May was turned around by Juan's strong hands, and she saw Lena enter the room again. Now the girl had a top on, but still wore nothing but panties beneath it. She was carrying a bottle of vodka and, May could tell at once, she was aroused. They had been living together for long enough for May to pick up on signs like these...and it made her feel a little more confident about the dim rumblings of a plan forming in her mind.<br/><br/>It felt so strange to May, to have Juan groping her like this, treating her like a slut, in front of Lena. Between the two roommates, May had always been the dominant one - not just when she had the girl eat her out, but more generally as well. May was more confident, more socially outgoing, and generally just a more commanding person. Part of her was deeply embarrassed for her roommate to see the way Juan was treating her, as his hands toyed with her ass, bouncing and smacking it...but it felt WAY too good to try and make him stop.<br/><br/>May couldn't help pressing her ass back against Juan, and the bulge she felt pressing against her lower back. She watched with slightly-hooded, intoxicated eyes as Lena introduced herself to Juan, and passed him the bottle.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"This could be my male fantasy thing kicking in, or just the fact that I'm not stupid...But I'm pretty sure the two of you have to have hung out at some point. Go on Lena, touch her. I won't get mad."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>May felt herself begin to blush with embarrassment, and she couldn't find the words of protest she knew she should be speaking, if she didn't want Juan to think that what he said was true. Her cheeks grew a deep red as she looked into Lena's eyes, craving her feminine touch. Part of May knew she should be arguing with Juan, explaining that she was perfectly straight, and would never have done anything like that...but right now, she didn't want to. She wanted what she felt was coming. She wanted it bad.<br/><br/>Juan kissed her neck and passed her the bottle, telling her that she was overdressed and wanting her to remove her clothes. Normally, May avoided getting naked around Lena. It was part of her "I'm straight and don't want my lesbian roommate to get the wrong idea!" routine. Even when she let Lena go down on her, May almost always remained as fully clothed as possible, often just dropping her panties and lifting her skirt, letting Lena get to work while May still wore her heels.<br/><br/>Now though, with Juan groping her and giving her that order that made her so wet, May knew she had to obey. She took a sip of the vodka from the bottle, her dark eyes looking into Lena's through a forest of hanging strands of curly hair that hung in her face. With her free hand, she slipped first one, and then the other strap of her dress off her shoulders. The dress remained held up by her large breasts until she lowered her hand and tugged down the front, slipping it down her body and letting it pool on the floor, leaving her clad in her black thong and a matching black bra.<br/><br/>She couldn't find the right words, but her eyes were a invitation - even a desperate, lustful plea - to Lena.