This continues the story in my last post. tl;dr I (Mike) started dating a girl (Amy) casually, drunkenly decided to have a threesome with an acquaintance/friend (Josh), ended up getting cuckolded.
After brunch, Josh went back to the frat house to sleep off his hangover while Amy and I walked back to our dorm together. Since she had a roommate, we usually spent more time in my room, even though it was smaller. As we walked down the hall, Ryan came around the corner.
“Mike! Hey man, saw you at the party, then you kinda disappeared? What’d you end up doing?”
I froze. I didn’t know what to say. “Oh uh…I uh…Amy..uhh..”
Ryan laughed, “don’t remember? Not surprising man, you drank a metric fuckton. I’ll remember that for Brotherhood Olympics. When you’re a brother, of course,” he added with a grin.
Good thing Ryan was such an easygoing guy. Amy and I went into my room, and as soon as the door closed she grabbed and kissed me. I was startled, but I went with it. And then just as suddenly, she pulled away and fell to the floor crying.
“Are you okay??” I asked, perplexed.