Roommates With Benefits Raw Novels & Stories

"Read it carefully." I pulled the papers toward me, scanning the neat print. "Let's see. Ten thousand dollars a month. Paid in cash every Friday evening. Free room and board. Premium medical coverage." I looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Wow. You guys really don't skimp on benefits."

Still a bit red from my grip. “Shower’s free if you want seconds mate.” He said it casual. Eyes flicking to mine. Smirk tugging his mouth. I took the shake he offered. Fingers brushed. Lingered. “Yeah. Might do.” The flat felt smaller now. Hotter. Better. That’s the advantage of having a roommate like Finn. Who showers naked with his door open. You never run out of hot water. And sometimes you get a ‘hole’ lot more. 😉

"You're in college now, so act a little more mature. Take my son, for example. He's studying in the Veyrion and sharing an apartment with strangers. At first, he wanted to move out too. But now, they all get along fine. "If he can do it, why can't you?" I rolled my eyes at Gary's pompous little speech. He clearly leaned on his PhD wife and loved bragging about having a highly educated spouse and a child studying abroad. Put nicely, he seemed relaxed and privileged. But put bluntly, he was just showing off. Since changing dorms was out of the question, I sighed and left the office.

"I did a huge job saving your *ss, right? So you work for me! How does that sound?" "Uh…" Logan espied that 'he's definitely gonna say yes!' look on Rachel's face and hesitated a little. He thought about how difficult it must have been for her to operate her business alone daily and found himself unable to reject her. "Can you at least tell me what benefits I'll be getting?" "$2,000 a month, with accommodation and food!" Rachel answered without hesitation. "Whoa, really?" If his accommodation and food were included as benefits, he could survive on $2,000 a month with no problem. The question was: could Rachel, who sold waffles for a living, really afford that?

He had to pay off the debt. “The pay is six times what you're earning right now. The job comes with accommodation. So you can release your apartment, dude. You’ll save up on rent!” “Done! I want the job!” said Ashton, his decision made. This job had all the benefits he needed right now.

If we were going to be roommates, she needed to know that from the beginning. Lynn was a nice girl and not the slutty type. I was so happy to have such a female roommate because she wouldn't be having lots of guys all around her. She was hard to get and that just made me fantasize about sleeping with her. I liked a good challenge. Besides, she was really hot, pretty with a nice body she did not like to show off. I hoped that one day I'd be able to touch every bit of it without her protesting. I knew that at one point she'd be begging for me because I already realized that I had some effect on her. No girl could resist my charms.

This is going to be fun! Samara's point of view I came outside the room and quickly dialed MIss Mary’s number, the owner of this dorm. After five rings she finally picked the call. “ MIss Mary, can you please------ “Is your new roommate arrived? If yes then take good care of him. I don’t want to listen to any complaints about your improper behavior. Got it.” She warned me and cut their call without listening to me. What the hell was that?

Ava and Maya sat on the edge of a narrow bed, the ceiling fan above them spinning lazily in the heat. The room was small. Cramped. Barely enough space for the two of them. But it was theirs. And somehow… that made it enough. “I’m tired of this life,” Maya muttered, staring at the cracked wall. Ava let out a dry laugh. “You think I’m not?” They had just come back from another exhausting day, two different jobs each, barely enough pay, and still not enough to make things easier. It was always like this. Struggle. Hustle. Survive. Repeat.

"Stay for breakfast. Then maybe round four before we actually clean this place." I smiled and pulled him closer. "Deal." Neighbors with benefits had officially begun.

Mitch glanced down at his dinner. “You made this, Reena? Even the sauce?” “Yep.” She took a sip of red wine. “It’s not complicated.” “It’s amazing.” “Thanks.” “So.” Mitch picked up his wine glass. “Our Big Three Compromises?” She brushed her hair back. “Yep. The most invaluable part of any roommate relationship, I swear.” “OK. Shoot.” “When two people live together, there are always things about the other person that drive them crazy.” Yeah. Like long blonde hair, perfect pink lips and sky-blue eyes. Just a few things that drive me crazy about you, Reena.