The voice said hi do you know who this is? I said yeah, what's up? Not much she said, what are you up to? I told her what I was doing and she asked if...I wanted some company? I said sure come on over and gave her directions and sure enough about thirty minutes later I heard a car in the driveway. I went to the door and it was her and she brought gifts, she bought me a rose and a six pack of corona. She was my height 5'9" a little heavy about 190# but she was very pretty. Long brown hair, pretty. She laughed out loud as she thought it's been awhile since she has had anything “rock hard”. She thought of the few guys (and two girls) she was with on campus but her classes and soccer had kept her so busy that it was never more than a quick fling. She smiled thinking of the one exception, Devon. They were friends since freshmen orientation and friends with benefits not long after. She got a warm tickle as she thought of him and his enormous cock.Her roommate Callie referred to it as looking. I knew what she wanted and I was going to give it to her but first there was something I wanted. After I'd removed my shirt and slacks, I knelt down at the side of the bed infront of her. I reached under her and took hold of the top of her panties and tugged gently and, as Hazel raised her hips, pulled them down her legs and off over her feet. I could feel how wet they were and put the soft, wet material to my cheek, breathing in the aroma of her multiple orgasm. The source of that aroma. Invariably she returns, red faced; sometimes out of breath. Her lips, even her hands at times trembling slightly. We know what this is, we've turned it into a lifestyle, but more on these stories another time. How she got started was quite unexpected.We were out one night drinking. She had put forth the effort to lose some weight and I was enjoying her new found confidence and sense of style. Now she would show some curves, dress more provocatively. One night she wore crotch-less tights.