I nearly spit out a mouthful of beer. Then stood there, stunned, not knowing what to say. “I mean.” She explained. “You’re starting college in...the fall, it would be a real shame if you were a virgin.” “College girls will eat you alive if they find out.” I had managed to regain some sense. “We’ve…done it… a few times.” I sputtered. “I imagine it’s more than ‘a few times’.” She laughed. “I know how horny guys your age are, after all I was your age once.” The beer was making me alot braver than I. This was not a dream,but definitely a NIGHTMARE.I fould myself with my left hand massaging one of my breasts while my other hand had three fingers deep into my vagina !!! In the "dream" that I just had, it wasn`t my wife who just had that incredible orgasm, IT WAS ME !!!.I turned off the water and grabbed for a towel to wrap myself in.I was so embarrased,so ashamed, all I wanted to do now was to get to bed.I took off my shower cap and gave my soft, bouncy,thick head of hair a toss, and dried. " Oh nothing. I knew at that moment -- shewas thinking about the kid, out there in the rain, cold, and maybe hungry.Shit! Another glance and then she had to go to the bathroom. I debated withmyself for maybe fifteen seconds before heading for the lobby. I was right;there she was, standing outside talking with the kid and looking nervouslyback at me. It would be another night with Mrs. Sox."Hey," I said, trying to sound friendly but knowing my annoyance showed,"What's going on? You're missing. But you have to pay attention and treat me nice...with complete respect. Guys want to bury it in me right away, and that doesn't work for me.When we fuck, listen to me, listen, and I will let you know. If you do me like that...I have the tightest....boys and men say being in me is like a virgin, Tom, but I'm not, and I really know how to move my body around. I'm not afraid. I like it in my ass, Tom. I would like to feel you up there. I want you to think about that, you in my tight little.