We grew up together, supported each other, and even went through the awkward teen years as best friends so when we managed to get into the same colleg... I was ecstatic. The thought of not having him around was torturous. He’s the closest thing I have to a brother and me his sister. He smiles at me and I just now notice he’s been watching me staring at him, I’m sure a pink stain across my cheeks appears. He starts reading an article in the paper once again and I can’t help but notice how much. “I think you know what I want.” He said as he placed the notes on the table and put away his wallet. “It.....it......it’s just a fantasy that Tom and I play.” She told him softly. She was scared now; frightened almost. This was actually happening; her fantasy was developing before her very eyes but she was scared. This man was real; this was no act. The large framed man sat with her was real. He seemed serious; it all seemed serious. He was going to fuck her like a whore. “I know.” He told. As she got in the car I saw her cute black panties under her vinyl skirt. My dick twitched in my pants. I got in the car as she finished rolling one up. We smoked out and I put my hand on her leg and started playing with her panty hose. I was running my finger around the holes in the fishnets working my way up her pale white thighs. She did not resist and started rubbing my leg right under my ballsack. My dick was throbbing in my tight pants. I found a hole in her fishnets on her inner thigh. She quickly recovered and turned her head away from me."Ewwww," she squealed, just before she turned to leave. "You're so gross." Don't leave," I pleaded. "Just let me get cleaned up."Lacy turned back around. She gazed quickly at my semi hard cock before she looked me in the face. "Don't take too long," she said. "And put some clothes on before you come back in here. I don't want to be looking at your naked body all morning long."I hurried to the bathroom, took a quick shower and retreated to.