I actually creamed my jeans a little bit. I mean it was as if he took me aside and straight up told me listen Rebecca, you can pretty much do whatever...the fuck you want to me and I aint gonna do shit about it So Im like OK, lets do this. I lean back on the door, and let it click shut. Not slam or anything, just click, but It was a LOUD sound in the room because hed gone completely awkwardly deliciously silent. Pretty sure he was holding his breath even. It was an ominous click. A dangerous. “Oh FUUUUCCCK!”, she moans, drawing it out. She’s really wet now. I stop, cover her cunt with her thong and stand up. She’s startled. “I’m going to take a shower” I say smiling. “You can’t do that!”, she says all pissed. “Don’t move and don’t touch yourself...”, I say over my shoulder walking away. “Oh, you’re a bastard!” she exclaims smiling, suddenly understanding what I was doing.In the bathroom, I strip quickly. I spy some mouthwash on the counter and take a mouthful. Jumping into the. They invited me into the living room and gave me a vodka cooler. I was wondering where Kathy was after all this was supposed to be a double date not just me and two guys going out for supper. Whose was I to complain after all they both were very good looking guys. After about a half hour Kathy still hadn’t showed up and the guys wouldn’t wipe those silly grins off their faces. I was starting to get nervous but excited at the same time. I finally decided to ask. "So, Anissa," she said when she'd got tired of talking about the things in Germany that had been rehashed many times before, "I never heard much of anything about how the football team did last year. Lousy as usual, I suppose?" Lousy is hardly the word for it," Anissa sneered. "Let's see, you were still here when Jerome Weilfahrt was named coach, weren't you? Oh, yes, you must have been, it was two years ago." They didn't do very well then," Susan commented. "I mean, not that I cared very much..