It was a warm summer evening in the early eighties, and I had just wrapped up my four-year stint in the Army. I’d been looking forward to this night...for a while and it was disappointing that the whores in the strip club were so bad, but still, we drank some beer and seen some naked sluts. Even ugly naked sluts were still naked sluts. As we walked down the street to the T station where we could catch the train back to my truck the pay phone next to us began to ring. Jim looked at me with a grin. The memory was hazy, a fog of drugs and alcohol but still I remembered Brittany’s tight wet pussy, the skill she showed at giving head, and the sexual exuberance she had exhibited.I thought to myself that since I am know longer dating Brittany’s best friend, Jennifer, maybe I should tempt fate and see if my sexy friend might be up to something more than just studying. I made sure my leg bumped against hers again as we lay there studying and kept it in place touching hers. Brittany didn’t move. ” “Hot story! But you never did tell me what you were doing home so early? I thought you were going to work tonight.” “Is that a complaint?” “No, of course not. Just want to know.” Dirk jokingly suggested, “You didn’t quit your job did you?” “Damn near.” “Whoa. Wait a minute. I was kidding, but you don’t sound like you are. What happened?” “You going to feed me?” “Sure, but what’s that got to do with anything?” “I’m hungry is all. I was too upset to eat much for lunch. We going out or fix. He actually tightened his grip around me and lifted me into his arms. My one leg on his shoulder while the other dangled over his hip. He bounced me on his cock, literally slamming me down onto him over and over. Finally he stopped and lifted me off him and dropped me to the ground. My legs were too weak to hold me up and I fell to my knees. “I need to catch my breath” he stated calmly. After a minute or two he looked at me sheepishly, “I’m sorry”. He wouldn’t make eye contact. I figured he’d.