At first, it sounded like a groan, but then it became a cry of pleasure.“Fuck,” I said,” they’re having sex!”Elin, raised her eyebrows, and ...eplied, “Well that puts me in the clear!”I must have looked puzzled, and then I realised the implication. Amy must have made it up with Jeff, accepting he had not been unfaithful with Elin.“Oh my god,” Elin remarked as the noises from upstairs became louder, and there was a muffled squeaking from the bed.“Turn the tv on, at least it’ll make them realise. I had heard of 'Wet Dreams', the bodies release of perfect sex with men in your head, with all your erogenous zones firing on all cylinders, culminating in the perfect orgasm.I awoke the next morning with the most amazing feeling, I knew even before my hand sought more pleasure, I was still wet and desirous for more.I played some then looked down, I knew without really knowing why I was wet, it was sperm and it was coming out of me, in fact it was everywhere, I surely could not have dreamt. The face and body of a college girl combined with a fat dick. I jerked off to one of her videos and went to sleep.I texted the next day to tell her I was in her neighborhood for work. We agreed to meet at a nearby Starbucks for coffee. Typically, I like to actually talk to the other person before meeting. Less chance of being catfished. But I skipped that requirement this time. I dunno why. I suppose I didn't really care if I was being catfished or not. I was gonna be at that Starbucks getting. Her cute mouth included a little pink tongue she'd stick out at you for various reasons. Alison's slender legs and flat stomach were well-toned, and she had an amazing thigh gap that drew the eye.I was in my mid-twenties, and considered good-looking by my friends, acquaintances, and, at times, complete strangers. Standing 6' even 180lb, a shit job, and hair that hadn't been cut in a year, I had no problem finding a date. It turned out I wasn't looking for a date, but a girl that was willing to.