Christian managed to get away from his girlfriend long enough to meet Zoë in Stephanie's room. They were on a group ski trip with friends. Christian and Zoë had been friends for years and there was something electric between them. The room was pitch black and Christian couldn't see where he was going. His text from Zoë instructed him not to turn on any lights, but this was ridiculous. He was about to call out, but Zoë beat him to it.
"I'm in the bathroom."
Christian made his way to the bathroom. When he reached the doorway, Zoë grabbed him and pulled him inside, shutting and locking the door behind him. Zoë was seated on the counter. Pulling Christian towards her, she wrapped her legs around him. She kissed him. Their tongues began massaging each others. They were like teenagers discovering French kissing for the very first time. Zoë was breathing heavily. Soaking in the smell of Christian and the fact that she finally had him in her grasps excited her.
Christian put his hands beneath her sweater and lifted it over her head. He licked her collar bone and licked a trail down to her nipples. Zoe felt a shiver go down her spine and between her legs. Her panties were wet. Zoë undid Christian's belt buckle and unzipped his pants. She reached her hand inside his boxers and tried to wrap her fingers around his massive dick. She squeezed him and he didn't waver. He was rock solid. She could feel the veins pulsing against her palm. Zoë had never felt a penis like this before. Christian pulled his pants down, allowing his manhood to stand at full attention.
