“Is that your girlfriend?” a stocky guy about my height asked.I shook my head, “My best friend, but not my girlfriend.”“She’s got that who...e ‘nerdy chick’ thing down pat. She’s cute.”“And spoken for,” I said.“Bummer.”“You have a girl for a best friend?” Jorge asked.I nodded, “Yep. She and I hope to go to medical school together, then work in the same hospital.”“What’s the action like in these dorms?” a 6’4” tall, good-looking, ‘quarterback’ type asked.“We were told not to answer those. ~MY BEST MALE FRIEND~ (#4of 29) I knew my wife (Jeannie) would/wanted to fuck my best male friend. I knew my best male friend (Scott) wanted to/would fuck my wife. Back then a few months ago and I had a good feeling he still would be up for fucking my wife now today. I ask him if he had ever fucked my wife without me knowing? He replied never had but a few times he sure did want to. Then I asked him if he still wanted to fuck her as I explained how I got Jeannie to fuck other guys while I. All the time, his finger was still fucking my ass and I was barely able to pant with the pleasure I was feeling. He synchronised the fucking so that as he pulled out his finger, his cock went deep and vice versa, then with the masses of juices coming from my cunt, he started to slide 2 fingers in my bottom. I was on such a high from this delicious first time sex, I didn’t even feel any pain.Another two minutes later a third finger entered me and my blitzed nerve endings sent me over the edge. Any friend of yours . . .’ — The nights were getting warmer, to the point that it was starting to get uncomfortable sleeping under my sleeping bag. One morning I mentioned that I was going to switch back to sleeping the normal way, with just a sheet and a blanket. When I came home that evening, I was surprised to find the futon folded out and made up like a real bed. There were new sheets, put on the right way, a blanket, and our two pillows side by side. The futon had been rotated out from.