I met her in a bar the night I was stood up. I’d told her about everything, we joked about me getting my own back and it wasn’t long till we were...finding a hotel room! That night was the best night of my life, but that’s a whole other story!!Since then our chats have gone from fun fantasy to real life plans. She picked up with in a ring. ?We’re ready? I said. ?I’ll be up in minute?. I was in the kitchen now, poring both of us a drink. As I took my first sip Debs knocked on the door. I. Just as well she wasn't moving my cock too much in her mouth; otherwise I would have shot my load down her throat.There was now no return to the other side of that wide chasm that we both crossed a little while ago. We are having i****tuous sex. But what of it? It felt soooo fucking good and the perversity of it made it even more exiting. How many Mums' would suck her son's raging cock? Let him see and feel they're ever soooo wet cunt? I was in heaven. She was commanding the movements of my. Still not wanting to be a total hermit I left my door open as a walk-in invite. How was I to know floor wide party was coming my way. The Hill, originally an all girls dorm had gone coed, with alternating all guys and all girl floors. Given the guy to girl 9 to 1 ration there were several all guy dorms elsewhere on this sprawling campus. There were also lots of hot guys for me to choose from – when I wasn't studying.Chasing Steve two stair sets up and one long hall down I found myself admiring. Then I told him about how I felt humiliated, not by the stuff in school, but at the fact that I was angry. That I should not be angry. It was a lack of discipline. I was embarrassed to be brought up short by a 4th Dan that I didn't even know - and a guy who was younger than me, even."Good," he said. "You have learned a lesson, but it is the WRONG lesson, I see." What did that mean? He was always saying stuff like that. It was the sound of a grasshopper clapping with one hand - or something. I.