He sat, she stood in front of him."Sit with me?" he asked, patting the bed next to him. She sat. Wondering what would happen next. Feeling like a fool...sh virgin child. He turned to face her, leaning back on his hands. And sighed."You know I want you," he told her.She nodded."I think you want me, too".She nodded again."It's just sex," he said.She nodded a third time, still unable to make a sound. Fear, and excitement, and lust were making her body hum. Her heart pounded, and she trembled. " His face was clouded by a puzzled look."I suppose Chad just doesn't have a way with words ... you know ... like I ... have way ... I guess." Yeah, that must be it. Don't worry buddy. You'll be as safe as in your mother's arms." Thanks, Pete." Sighed Chad. "So do you want to go talk to the rugby team now?" Actually," said Pete looking across the courtyard, "I think we can pass on and other teams though I do want to meet your brother's fraternity tonight. Right now I have someone else I need to. I said, "The first sex act is oral sex on Michelle. Now, she has prepared for this encounter by not wearing panties."Michelle demonstrated by raising a high heel clad foot up off the floor and setting it down on the coffee table. This caused her short skirt to ride up exposing her neatly trimmed bush. She was definitely not wearing panties.I continued, "In this house its guests before host. The three of you will draw cards. High card wins."I shuffled the deck and spread it out. Each guy took a. “Did you enjoy it?” He asked.“Absolutely.” She said. ‘How does he not get sarcasm?’ She asked herself.At least he gave up being on top. His fat 250 pound body almost crushed her, which wouldn’t be bad if he was competent, but he was terrible at sex. Always cumming in under a minute, tiny dick. Chelsea briefly wondered why she married him, but then she remembered.The money. He wasn’t rich, but he made enough so that she didn’t have to work.“My business trip starts tomorrow.” He said. “So I’ll be.