After she found what she was looking for she joined me back on the bed, sitting up this time, and we lit up. We didn’t talk, didn’t touch, we just...sat there recovering and passed it back and forth.A few minutes later somebody tried to open the door only to find it locked of course, and then a little knock. Melissa jumped up and put her bikini back on, then went over to the door and asked who it was. It was Jamie. Melissa unlocked the door, opened it just a crack and peeked, then opened the door. We were completely naked, with me under him. He then looked at me and asked: “Do you really want to feel good?” All I could do was nod as I wondered how much better could he make me feel. I couldn’t have been any more wrong.He then started rubbing the slit of my pussy, teasing me, not inserting his fingers inside. He kept on repeating this motion for a while. He then softly inserted a finger into my pussy, and reached deep inside, like he hadn’t before, retracted it, and continued this motion,. Man, you have just ruined it that is all I can say."Sara said, "Mark, I didn't mean it. I never would have had sex with someone else. Please Mark, I didn't mean it."Mark just looked at her in disgust, "And how am I supposed to really believe anything you say now. You seemed pretty serious a few minutes ago." Mark got up from the kitchen table and headed out the back door into the garage. "I have to have some time to think."The tears started flowing down Sara's face as she lost it. She sat there. It all started with Corrine, a bodacious blonde who was clearly destined for the Playboy centerfold. For a late-blooming nerd like me, she was also the most intimidating person on the planet. Every detail about her seemed specifically designed to twist my tongue into knots. First off, she was the tallest girl in school. I was 5’11” and she had maybe half an inch on me (Corrine liked to joke that this was due to her “Viking ancestry”). She also had a dazzling smile that belied an impish, teasing.