Bonnie walked up the stairs to the second floor. She could feel the professors eyes on her ass. She had put her skirt back on at the school, but left her panties off, as she knew they would soon be coming off again anyway. She peered over her shoulder at him as she took the last step to the landing of the second floor. Yes, he was looking. She cracked a smile and moved to place the key in the door.
Suddenly the door flew open and Carolyn reached out and pulled Bonnie into the apartment. “Are You crazy bringing him here? Do You know how many students live in this complex?”, Carolyn warned.
“Calm down, Sis!”, Bonnie exclaimed as she motioned to the Professor to enter. “It’s raining out. I don’t think everyone is looking out their windows today.”
As the Professor entered he looked at Carolyn with a sly smile and said, “Hello, Carolyn.” That was all he had time to say before Bonnie grabbed her by the only piece of clothing she had on, a long white T-shirt that came just down to the bottom of her tight little ass.
Bonnie dragged Carolyn down the hall as she yelled over her shoulder, “Prof. make yourself at home. We will be right there.” Then was the sound of the door closing, almost slamming; followed by the sound of the two women giggling.
The Prof. sat on the large fluffy couch with it’s oversized cushions and grabbed the TV remote. As he hit the power button, both the TV and DVD player came on. He was shocked to see a porno movie. He quickly turned the device off and simply looked around the room. It didn’t take long for his head to fill with thoughts of Carolyn coming home, knowing her friend was getting laid, and putting in the movie. He imagined her hands running over her smooth belly, caressing her own skin. He could feel his crotch tightening at his thoughts, at the pictures in his mind of her hand moving to her crotch.
“Professor!”, he heard Bonnie exclaim as she came around the wall from the hallway “Would You like something to drink?”, she asked as she entered the kitchen and opened the fridge. “There’s Coke, lemonade, iced tea, beer, beer, or”, she peered at the black veneer bar with it’s brass accents, “liquor. Lots and lots of liquor!”
He looked up from her feet, following her skin up to the back of her knees where her white bathrobe drifted against her leg. Realizing he was mentally drifting he quickly stood and said, “Liquor? Let’s see what You have.” He walked behind the bar as Bonnie followed closely. “What’s your poison?”, he asked as he noticed Bonnie staring at his crotch.
Bonnie giggled and rubbed his cock softly through his pants. “Calm down, big boy. Better give him a rest: for now anyway.”, she said playfully as she winked and reached for the bottle of tequila. She slammed the bottle atop the bar and exclaimed, “Margarita’s! That’s our drink around here.”
“Margarita’s sound good to me.”, he said, “Where’s the blender?”
“I’ll make the margarita’s! Bonnie never salts the glasses enough.”, Carolyn said as the Prof. jumped, startled by her presence.
The Prof. looked behind him at Carolyn walking towards the bar. “Damn, you scared me. I never heard you come back in here.” he said with a grin .
“Yeah, I’m not only the kinky one I’m also the sneaky one.”, Carolyn said to him playfully as she slapped his ass lightly.
“Yeah yeah, whatever You say.”, Bonnie said to her.
The three were crowded behind the small bar. The Prof. felt Carolyn’s tits rub against his back as she squeezed by. He could not believe he was here. He had been amazed enough at Bonnie’s behavior at the school, but never expected to be here. He slowly moved from behind the bar and walked to the large sliding glass door next to the couch, that opened to the balcony. He looked out at the cloudy sky, watching and listening to the rain.
Bonnie grabbed him by the hand and motioned with her eyes for him to follow her to the couch. She sat and pointed at the small table next to the couch. “There are games in there, if You want to pick one out. That will give us something to do, for now.”, she said with a devilish grin at the end of her sentence.
The Prof. opened the door to the table and took a look. He saw a few board games: Monopoly, Life, Scrabble, and Twister. Next to the games were a deck of cards and a little black box. He grabbed the little black box and took a peek. In it were several dice, he closed the box and returned it to the table. He looked toward the kitchen. He stood and walked toward the bar and grabbed a shot glass. As he returned to the couch, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a quarter, set it in the shot glass, then placed the small glass on the table.
“You know what I haven’t played since before the wedding?”, he asked.
“Oh! Are You sure about that?”, Carolyn shot as she poured the second jug of margaritas and placed it in the refrigerator. “I am the quarters queen, around here!” Then she walked to the chair on the opposite side of the coffee table and sat, handing a full glass to both Bonnie and the Prof.
“Well, I’m not from around here.”, the Prof. said with a grin. He could feel himself slowly starting to settle down. His breathing had returned to normal, as did his heart rate; which was pounding as he walked the stairs a short while ago.
Carolyn laughed. “You’re on, Mr.Man! That sounded like a challenge. Considder yourself drunk!”, she said.
Bonnie let out a simple, “Uh oh!”, as she peered at the professor. “She did warn You.”
The Prof. took the quarter from the glass and handed it to Carolyn. “You go first, then Bonnie.”, he said as his hand moved to Bonnies thigh.
Carolyn took the quarter and bounced it off the table. They all watched as it hit the rim and fell into the glass.
“Damn!” Carolyn exclaimed, “I usually don’t hit the rim. I’m off a little.” She pointed at the Prof., “Drink!”
Bonnie missed her shot and took a swig of her cold frosted drink. ‘I really suck at this game.”, she said with a giggle. She looked at the Prof. and kissed his lips softly one time before looking at Carolyn and winking at her.
The Prof. picked the quarter from the table and missed. He drank a large sip of his drink. “Well, I have to give You the title of ‘Margarita Queen’, but I am just warming up here.”, he said with wit. From where he sat he had an amazing view of Carolyn’s black lace panties. His previous thought that she was totally nude under there had him excited, but the view of her panties made him even hotter.
After a few more rounds Carolyn complained that there was a bad spot on her side of the table and moved to the couch.at the Prof.’s side, opposite Bonnie. She sat close, her bare leg rubbed gently against his pant leg.
After a gallon and a half of margaritas they all had a good buzz going. Carolyn took the pitcher and turned it upside down. “It’s empty.”, she said with a giggle, “We must be drunk.” The three laughed for a moment.