“Yeah, man, I wish she agreed for anal. We wanted to double penetrate a girl, remember?” We both fell silent. My dick was already reviving thinkin... about fucking her tight asshole. We both waited to see what she would say when she came back out.After what felt like an eternity, she came back out, still looking like a mess. But atleast she wasn’t covered in cum. “You both showed no mercy, huh. Look at me! I’m a fucking mess.” All three of us laughed.She and my friend finally introduced each. "It's been ages. Come in. Come in. Meet my boyfriend, Tom." She gestured for him to enter and then pointed towards me. A shorter man, deeply tanned, with a surfer vibe to him walked in. "Hi, I'm Adam." He greeted me with a smile and a fist bump, much to my confusion. "Tom. Nice to meet you."I wandered off to let the two school friends catch up on each other's lives. I took my time grabbing myself a glass of water before walking back over. To say they were in the middle of an odd conversation. Part of the problem is how Mom found out you were having sex, but also with whom you were having sex. You blurting out you weren’t a virgin probably wasn’t the best way to start that conversation.”“It wouldn’t have mattered, really. You’re a guy, and they would have been WAY less upset about it if you were fifteen, even if I waited until I was eighteen.”I shook my head, “As I said, you haven’t talked with them enough to know. And I haven’t told you what they’ve said to me. But don’t assume they. I am a bit reserved and didn’t really speak with anyone during the first class, but I did pick out one lady who I figured was a 20-25 years older than me and looked somewhat familiar. On the drive home, I followed her and was pleasantly surprised that she headed in the same direction. I tried to be as unobtrusive as possible and stayed a safe distance back so she wouldn’t think she was being “stalked.” Turned out that she lived around the corner from me! At the second class she sat closer to me.