The More The Merrier

"He's got a date with my roommate!" Shelly cried, her voice giddy with shrill giggles. Melvin prepared himself and turned around to say hello to his ex wife's niece and was doubly struck dumb by the fact that Tasha, the female janitor he'd fucked in a supply closet earlier in the day, stood next to her at the door. He vaguely recalled Tasha telling him that she was Tina's roommate this semester.

"This is Natasha Turner, one of my roommates. Ashley was goin' out with some obnoxious boy, and I didn't want to leave Tasha all alone on a Friday night with nothing to do but herself," Tina said with a bark of laughter. "I hope you don't mind, Shelly."

Shelly shook her head, "No, I don't mind at all! The more the merrier, right?" She slipped a wink in Melvin's direction. He already did not like the direction the night was turning, and it had barely started. Tasha caught Melvin's gaze and held it, a funny look on her face.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr...?" Tasha stuck her hand towards Melvin, and he took it in a firm and steady handshake. Funny that they were pretending to not know each other, and also that he and Tasha had already experienced one another sexually but truly didn't know each other's last names. Melvin could hear the witch's musical laughter ringing in his ears. No doubt that she would be getting a helluva kick out of all of this.

"MacMuffin. Melvin. Nice to meet you, Ms. Turner," Melvin said, and their pseudo-introductory handshake ended. Melvin shied his eyes away from Tasha's knowing expression. He couldn't go through the whole evening like this, trying to cover up his sordid past at every corner, at every turn. The worst thing about it was that the events of his sordid past existed only from the past two days. They were like fresh cuts that still bled if you poked them.

"Well, we don't want to keep you from your fun," Melvin said. "So I think we'll go ahead and get going."

"Don't be silly," Shelly interjected, standing between Melvin and Courtney and slipping her hands around both of their waists, pulling them close. "We can all stick together if you two want. Might be exciting!"

Courtney grinned, dimples forming at the corners of her mouth, and she said sweetly, "It's all up to Melvin."

"Don't worry, Uncle Mel. If you're worried 'bout privacy, you'll barely know we're there," Tina said, flashing him her widest smile.