We picked up the vibrator and it was still wet... And smelled of cum... Jill had just used it and the fact I was in the house turned me on even more. ... told my friend I was so turned on and had to wank, so he left the room and left me to it.I stripped naked and took Jill's wet panties and shoved them on my face and started stroking my dick. It wasn't long before I came all over her duvet but was too horny and daring to change the bedsheets.Jill got back about midnight and went straight to bed. Prologue 4 I pulled up to the house and took a deep breath. ‘Here goes nothin’,’ I said to myself. I made my way inside and found Deak staring blankly at a muted TV show. ‘Hey,’ I said tentatively. He shot me a sideways look, ‘Hey.’ I plopped down on the other side of the couch and stared straight ahead. ”Bout earlier,’ Deak started, ‘I’m s…’ ‘Don’t,’ I cut him off. ‘Don’t be fucking sorry.’ I took another cleansing breath. ‘You don’t have to apologize for what you feel, man. What you are.. That waitress outfit, though sexy, was off inquick order. I made that girl orgasm five separate times in threedifferent rooms of the suite in the course of two hours of headboardrattling, mattress bouncing, shower banging, couch tipping conjugal fun.When it was over we both passed out, my last thought being that I hadnever had so much good sex on sheets that good.When I awoke she was gone. By her nightstand was a note on the hotelstationery with her name, phone number and a giant smiley face.. The muffled sound of dance music that came through the door should have been another. But all I could think about was improving my grade and making it into the next term. There was no buzzer, so I knocked and waited. And knocked again, a little harder. When the door opened and a guy my age looked me up and down, I almost took a step back. He was wearing jeans and an olive t-shirt with a funny cartoon through which I could make out a muscled chest, and his eyes seemed to sparkle under his.