I had a roommate, Bob, who never went downtown for pussy or a blowjob or anything. He spent a lot of time in the club after work and would come back t... the room very, very drunk. When we were there together, most of the time I would have to help him back to the barracks. This one particular night I was already sleeping when Bob came in, drunk as usual. He woke me up stumbling around. I sat up and he started talking about how horny he was, started to get undressed and then started telling me how. I needed the loo but before I could go Lesley needed it and so I left her go and waited, going once we had both been. As we walked along through town to the next pub I couldn’t help walk along behind Lesley for a few seconds “What are you doing” she asked, “admiring the view “I replied. Something looked different, as I came up behind her I couldn’t help but feel Lesley’s bum. I couldn’t feel panties, am sure there were some there before. “Have you been up to something” I asked ? “What do you. Then one day after my swim we were talking, and she was really flirting with me and she said in conversation that she was finished her shift in half an hour, so I got the courage to ask her if I could buy her a coffee, and she said ok.So we had a coffee and a good friendly conversation, and she would brush my leg with hers, which just about sent me off the edge, so much sexual tension between us over a few months, I could feel it and so did she, once we had our coffee, she asked if I could drop. He was shaking now as he began to rub his stubbly face against my own causing me to giggle. My laughing only encouraged him as he rubbed his stubbly cheek against my jaw. ‘God, I’ve waited for this day for so long…Please sleep with me tonight,’ he begged as he pressed his forehead against my own. ‘Tell me this,’ I began as I ignored his question. ‘Why me? Out of all the beautiful girls in your mansion you chose me,’ I said with a lick of my lips. He smiled as he rubbed his nose against my.