The company I work for recently branched out into China, and any employee who wanted to was given the option to learn mandarin to degree level, completely free of charge.
Having "Fluent in Mandarin" on my CV would be great, so I signed up straight away.
Most classes were in the evenings at a local college, but a once every other month, I had to travel to a large university and spend a week in a hotel while I attended proper university classes.
At 31, I stuck out a little amongst the 18-19 year olds but I was quite young looking and I looked after myself, so I'd like to think people thought of me as that "good looking older guy" in their class.
Of all the kids, I made one friend, a girl called Kim. She didn't really fit in with the other kids who were mostly the children of wealthy families who viewed university as a rite of passage rather than something they had worked hard for and had had to actually struggle to earn her place.
My wife was the jealous type, but I suppose returning from a week away surrounded by attractive young girls talking about my new female friend would ring alarm bells in anyone's head, so I kept this friendship to myself.
To be honest our sex life had pretty much ended, following the unfortunately-for-me-true myth that marriage somehow managed to delete pretty much any woman's interest in sex. Gone were the sexy figure-hugging clothes in blacks and reds and other eye-catching colours, gone was the confident, sexual woman I married, and here was a conservative, pastel-colour wearing, flesh-hiding, television-addicted wife. I still love her, and our relationship is still a happy and affectionate one, but any element of lust vanished when the honeymoon ended.
Kim had a boyfriend at home, the whole high-school sweetheart situation, so her and I enjoyed our platonic friendship.
Eventually, she offered me the sofa in her bedroom so I wouldn't have to spend a fortune booking a hotel for the week.
Kim wasn't really my type, she was slender and shy, and I'm an unashamed chubby-chaser, so while she made a good friend, I wasn't worried I would suffer too much sharing her room, I never felt any lust toward her. I had seen photos of her boyfriend as well and he was a lovable-looking skinny boy, so myself being a stocky-built guy, I was doubtfully her type.
What I wasn't prepared for however, was Kim's best friend, Lisa.
After a couple of nights on Kim's sofa, staying up late, watching tv and so on, Kim said her friend Lisa was going to come and visit. The plan was they would share her bed and I could remain on the sofa.
I assumed Lisa would be like Kim but was I wrong.
I took Kim in my car down to the train station to pick Lisa up and holy shit.
Off the train stepped the sluttiest, cheapest looking fat girl I have ever seen; long bleached hair, too much make-up, a vest too small for her with her enormous fat tits spilling out of the top and a pair of jeans that hugged her meaty arse and thick thighs. I guessed she was probably a size 20-22 with her tits at least in the F range, possibly even G.
She strutted toward us both, her tits jiggling twice for every step she took, the other departing passengers shooting her disapproving looks.
She and Kim hugged and Lisa turned to me. "Fucking hell, this is the mate you've been on about? You didn't tell me he was fit!" She declared. Kim laughed bashfully and I'm pretty sure I blushed.
"She wanted to surprise you." I said with all the confident charm I could manage.
I led them both back to my two-door car, and watched Lisa clamber into the back seat, her tits nearly falling out of her top.
Driving back to Kim's flat, I adjust my rear-view mirror to look at Lisa. She kept catching my eye and smirking. She licked her lips one of the times we met eyes and I almost ran a red light.
How the hell was I going to survive staying in the same room as her?
As she and Kim caught up, Lisa mentioned a boyfriend a couple of times, and that made me both sigh in relief and tense in jealousy.
We returned to Kim's room, and Lisa took a bottle of vodka from her bag.
She and Kim cheered. I'd never seen Kim drink, she never went clubbing with all the other students.
We all three sat on Kim's bed while they caught up, chatting and giggling. Despite the differences between them, they had been friends for years and remained so. Eventually, Lisa asked "So how late is your mate staying?"
Kim said "I hope you don't mind but he's staying on the sofa, he only comes up once a month or so."
Lisa raised her eyebrow and nodded. "You wanna swap with Kim and stay in the bed with me?" she teased and laughed. I laughed back nervously.
"Oi, he's married!" Kim snapped. I think she actually sounded a little jealous.
"What she doesn't know..." smirked Lisa.
I couldn't take my eyes off her all night. This fat 18 year old girl and her huge tits, which she constantly adjusted in her top to the point of almost flashing me her nipples.
Eventually, the girls decided it was bedtime, and changed into their pyjamas. "You can watch if you want, I don't mind." said Lisa as she changed. Kim snapped "but I do, so shut it!"
I just stripped down to my boxers and got under my single duvet on Kim's sofa.
The girls got into bed, and out of sight, I started masturbating, the pace I had to keep was agonizing and just about pointless in order to keep silent.
Then, when I heard the sound of Kim sleeping, I heard a body rise from the bed and Lisa came and stood in front of me in her nightwear; a damn thong and a tiny vest over her bra.
"I'm still wide awake and bored, can I come sit with you?" she asked. Her voice was so common and vulgar, like everything she said had sexual undertones.
I sat up and scooped the duvet to one side for her.
She sat down and leaned toward me, her huge cleavage jiggling as it came to rest facing me.
"Cheers, I'm proper bored. I love Kim to bits but she's such a lightweight."
"She does like an early night." I agreed.
