A Place to Stay

This all happened over thirty years ago. I was a student teacher in my last semester at a prominent "teacher's college" in the Northeast. As March rolled around the group of students who were in the program with me were surprised to hear that while all our friends went on Spring Break, we would remain teaching. To add insult to injury, the dorms were closing (as were dining services.) Shit! We were expected to find our own lodging, among other things, for a week. I certainly did not have money for a hotel for the week, and the one guy I knew in the program was in the same predicament as I was.

The other person I knew well was Jen. A pretty brunette who lived in an on-campus apartment with three other women. She was also a student teacher. Now the campus has a strict cohabitation law, but I felt with most of the campus shut down this might not be a problem. We had been out drinking many times and we got along super well so I asked if I could borrow her floor. She was fine with that she caught up with me the next week and said that her roommates were off to Florida and Carly said if I brought my own sheets, I could use her bed. So, I planned to show up on Sunday evening, taking the time to go home for the weekend and do laundry and all the stuff college aged folks do on a weekend home.

When I arrived on Sunday, I was greeted with an enthusiastic hug which I returned. With both of us currently unattached, we had a lot in common besides teaching. Plus, with both of us being student teachers, the chance to exchange "war stories" was a plus. We had been so busy in our lives we really hadn't talked as much as we might have liked. We traveled quickly over to the grocery store for lunch and dinner supplies which I paid for as "rent" for the week as well as a trip into the local department store for school supplies. We passed by the swimsuit display, nicely at the front of the store when we were still in the middle of a Northeast winter. "Hmm, I prefer bikinis" Jenn said flipping through them frowning at the selection.

"Oh if you buy something does this mean a fashion show later?!" I kidded. I was rewarded with a wry smile, a punch on the arm and that "all men are the same" eye roll. We continued and headed for her apartment where I made my bed, moved my stuff out of the way and we graded papers.

Except for the first night where I took her out for dinner (more rent and profuse thank yous for saving me from having to find other accommodations) our days were busy, and we traded student stories and graded papers. It was relaxing. Coming home Tuesday night it began to snow and by the time 6:00 PM came around it was a good old-fashioned snow storm. Our friends from Florida rang us up, drunk and kidded us how they were enjoying 80-degree days and sunshine on the beach. Bastards! At 7:00 P.M. our school district called. With 12"-15" predicted, school was called for the next day. We decided to finish up grading and then have a little wine and relax, knowing we had a day off.

We traded some stories and began reminiscing about the last 4 years at college. The wine loosened us up so the conversation got a little more intimate "You know Taylor?" Jenn asked.

"Of course." Taylor or Tay for short as a good guy, we used to hang out and he had graduated last year. "Have you heard from him."

"Good guy?" She mused with a look in her eye. "Did you know he always used to hit on me?"

"I know he liked you." I answered.

"No, I mean remember how you and everyone would leave the house after a party and Tay would stay behind."

"Sure, Dan and I used to kid he was trying to get you to have sex with him. But since he was hot and heavy and two years into Kelli, we figured it was all talk. He never did anything did he? I mean like bad. We always felt he was safe."

"No, nothing like that. He never once made an inappropriate physical pass, but he would stay behind for almost an hour. He constantly told me he loved me and would ask me to sleep with him. It got to be too much, that is why I used to leave after the parties and go sleep at Mary Grace's dorm. That way I could leave with everyone else and make up some bullshit about me and MG going out early.

I was shocked. "Gee, I thought you seemed kind of weird around him last year, no wonder."

"Well, I knew everyone liked Tay, Hell I liked Tay, but that got be a bit a much. Mostly I would have brushed it off if he hadn't had been attached. I didn't like Tay in that way, but the fact he was snooping behind Kelli's back pissed me off." She spoke. "Pissed Kelli off too, but I had to tell her."

"So, he never had a chance?"

She shook her head. "Even unattached, the whole fake intellectual vibe, while fun at first, got to be a bit much. He constantly tried to make everyone think he was all deep. But I guess some women bought it"

"Hmm, he's not a real intellectual like me" I kidded.

She rolled her eyes dramatically. "If you're getting up Einstein, grab me another glass of wine will you?"

We chatted for another hour, drank more wine and talked about the end of last year. "Remember how drunk Maryann was at that final party we had here in the apartment."

"Yup, she was wasted, she was the last person I expected to get almost pass out drunk."

"I remember she suggested playing strip poker and we ended up playing Pictionary. Can you imagine a prude like her playing strip poker?"

"Yeah, I'm still pissed off about that night."

"Why?"

"Are you kidding, a chance to see you naked? The hottest woman on this campus! Who wouldn't be pissed" Realizing what I saying, I lifted my voice at the end and tried to laugh it off like I was making a joke.

"I think the wine is talking, but that is sweet. She blushed a bit. "But what if you lost, don't you think I might have enjoyed see you with your cute tush, among other things, exposed."

I had not thought of that but said "Now who is letting the wine do the talking? But you are too kind. I am sure we could have handled it after all what's a little naked between friends?"

She looked at me for a long minute. "Wait here." Jen put her wine glass down and retreated to the bathroom, she returned in a long bathrobe, she undid the sash and holding the robe over her boob and bush quickly showed me her side. "I am naked beneath this." She closed the robe and tied the sash tight and curled up on the couch. "So, as you said, 'What's a little naked?'"

I felt my cock stir a bit as this was taking a rather odd turn, "I don't get it."

She smiled. "Strip. Show me some skin. Do as I like for a little while and maybe you will get what you want" she paused "Or maybe you won't" she smiled playfully and a little wickedly. If a little naked doesn't bother you, show me how enlightened you are."

"It's late Jen, how much wine did you have?"

"You're such a gentleman. Together we split a bottle and let's face it, we drink much more than that amount usually. I am fully in control of my faculties and mental cognition" with that she closed her eyes and touched a finger to her nose in an exaggerated drunk driving test. "See?"

I was dazed, and without realizing it really, pulled my t-shirt off. She whistled appreciatively.

"What the fuck was I doing?" I thought. "Maybe I shouldn't do this and fuck everything up." But it was late and though not drunk, some inhibitions were gone, I peeled off my socks and sweat pants. I realized with some horror I was getting hard exposing myself. I decided to call her bluff and stood before her in my briefs "Would you like to do the honors?" I knew full well she wouldn't. She absolutely wouldn't. She would be the voice of reason and say she was just messing around. Instead, she uncurled from the couch and without warning yanked my underwear down to my knees, my hard cock springing up, barely missing her chin. Her eyes lit up.

"MMM, I like." she said as she pushed me away, hand on my stomach. "Now step out of the underwear, I mean naked!"

I slowly stepped out of the underwear and stood naked and hard before this very clothed woman. "Wow. I mean I didn't think you would do it." she said. She looked a little overwhelmed.

I spoke a little stunned "I didn't think I would either, I'm sorry" I tried to cover up. "I thought I might call your bluff but the chance..."

She quickly recovered and cut me off. "I told you to get naked and do as I like for a little while. Your chance isn't here yet." She pushed the robe quickly off her shoulder, showing me her neck and shoulder and quickly pulled it back up. "Now move your hands let me see all of you." I moved my hands, and my cock twitched, she laughed. "This will be fun. Step closer to me and kneel down."

I did as she instructed, my cock sticking proudly out, and she ran a hand down my chest. "I cannot fucking believe I am doing this." she whispered. I moaned appreciatively. "Yeah, I know you can't fucking believe it either. Don't get your hopes up, this could be a very frustrating evening." She ran her hand over my neck and spent some time on my nipples pulling and pinching. "Someone likes that" she said noting my quickening breathing "I'll keep that in mind." She ran her hand down my stomach and arrived at my hard cock but deftly avoided it, her hand nestled in my pubic hairs. She ran her hand back up my chest, I involuntarily groaned. "Poor baby" she laughed.

She ordered me to stand and over to the couch. She walked over to the sink and took a small towel. She retreated to the bedroom and returned with another towel and a small bottle. She threw me one of the towels "Here, sit on this I don't want the couch to be stained!" So, I put the towel down and sat down. "Um what can I make you do next?" she wondered aloud. "Oh, I know!" She ran back to her room and came back with something in her hand. "A hair scrunchy" she said. I looked quizzical. "Carly uses one on Laird. She read about it in Cosmo, I think it will look cute!" For the first time her hand touched my cock and balls, and she fit the scrunchy over them. Just a little bit snug, it felt good. "Wow looks like the head is changing color" she noted. Indeed, a slight purple hue, but not bad. She reached over and gave my balls a rub and scratched a fingernail over my head, stopping at the hole sending waves of pleasure through me. I looked over again, a little shocked. "Don't be so presumptuous you!" She spoke. "I may not date a lot, but I have had my share of experiences" she said with a flip of the hair. "No unsatisfied customers." She laughed as she slid up my cock with her soft hands.

"But you want me naked" she said "I think maybe a naked you is worth a flash of a nipple. Maybe." She smiled "What else can I make you do?" I never had a hot naked man at my beck and call." She smirked "I do so love that scrunchy, it looks so cute, I borrowed it from Carly, so don't stretch it out, although I think it may be too late." Indeed, my cock was pushing against its elastic barriers.

She smirked again. "Just sit for a minute." she said. "and spread those legs, I want to see everything." I sat considering my situation as Jen seemed bent on putting me through every little thing she could think up. She threw the bottle over to me that she brought out of the bedroom. Astroglide. I knew it all too well, good slippery stuff. "Rub some on your nipples" she ordered. "Now play with them." I felt odd pulling, pinching and stroking my own nipples in front of her. I was too horny to stop myself and beside her face was a little flushed. She liked it and we were both into it. "Stop" she ordered. "Lube up your cock and balls and get busy". Too far gone I did as told and she definitely approved. I stoked and squeezed my balls and took long strokes on my hard cock. She stopped me as I got closer. "Look quick" she said and un-sashed her robe exposing her right tit quickly and recovering it.

"That's it?" I cried out.

"Maybe, you said yourself being naked was a small price for a chance. You're naked, you had you chance. I hope you didn't blink." She smirked

"I never said anything about jerking off! I said naked

She appeared to ponder the statement but her voice, which grew huskier, gave her away. "Hmm you are right. I did ask for a few other things. And being unattached, like me, you probably have a lot of frustration built up." She made a fake sad face. "Poor baby!" She walked over and removed the scrunchy, all coated in lube and a little precum. "Hmmm, how will I explain this to Carly?" she wondered aloud. She flicked a finger over my cockhead and got some precum on her finger. She put it on her tongue. Instantly she made a face. "Yuck that lube is nasty tasting." She stood up and stepped away. "Okay, I have had my fun" she said with certainty "I think you have earned it." With that she stepped away and untied her robe, her boobs came in to view as well as her hairy, though well-groomed bush. She looked at me shyly and bright red with embarrassment. "Do you like?" she said uncertainly then looked at my cock which was harder the ever. "I guess so" she said. "Damn I can't believe I am doing this" she paused "We are doing this." She walked over and hugged me, her breasts pressing against me, and my heavily lubed cock sliding against her tummy and the top of her pubic hair. I pulled the robe back and let it fall to the floor and squeezed her ass. "Was it worth it? she asked, again, so uncertain.

I let go and looked in her eyes and kissed her. "Yes."

She sighed happily and led me back to the couch. She leaned back on it. "Finish that for me I never thought a man jerking off would be so much fun, but I like it." She rubbed a hand on her pussy, and it came up wet, she rubbed it on my cock. "Cum on my tits. All over them, let me watch you." I needed no further encouragement. She quietly rubbed her pussy while I jerked off. She looked at my face with an expression of her own pleasure and excitement.

She took her pussy soaked hands and lightly touched my balls, and I lost it all over her boobs, long strings of cum coating her pink nipples. Dragging her hand through my cum, she touched and fingered her pussy to a short but intense orgasm, licking her fingers seductively after. We fell asleep naked on the couch.

I awoke first the next morning and hesitantly put on underwear and pajama bottoms and began to make a muffin mix I found for our breakfast "How weird would this morning be?" I wondered. Would everything be fucked up?"

"What the hell are you doing?" I turned to see Jen, naked, hands-on hips in mock indignation. "Who told you could get dressed?"

I turned "I was worried things might be weird?"

"The only thing that is weird are those Bugs Bunny pajama bottoms." I disrobed "Much better. She stared openly as my cock, but I was staring hard at her tits. "Oh breakfast" she said excitedly. She sat down on the couch and spread her legs. "You better think about which muffins you want to eat though." she said, "The ones out of that box or" She pointed down, "The muffins out of this box."

"Decisions decisions" I said as she stood up and grabbed my cock "Depending on your choice I have uses for this later." She smiled and kissed me. "Choose wisely."