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My gf Olivia and I met as freshman in college and started going out as sophomores. In the summer between our sophomore and junior years, we managed to both get into a study abroad program in Madrid. We were both very excited. Olivia's parents were from Columbia and she practically spoke Spanish fluently. I, however, was a white gringo who only had one semester of Spanish in his whole life.
We got an apartment together in Madrid but due to school housing restrictions, we each had our own bedroom. This wasn't a problem for us because she sleeps with me in my bedroom and use her bedroom as a giant closet.
Because Olivia was nearly fluent in Spanish, she was placed in advanced language class where they would often go out in the city to practice talking to real people. While I was stuck in beginner classroom conjugating verbs, Olivia was out on the town, meeting people, and making lots of friends (both with students in the school and local people in Madrid).
One Friday evening after a long week, Olivia mentioned that she met some friends at a restaurant earlier in the day and they invited us to a party that night. The party was suppose to be fancy and we would both need to dress up. Olivia did not have a nice dress in her luggage but apparently one of the girls she met said she would loan her some clothes for the evening.
We took a taxi to the apartment of Olivia's new friends. When we got there, Olivia called them and a stunning blonde Spanish girl let us in to the building and up to her apartment. She was about the same size and shape as Olivia but long blonde hair and slightly larger boobs.
Up in the apartment, there were three Spanish guys, the blonde Spanish girl (Cira), and Olivia and me. After we were introduced, I learned that none of them really spoke English at all. Olivia could converse with them quite easily but I understood only one or two words per sentence and couldn't put anything together.
The apartment was also very small. This was the apartment of just one of the Spanish guys (Aaron). It was a 1 bed / 1 bath. There was a small living room and kitchen and you had to go through the bedroom to get to the bathroom.
Once everyone was acquainted, Cira took Olivia into the bedroom to try on her dress. When they were gone, the Spanish guys mostly ignored me and talked to each other. I couldn't understand anything they were saying because they spoke so quickly. After a few minutes, Aaron got up to go to the bathroom. He swung open the door to his bedroom and both Cira and Olivia were half naked trying on dresses. All three guys saw Olivia a dress up to just her waist and nothing on top except her hands covering her breasts. In her bra and panties, Cira walked out into the living room and yelled at the other Spanish boys who were quite amused. She then slammed the door and Cira, Olivia, and Aaron remained in the bedroom for another five minutes. I could hear them talking through the door and I could distinctly hear Olivia talking directly to Aaron though I did not know what state of clothing she was in.
All three of them finally came out of the bedroom and we were ready to go to the club. The club ended up being just a few blocks from our apartment. The club was ok, mostly just loud electronic music and cheap drinks. Olivia danced with everybody including Cira and Aaron and even some random guys. She had always loved to dance and could be quite provocative on the dance floor. After a few hours, we were all pretty hammered and Olivia invited all the guys to come back to our apartment and hang out. Cira and Aaron accepted but the two other Spanish guys decided to go home.
It was about 3am and we were all together in our apartment. Cira and Aaron were asking us why we had different bedrooms. I think Cira had a good explanation but I couldn't understand everything she said to them in Spanish. After another 20 minutes, Cira decided to leave and asked Olivia for the dress back. They both got up and went into Olivia's bedroom and Aaron followed them. I didn't know if this was as sketchy as I thought it was or if Aaron just wanted to stay with the Spanish speakers and not be stuck alone with me.
I waited for a couple minutes but then decided to go to my bedroom and start getting ready for bed. I was still quite drunk and it was very late so I laid down on the bed and passed out almost immediately. I woke up about 20 minutes later hearing the front door close. Olivia hadn't come to my bed yet. I went to the window and could see Cira walking down the block holding the dress that Olivia had worn earlier. I walked over to Olivia's bedroom and could hear the two of them still in there. I wondered if I should open the door or not but I just froze in place and listened for a long time. Eventually, it became quite clear that they were fooling around. I think I heard Olivia make some very faint objections but she acquiesced soon thereafter. Ten minutes later, they were definitely having sex. I could hear the banging of the bed and Olivia's moaning. They eventually stopped and I panicked. I ran back into my bedroom and unintentionally alerted Aaron and Olivia that I had been right outside her bedroom the whole time. As I laid wide awake on my bed, I heard Olivia's bedroom door open and then the front door open and close. Aaron had left. Olivia then wen't back into her bedroom, closed the door, and that was it for the evening.
The next morning, Olivia left the apartment and walked to a market nearby to get food. She did this most Saturday mornings. I took the opportunity to sneak into her bedroom and investigate what may have happened. She had cleaned up her bed before she left but I went straight to her hamper. I found her bra and panties from the night before (stuffed suspiciously near the bottom) and the panties were thoroughly stained with her juices along the front. I also looked in her trash and eventually found a condom wrapper and a used condom within a bunch of tissues full of cum. It stunk like hell but I was so drawn to it at the same time. I held the condom and panties in my hands together and imagined what must have happened the night before. I put the condom on top of her panties in one hand and quickly jerked off with the other hand and I came in less than thirty seconds. It was so humiliating and exhilarating thinking of them together.
Though we never spoke directly about that night, Olivia and I broke up in the next week but continued living together for the rest of the summer. In the most awkward couple months of my life, she would have Aaron over once or twice a week and fuck him with me in the next room. Some nights she never came home and I assume she was at Aaron's apartment having sex there.
After that summer when we got back to school in the states, we didn't talk much. I still constantly think about her with Aaron. She has a new boyfriend who actually kinda looks like Aaron. I'm still trying to hooked on her memory and trying to find someone to treat me like she treated me that summer.
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