With one leg bent up, part of her bush was exposed. I slowly reached down and stroke a few curly pubic hairs as I listened to her breathing in her dr...nken sleep.Carefully, I place my fingers on her panty-clad mound and felt the heat as I gently squeezed and massaged her crotch. My other hand gently squeezed her butt.After a few moments of getting her crotch felt up, she moaned and defensively closed her legs. At first I was disappointed, but then I realized that in her u*********s defense to. Feeder fish. I knew that much. ‘Um,’ A deep voice coughed behind me and I jumped in place. Turning around I faced what couldn’t be Dean and reading the name tag pinned to the same green polo shirt as all the others, read ‘Jack,’ affirming my assumptions. He was a good foot and a half taller than me, maybe a few years older too. Broad linebacker shoulders. This Jack guy wasn’t awkwardly muscly as far as I could tell, but the kind of lumberjack type who’s good at giving hugs. That is, if his. .be a good boy, pour me another drink, and snap out the light." I knew it was the cognac doing the talking as we sat there and she finished the drink. "Does it bother you that I'm sitting across from you with no panty on?", she asked. I told her it didn't bother me, but made me hard, to which she replied, "You young guys really like screwing us older women, eh?" I told her that depended on how sensual the woman was, and how much she teased. As she poured another drink, she asked, "Am I teasing. 19 years old and I was the main attraction at my university. I played wide receiver as well as returned kick offs and punts, I was also a threat as a running back as well. I was i*****lly recruited by coach Ted Larkins. He knew I would never commit to Weber State after being recruited by schools such as Virginia Tech, Washington, Buffalo, Connecticut, and Arizona. Plus being a young black man raised in the south I would never consider going northwest to play football. I had had an incredible.