He knew as well as I did that this was a bit too awkward for comfort, but he didnt care. To be honest, I thought it was kinky. The rush of the secrets...made my heart race. About ten minutes passed and he started to pass out papers. On my test he game back he had his cell number on it. I programmed it into my phone. ————————————- That night I was sitting in my room with my guitar. I was reflecting on the day. I thought about Media Lit and how Laz gave me his number. I thought About the looks we. She was single and not dating anyone at the time. My hopes got higher. She had long dark brown hair, hazel eyes (like mine), a great smile and laugh, smaller than I normally like but nice boobs, great hips and ass. She was a couple years younger than me but very mature. She told me of her plans to move the California in a few months which was disappointing to hear but would turn into real disappointment later in time.Time flew by and soon it was closing time. I took the courage to invite. I could see that the crotch of her panties were thoroughly soaked before she started to pull them down. I said to her, You must have had a good time as wet as your panties are. Her reply was Thats not the half of it. Wait until you fell my pussy. After her panties went down to her knees I was able to see just how wet Janices pussy really was. Her clitoris, which was normally hidden behind the lips of her pussy, was still erect and peeking out of her pussy. I then saw that the sparse blond hair. If Cliff sent him, there was no choice. “I was hoping you’d ask,” I lied with a smile.Tom paid for my drink as I finished it, hoping it would work quickly to melt my inhibitions.Tom and I stepped into the elevator alone. The ride up seemed to take forever. Tom smiled again awkwardly as if he had just won the lottery. He grabbed my ass. Tom opened the door to his suite and invited me in, looking in both directions down the wide hallway before closing and locking the door behind us. We both stood.