It must have shown. She laughed."Oh, don't you worry. We're going to do that again."She came back for another kiss and then leaned back again, just en...ugh so that Bernice and Rhonda could tickle my chest with those fantastic nipples."We're going to do that again lots of times." Her gold flecked eyes stared into mine."Yes ma'am," I said back, feeling goofy.She laughed again and went back to the stove.Oddly we didn't have all that much to say to each other over breakfast. I think we had. Her friend told me on one trip she got drunk and as a favor to the Doc she blew three of his doctor friend’s one right after the other. Well, I was no saint; I was fucking a single Irish exchange student I met at a bar. Maureen was a nice six foot tall, 23 year old Irish redhead, with green eyes and a nice muscular body and firm tits. I heard the Irish had some “Viking” blood in them and Maureen sure looked the part of a fiery red headed Viking/Irish goddess. Maureen and I hit it off. "Well, apparently I'm a statuesque god of chocolate thunder that deserves a little worship," he teased back, nodding to my comment this morning. An amused smile cracked on my face as I tilted my head, brown curls hanging over my shoulder.Confident guy, couldn't have been past his mid twenties. It was rare for people my age to be in such a classy place like this; everyone else would have been out in the club or whatever. But he and I were here, just flirting and having a couple drinks. At least. After we were inside my flat I bolted the door quietly behind us and let him to the kitchen to keep my stuff. It was dark in the ally and I decided to take the lead. I put him against the wall, grabbed his hands and placed it over my boobs easily felt through the thin fabric of my blouse. He was taken aback and froze with fear.I tried to kiss him in the dark but he won’t give in. I quickly unbuttoned his shirt and sucked his nipples. He stood still, I quickly unbuttoned his jeans, yanked it.