebody was taking her side, as unjustified as she was. Why couldn’t her other teammates have been kinder during the progress review?
“No problem,” he replied, turning back to his game. “Hey, grab me a beer from the fridge, would you?”
Charlotte nodded, then replied verbally since he wasn’t looking, “Sure, Hector.”
“Sorry about the mess,” he said as she walked into the kitchen. Once again, bowls, plates, silverware, and pans were everywhere. “I’ll have Mary clean it up when she gets home.”
Charlotte brought him his beer back. “Couldn’t you clean it?” she asked tentatively.
Hector chuckled, “I guess, but that wouldn’t make much sense. It’s your girls’ place, after all.”
Charlotte giggled along, though she wasn’t sure what was so funny. “Where is Mary anyway?”
Hector shrugged, “At the gym, with some friends from the club.”
“What club? Rocket club? I thought she quit. When the officers weren’t too busy ogling her, they were trying to mansplain the Tsiolkovsky rocket equation to her, as if she didn’t have a Master’s in orbital mechanics.”
“No, no, not that club,” Hector replied with some amusement. “She’s been exploring changing careers, actually, and ed a few clubs to see which one is the best fit.”
Charlotte was utterly mystified, and a little hurt, “She didn’t say anything about that to me. How long has it been going on?”
Hector waved a hand dismissively. “A week or two,” he said, “I’m sure she’ll want your thoughts, but both of you have been busy.”
Charlotte was crestfallen, and a little resentful. Mary was the one who kept cancelling on her, who was too busy fucking her boyfriend to spend any time with her roommate. And now, when Charlotte needed a bit of , May was nowhere to be found. Some of her feelings must have shown on her face, because Hector paused the game and looked at her. “I don’t want to overstep, but you seem a little upset. Why don’t you take a break from things this afternoon. You can go shopping at the mall.” Charlotte rocked on her feet, indecisive. He stood up and went to his pants, on the floor in Mary’s room, ruffling through them. He came back, pulling a bill from his wallet. “Here’s $100. Go have fun.”
“What? Hector, no, I can’t accept this from you!” Charlotte protested weakly.
“Why not? I can afford it, and Mary said you’ve been looking at new outfits online. Go distract yourself from your problems for an afternoon. They’ll still be there later, but maybe you’ll be in a better mood to tackle them.”
Charlotte wavered a little more, then gave in and took the money. “Thanks, Hector,” she said shyly. Maybe she’d been uncharitable to him earlier. Yeah, he was older, and spending his free time hanging out in the apartment of a couple college girls in their mid twenties. But Charlotte supposed that if a man had the opportunity to hang out with girls as pretty as her and Mary would, he would. And Hector was more generous and caring than Charlotte had realized.
“No problem. Go buy something cute,” Hector said and returned to his video game.
Charlotte readied herself to leave to the mall, but paused at a disquieting thought. Was it ok that Hector apparently knew her social media habits, and what kind of posts she liked? It seemed a little invasive. She put the money into her wallet, then shrugged. His advice about putting off thinking about hard things was appealing. She’d worry about it all later. Right now, there was shopping to do.
Charlotte was chagrined as she sifted through all the new underwear in her dresser. She had gone overboard at the mall, and spent much more than the $100 Hector had given her. At least I love my whole new, more stylish wardrobe, she thought to herself. She’d relied on the trends and fashions she’d been seeing on her social media feed to pick out outfits at the mall, and it had felt incredibly gratifying. I just wish I had someone to show it off to. Hector and Mary were already in their bedroom by the time Charlotte got home. There was no sense interrupting them, unless she wanted to them. Charlotte shivered at the thought, pinching her bare, hard nipples.
Eventually, she gave up on picking out underwear to wear and just got into bed, naked. Yes, her new lingerie was sexy, but she wanted an audience to appreciate the way it presented her body. And then the way her body looked underneath it all. Charlotte giggled to herself and opened up Flash Friendzy. “Oh, Mary, you’re being so naughty,” she whispered, stroking her slit to the short videos her roommate had watched in the app. A girl wearing only an apron, pearls, and heels, cleaning the kitchen while her man relaxed. Double thumbs up, and the screen flashed a match. Two girls in matching sheer negligee, making out with each other and putting on a show for a man. Double thumbs up, and a flashing screen and reward points. A girl sending a topless photo of herself to a labeled as ‘Master’. Super hot, double thumbs up, flashing screen, and some more fantasizing and masturbating while she listened to her roommate getting pounded through the thin walls.
Mary caught Charlotte trying to sneak naked back to her room after her morning shower. “Eep!” Charlotte squeaked, rushing the rest of the way and trying to close the door behind her.
“Wait! Wait! Charlotte!” Mary called after her, gently tapping on the door. “Please let me in, I just want to talk.”
Charlotte took a moment to wrap herself in a towel, then red-faced with embarrassment and excitement, let her best friend into her room. “I’m sorry Mary, I don’t know what I was thinking!” She began, stuttering.
“About what? Being naked in your home? I don’t care about that.” Mary said, reassuring her with a sweet smile. “I’m hardly wearing much more than you are.” It was true, Charlotte noticed. Mary was wearing a white mesh bra with decorative roses stitched into it; her areolas and nipples kept peeking through. Shiny rhinestones twinkled on the bottom hem. Her matching bikini briefs showed off how trimmed and neat her pubic hair was, and Charlotte felt herself blushing even more as she stared at her gorgeous roommate.
Mary continued, oblivious to Charlotte’s reaction. “I just wanted to ask you to put a little more effort into showing yourself. Hector likes it when a girl is dressed up like a present for him to unwrap.” Mary ran her hands along her side to demonstrate. “He told me you went shopping for new clothes, and I know you’ve been browsing the same outfits as me. Just, dress up a little for him.”
Charlotte was speechless. Surely Mary wasn’t asking her to dress in sexy lingerie for her boyfriend. On the other hand, she’d been streaking to and from their shared bathroom lately, so wouldn’t it be more appropriate than her current behaviour?
“Here, let me help!” Mary enthused, standing up and opening Charlotte’s underwear drawer. “Oh, your new undies are so cute!” she frowned thoughtfully before pulling out a lilac bodysuit made of satin and elastane. “Here, put this on. It’ll pair well with your hair.” The bodysuit was long sleeved, it’s only concession to modesty. The arms had practically more coverage than the rest of the outfit put together. It was a high cut thong; the front of her outfit was essentially a small strip of cloth from her crotch to her navel. Above her tummy, it widened to cover her chest, but the neckline showed plenty of cleavage. The bottom was a string between her cheeks, leaving her whole ass exposed. The back had a small string across it to hold it together behind her shoulders, but otherwise it scooped all the way down to the small of her back.
Charlotte knew her face was flaming red while she ively dropped the towel and started dressing herself under Mary’s watchful eyes. She could feel her heart racing with excitement. Even though she wasn’t into girls, this was the must turned on she’d ever felt in her life. Mary finished doing the ties and smiled at her. “How do you feel?” Mary asked.
“Like I’m on display,” Charlotte confessed, standing awkwardly in front of her roommate.
“Hands down. There’s no point in trying to hide anything. You are on display, and that outfit makes you look like a wet dream. Let’s go show Hector!” Mary ordered.
Hector was eating cereal at the kitchen table in his boxers when the girls stepped into the common area. He glanced up from his phone, then did a double take and grinned widely. “Hi Charlotte! Did you finally decide to us?” he asked, almost mockingly.
“Hi Hector. Ummm,” Charlotte paused, then looked at Mary for help.
“Yes sir, she thought you might like looking at more of her body,” Mary contributed.
“Well, she’s right. Do a little twirl for me, Charlotte. Let me see all of you.” Charlotte complied and when she finished, Hector was giving her a predatory leer. “Perfect, just as good as I’d fantasized. You girls will be keep me happy for a long time.” Charlotte was a little confused, but Hector’s praise helped her feel better and she shyly smiled in return. “Go make me some coffee, Mary. And Charlotte, grab me your phone. It’s about time you accept my connection request on Flash Friendzy.”
Dropping out of school had been the right decision, Charlotte decided. Hector was always correct, of course, but now she could see why. It was way less stressful without having to worry about grades and projects and paying for her textbooks. Instead, she had a closet full of beautiful clothes that she updated regularly, fun new gym buddies to help her stay in awesome shape, and a new job at the strip club that paid better than graduate work ever had. Her relationship with Mary was the strongest it had ever been, too! Hector let them slept together all the time, even when he was entertaining another girl alone in his room. When Hector told her to move into Mary’s room, it just felt like the right fit.
It was Mary’s turn to cook and serve supper tonight. Charlotte finished cleaning the kitchen, then took off her apron and stepped carefully to stand next to her bedmate. Hector had assured her that she’d get used to always wearing heels, and he was always right, so Charlotte kept practicing. Both Charlotte and Mary were dressed identically tonight, in black lace shelf bras, black lace crotchless panties, and black stiletto heels. Identical gold body chains completed the look.
Mary took Charlotte’s hand and squeezed it warmly, while they waited for Hector to acknowledge them. Hector looked up from his latest bite of steak and smiled at them. “Ok girls, give me a show. And get yourselves all warmed and lubed up for me. We’re going to have fun tonight.”
Mary and Charlotte squealed with delight, dropped to their knees, and started making out. Charlotte felt Mary’s fingers start to rub her bare labia, and moaned as she kissed her girlfriend. She knew better than to cum yet, though, they had to wait for Hector. She made sure to be as wanton and lewd as possible to entice the man; she couldn’t wait for him to in!