We would talk some between our turns to bowl. The subject of sex always came up. Damn, I could hardly bowl with a hard on. Jen went to bowl and Amber ...ame over to talk. She told me that Jen had the hots for me. I boldly said no more than I had for her. Amber smiled and went to take her turn.The next week Amber asked me if I would like to have dinner with Jen at her house. Amber was taking Jen's son for the night and we could just chill out. I should have said no but, I accepted the offer.I. ?I’m Jenn Jacobson, and here’s my student card,? Jenn replied.A few minutes of awkward silence passed as a keyboard was mercilessly pounded, then a printer started spewing out pages of information. ?Ok, you’re in section 14, room 8B, floor 4. Elevator is over there. Next please!??Thanks,? Jenn said as she grabbed the papers, grabbed her luggage and made for the elevator. As she rode the elevator, she reflected on what her older sister had told her. Elly was doing summer courses, so was. I should’ve pulled out. I’m so sorry Cait, I just got caught up in the moment.” I said.“No, I mean I need you to pull out of me now. If we stay here like this in the rain, we’re both going to get sick.” She giggled at me.“Oh,” I said.I felt like a complete jackass. She didn’t care that I had cum inside her. Obviously, looking back on it, she had either not given it much thought, or wanted me to. She gave a sigh as I pulled my still hard cock from her, and sat back so she could get up. I stuffed. ’ The bed was now beginning to squeak rhythmically, her mother’s moans of appreciation grew louder. Unlike previous times, Sandy lay awake listening. Her mind was racing, images of Mr. Cocks and his secretary flashed through her head. She slipped her hand between her legs, rubbing her finger up and down her pussy. It felt good, she couldn’t believe how good it felt. She slipped two fingers into her wetness. It was hard not to let out a moan at the feelings she was experiencing. ‘Harder! John,.