A week after Harry moved in, I had felt a little better. Especially after I threw all of Daniels stuff into the garbage.

Harry was actually a good roommate, making breakfast and dinner for me, cleaning and just genuinely being helpful. Especially every time I broke down crying over the fact that I had to see my family in a few weeks and all I could think about is the questions I would get asked about what happened between Daniel and me.

His only flaw was how long he took in the shower and the fact that he was half-naked around the house all the time. Which didn't necessarily bother me but it was weird. I felt really bad for the amazon prime guy getting a whole look at Harry's ass as he signed a package and his towel dropped.

I'm getting Harry a robe for Christmas.

Today I was having a wine night with my friends Ashleigh and Sara, they were the most amazing people I knew, but can be brutally honest.

I showed up at Sara's house with a bottle and knocked on the door. She pulled it back to reveal her shirt that read “wine time!” on it. Her hair pulled back into a bun and a bottle opener in one of her hands. It's safe to say she got excited more than I did.

I don't know what about me screamed “I'm hurting” but she instantly knew something was up, dragging me inside and walking with me to her kitchen to get me a glass.

“What's wrong, girl? You look like you're frustrated?” she looked me up and down.

“Daniel and I broke up.” I shrugged.

“What? Oh honey.” her arms embraced me just as Ashleigh walked in, drying her hands on her shirt looking confused as to the scene in front of her.

“What's going on?” Sara pulled back and told her and suddenly I was being held by two sets of arms.

We poured ourselves some glasses and took a seat on Sara's black couch, sipping on wine and eating cheese.

You know, adult stuff.

“So what happened? You guys seemed great.” Ashleigh asked me.

“We were, I guess I've been busy and well, Harry got dumped the other night and I went to pick him up at a bar with his friend. So he slept on my couch and I canceled with Daniel but he went off about how I'm always canceling dates and I'm bad in bed and he said I was boring.” they both gasped. “I mean I don't do butt stuff and suddenly I'm a prude. Is everyone doing butt stuff? Am I late to a party?"

Ashleigh shrugged but Sara smacked her arm shaking her head as they both turned back to me. “No! He's a dick.”

“I know, I mean Harry and I are friends and he acts like it's the end of the world if I talk to him or hug him.” The two shared a look and I quickly gasped at their reaction, “what?”

“Hon, you know we are on your side but Harry is a major threat in the looks department. If I was dating a gorgeous girl like you who had a gorgeous guy like Harry as a best friend and I looked like Daniel, I would be threatened.” I sighed. “Obviously he's not into you or you into him, but still.” Sara tried to reason.

“Wait he's still an asshole for saying your boring in the sack,” Ashleigh complained. “Fuck him, he sucks."

“I don't know, maybe he's right. I used to be so crazy back in the day and I grew up. My wild moves aren't so wild anymore. Besides that, I don't think I'm sexy.” they both laughed at that, shaking their heads.

Ashleigh stopped and gasped, “Oh honey you're joking. You are so beautiful and I bet you look good naked.”

“You have nice boobs and a big butt, you're hot," Sara said too.

We all need friends like this in our lives.

“I don't know, I just feel like I'm so inexperienced and awkward.” Sara shook her head getting up to get another bottle while Ashleigh scooted over and looked at me weirdly. “What?”

“Do you masturbate?” I nodded.

"Is the sky blue?"

“How often and with what?” I scoffed.

“Jesus, I don't know, not often I guess, with my hands.” she gasped again and shook her head.

Sara walked in and was stopped by Ashleigh who told her not to open the new bottle of wine. “Do you own any toys?” I shook my head. “Christ- we have an emergency get your jacket we are going to the pleasure palace.”

Oh god.

*

Coming home with a large black bag filled with toys felt like the awkwardest thing I've ever done. Ashleigh convinced me to buy a bunch of new things and told me that I had to experience myself to truly be able to give myself up to someone else. I agreed and found myself with three new things to try.

I was hoping to make it to my room but as I walked in I saw that Harry was standing in the middle of the living room with his workout mat on the ground and soft jazz playing over the loudspeaker. He was in a downward dog position, wearing his basketball shorts and no shirt. I tried to hide the bag to my side when he noticed me. Slowly he stood and bowed to me. “Namaste.”

“Okay?” I bowed back.

“How was wine night, you drunk?” he joked eyeing my bag. "What's in the bag?

“Uh, no just tired.” I shrugged. "Nighty night Harold."

Harry looked down at the bag again and raised an eyebrow. “What's in the bag?”

“Stuff.”

“What kind of stuff.”

“My stuff.” he nodded and I quickly waved and went to my room where I set the bag on the bed. I was taking my jacket off when Harry busted in and made eye contact with me and then the bag. "Harry no!"

"Harry yes!" He ran and jumped onto the bed and landed on the bag as I grabbed his foot and tried to pull him off the bed. I was able to slide him until he fell over and jumped on top of his back.

"I'm going to kick your ass!" I was suddenly lifted, still holding onto his back like a koala as I clawed at him to drop the bag.

"Don't be so dramatic I just want to see what you- oh." He suddenly tossed the bag onto the bed and I let go of him, landing on my feet as he stared at the wall ahead of him. "I apologize, I didn't know I lived with a sex addict!"

"Shut up! It's not that big of a deal!" He turned and faced me with a slight smile on his lips. "My friends talked me into it."

"You have lovely friends." I rolled my eyes. "Oh Bonbon, don't be so dramatic it's a vibrator and a dildo- every woman should have one and be in charge of their own sexual pleasure." I gulped. "I just didn't take you as the kind of girl to get the suction cup one-"

"Fuck off!" I pinched his nipple and he squeaked like a little girl.

"I should get me a pocket pussy, coochie in a can if you will." He laughed as I began shoving him out of my room. "Come on let me see it, I've never felt the magic wand, is it as good as they say?" I knew he wouldn't give in so I sighed and went over to the bag, pulling out the toys, putting a hand out for him to see them himself.

"Just don't be mean." He looked at me and nodded.

"I won't, I just feel proud of you, doing your own thing for a while." He connected the Hitachi wand and fumbled with the controls. "Now that your single and doing you I think its- CHRIST ALMIGHTY!" He stopped talking as he turned on the wand to the highest setting and looked at me.

I couldn't help but squeeze my thighs together in anticipation. There was no way I would be able to play with that thing when Harry was home, the sound would give it away.

Harry pressed the wand to his chin and giggled as the vibration shook his jaw. "Having fun."

"Just seeing before you get your cooch all over it." He placed it on his neck and then down his body, giggling and letting out small hums of appreciation. He placed it over his head and against his back and smiled. "Huh, it does work as a back massager."

He unplugged it and put it back in the bag before reaching for the other toy. I rolled my eyes watching as he took it out and chuckled at the colorful detailed toy. "That's enough Harry."

"Yeah, you're right, sorry. But just know I'm not like judging you or anything." I nodded taking the toys and shoving them in the bag into my closet. Harry stood about to go back to his work out when he chuckled and looked at me with a slight smirk.

"What?" I placed a hand on my hip.

"Nothing, just thinking." He shrugged.

"About what?" A smirk formed on his lips.

"I'm bigger than that thing, Bonbon." He winked and left my room, leaving me with a sudden tingling sensation in my pants.

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Thanks for reading. Xx

-k