My eyes drifted down to a sheet of paper Jon was writing on. He wrote 'I know you were staring at me earlier. Think I'm hot?' I flushed with embarrasm...nt. I slid the paper over to my desk and picked my pencil up. 'So. What does it matter to you'.He slid the paper back to his side and wrote 'I like it. I think its hot you were staring at me so intensly. Were you staring at my dick?' and with that he slid it back over to my desk.I giggled a bit to myself. 'Okay. Yes I was looking at your dick'. .. to further your education, and I admire that. I also know you'll go to great lengths to disguise yourself as a hot but forgettable party girl. You want to be forgotten, at least tonight you do. We're both expected to pretend we're someone else tonight. Different people, shallow enough to use each other with my idiots snickering outside the door. Fuck that.' "I told him my name wasn't really Lauren. He kind of grinned. 'So what's really your favorite shade of green?' I told him, then I sat. I was cupping her huge breasts and squeezing them together. My hard cock was pressing against her pussy which was getting wetter by every second. She swayed back as I kept squeezing her enormous breasts. Her prediction became true soon as her bra strap soon burst unable to hold her bulging breasts giving me a wonderful view of her naked globes inches before my eyes. I grabbed each one of her nipples and twisted them a bit with my fingers as she started letting out a few gasps. “Don’t stop.” She. And I want us to go to your place right now so you can fuck me. Unless you're gay, you're not gay are you?" You'll figure out the answer to that later tonight."I had to pee so I excused myself and walked to the mens room. That poor guy who this hot blonde chick just dumped walks in. I prepared myself for whatever would come next, but nothing happened. He just seemed to be a nice guy trying to get laid and almost pulling it off...until I showed up. We both said hey and that was it.Turns out this.