The Accidental Roomate

Story by ragnarok385

I started writing this story the other day when someone told me that the first time they met me they were shocked that I was a guy since my name is generally used as a girl's name. Taking that concept I added my own little flare to it and with a little magic I tweaked it into something that could turn into just a series of a lot of fun events between our two main characters Sam and Tyler. This series can also be found here: http://ragnarok385.deviantart.com/gallery/55763332/The-Accidental-Roommate

Accidental Roommate Part 1

Tyler knew this was going to get ugly. As a matter of fact he knew it was going to be about the coldest conversation his girlfriend was ever going to have. It wasn’t that the woman sitting across from them was an unpleasant person; in fact it was quite the opposite. She was a fantastic person to talk to, and no matter the subject, she seemed able to not only hold her own but contribute to the conversation in meaningful ways. No matter how bad Tyler had felt she had been able to either cheer him up, or support him in some way; and so he knew that wasn’t the reason.

No, it had everything to do with how the woman looked. And Tyler knew it. He had remembered telling her about his girlfriend; had remembered it very vividly actually, expecting quite the awkward conversation in fact. But then the woman had stayed true to her personality and jovially laughed it off.

His girlfriend hadn’t felt the same way. In fact, it was Tyler’s girlfriend who had suggested they meet up. He now realized that his enthusiasm at their meeting was most likely not the best display of emotion at the moment. He also realized as he stared at the two women that there was absolutely no “right” response to her inquiry. He was learning quicker that many of the “conversations” he had with his girlfriend were little more than just Catch 22’s, designed to question his motives. It wasn’t that Tyler wondered if his girlfriend really loved him, he was just positive that she didn’t trust him to love her as much as she loved him.

And so he sat next to his girlfriend, her blue eyes icy in their glare across the table at the woman who was Tyler’s friend. His friend who stood at least half a foot taller than his girlfriend sat with her hands clasped around a coffee. Her delicate fingers were slender, feminine; hiding callouses on her palms from their continued use. Her arms showed more of the definition and quiet musculature she’d gained from her years as a field hockey player. The shoulders broadened slightly, but not so much that they would have been mistaken as masculine. Red streaks of hair interlaced within her natural brunette locks hanging about her shoulders in their wavy embrace of her neck. Bright green eyes flicked from coffee to girlfriend as she sat a smile across her full lips. Tyler knew her legs were smooth as well, despite his inability to see them underneath the table. Lithe and coursing with the power she needed to play her sport, and yet hardly looking out of place on a woman as slight of frame as she was.

Slight of frame though she was, it was the parts of her that weren’t slight that Tyler knew his girlfriend despised more than her height. The blouse the woman had chosen was fashionable enough, but where most women would have completely buttoned up the ensemble, she sat with the top four buttons undone. And not by choice, in truth they would have been impossible to close over the woman’s enormous bosom since today she decided not to wear one of her athletic bras. From where she sat, her hands clasped around her coffee, her breasts took up the remaining space between her body and the table. It was these that held the gaze of nearly every man on campus, but to Tyler they were just another part of her. Tyler had always believed in taking a person in their entirety, after all that’s who they were. You couldn’t just take parts of someone and mix them with another person, that wasn’t how it worked.

“So my roommate has told me all about you.” The woman opposite Tyler on the table intoned, “He never has anything bad to say about you.”

“Around you I find that hard to believe.” Tyler’s girlfriend stated flatly.

“You really ought to give him more credit.” The woman chuckled playfully, “many other men in his position would have had much more debauchery in mind once they found out what had happened.” Turning to Tyler she pointed, “You know what your boyfriend did?”

“I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”

“He went down to the housing office and offered to live off campus instead of sharing a room with me. He told them that if they weren’t going to fix their mistake then he would just need his reimbursement to pay for something off campus so as to not burden me.” She chuckled again. “It was rather cute and I can see why you’re fond of him.”

“I’m not fond of him.” Tyler’s girlfriend said coldly. “I love him. Simple as that, so,” she began before exhaling and gathering her thoughts again, “so y

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