Jill's Lost Weeend

Saturday. 9:30am

Jill Reese woke up to the feeling of her body tingling which caused her to stir with pleasure. Almost involuntarily, her hand darted down towards her vagina. As her hand neared its desired destination, she got startled when it bumped into another hand on its journey.

She soon realized the source of her unexpected pleasure, the unknown hand already had two of its fingers inserted inside of her, and was currently fingering her. The realization of this foreign presence caused Jill to fully awaken and sit up in fright. "What the fuck?" she thought. She looked over at who the hand belonged to, and found a complete stranger laying next to her in bed. Jill screamed.

Anthony Rossi shot upright in bed. "I'm so sorry! I just thought it'd be ok after last night!" Anthony pleaded.

Jill looked at Anthony, very confused. Then she looked around the room. She was in what was obviously a dorm room. She and Anthony were naked and extremely close to each other on a twin bed. When she saw her clothes she wore from the night before crumpled in a ball on the dorm room floor, her memories of what happened the night before flooded back, and her world came crashing down.

"Oh shit!" Jill panicked. "I can't be here! I've got to leave! Derek probably tried to call!" She realized that she needed to check her phone. Quickly, she looked around the room and saw her imitation Miu Miu bag hanging off of the back of Anthony's desk chair. She jumped out of bed and hurried to her purse.

Anthony was quite confused. After Jill Reese came back to his dorm room, they had the most incredible night together. He could not believe some of the things he was able to do with her. Plus, not only was she older than him, and his Chemistry TA, but she was also quite beautiful. He couldn't help but notice how sexy she looked when she jumped out of bed, causing her immense breasts to bounce. They were large enough that he could even see the sides of them from the back when she turned to bolt out of bed..

Jill was oblivious to Anthony's attention. At the moment the only thing she could think of was how she was going to respond to Derek's calls or messages. Plus, she needed her phone to get an Uber quickly so she could get back home. After frantically searching through her purse, she finally found her phone, only to see a black screen when she tried to check her messages.

"Fuck! The fucking battery is dead!" Jill was on the verge of tears.

"You can use my charging cable. It's already plugged in there right on my desk." Anthony said when he saw how desperate Jill was.

Jill rushed over to the cable, and plugged her phone in. She cradled it in her hand, trying to will it to charge faster. She knew it was fruitless. It would be at least a couple of minutes before it had enough of a charge for what she needed.

Jill felt herself starting to hyperventilate. Everything at that moment seemed to be spinning out of control. Although they were very rare for her, she felt a panic attack starting to overtake her. She started to lose her balance. She dropped her phone onto the desk and grabbed the desk chair for support and forced herself to try to take deep breaths in an effort to keep calm, but it wasn't working. Her mind filled itself with all kinds of random thoughts. She felt her breathing get even more rapid and out of control. She started seeing stars, and knew she was on the verge of passing out. She panicked even more and was on the verge of losing control. Then suddenly, and completely unexpectedly, Jill felt arms wrap around her body, holding her tight. She didn't realize it, but it was exactly what she needed.

Anthony wasn't sure exactly what was happening to Jill, but he knew he had to do something. He took the risk and came up behind her to hold her as tight as he could. He enveloped his arms around the top of her chest and shoulders, and squeezed her tight. He didn't move at all, nor did he say anything. He just stood behind her, holding her.

As they stood there, embraced, Jill's breathing lowered to its normal rate. As the seconds turned into minutes, she cleared herself of all thoughts. Her body and mind became more and more relaxed. Soon the only thing she was thinking of was the warm embrace of another person comforting her.

They stood there motionless, just enjoying the simple pleasure of each other's touch, then Anthony finally spoke. "You know, if I would have known it would have made you this upset, I would never have said you looked like a squirrel with two acorns in its mouth." he joked, hoping to lighten the situation.

Jill stood there speechless at first, then she couldn't help but break into laughter. The levity in that moment was exactly what was needed to make light of the absurdness of her current situation. She relaxed even more, and brought her hands up to hold onto Anthony's arms as they held her. As she became more calm, she realized that she and Anthony were still naked while they embraced. At this point, she had so many emotions this morning, she didn't care. She just wanted to enjoy this moment.

Jill still was giggling about Anthony's joke, and a memory came to her from last night when he originally made the comment about the squirrel and the acorns. She remembered the feeling she had when she engulfed Anthony's manhood. She had a feeling of power and control. With her meek nature, this is a feeling she typically doesn't have. And it's a feeling she's never felt in bed. The more she thought about it, last night was by far the best night of lovemaking she's ever experienced in her life.

Anthony couldn't help but think about last night's experience as well, and his hormones began to get the best of him. Although his penis became flaccid when he realized Jill was in distress, being pressed up next to her caused it to begin to stir. "Oh no." Anthony thought. He had just wanted to comfort Jill. He had no intention of anything else.

Jill obviously could feel Anthony's penis begin to move. And then the strangest thing happened. She didn't break the embrace. She sat there and just enjoyed the feeling of his cock as it became harder. She felt it grow as it positioned itself into the groove of her ass cheeks. The fact that she could arouse a person, even in the state she was in, excited her. Soon she felt her body begin to tingle. She started to caress the backs of his hands, and then intertwined each of her fingers into his. She then guided his hands to each of her breasts. She used his hands as if they were puppets, and began to fondle her breasts by manipulating them to her will. She guided his fingers so that they would gently tweak her nipples, causing a small moan to escape her lips. Anthony began to slide his now fully erect member in the groove of her ass cheeks.

With all of the sensations, Jill instantly felt herself getting wet. Then, abruptly, she stepped forward, breaking their embrace. Quickly she turned around so that she was face to face with Anthony, and she stared into his eyes. Her face had a look of determination on it.

"Oh, Jill, I'm so sorry. I just couldn't help myself. You are just so sexy..." Anthony was saying apologetically before she interrupted him by covering his mouth with her hand.

"The only thing you should be sorry about is what you just called me. Now say my name again!" Jill demanded.

Anthony looked relieved, but also a little embarrassed. He looked down at the floor and said, "I was just trying to say that you are so sexy...Ms. Reese."

Jill threw her arms around Anthony's neck, and pulled him tight. She forcefully began to kiss him, sticking her tongue into his mouth. Anthony wasn't quite sure what to do, or how to handle this situation, so he just stood there dumbfounded, barely even kissing back. Jill removed her hands from Anthony's neck, and placed them both on his chest. She pushed him down so was now sitting on his desk chair, all the while not breaking her kiss.

And just like the night before, Jill swung her leg over Anthony's lap as he sat on the chair. But unlike the night before, she wasn't confused into thinking this was her husband. She knew exactly who this was, 18 year old Anthony Rossi.

While still passionately kissing Anthony, Jill reached her hand down to grab his penis. She immediately guided it into her already sopping wet vagina, and impaled herself onto him. The pressure of the full weight of Jill's body forcing her pussy down onto Anthony's cock caused her to gasp, which made her finally break the embrace of the kiss. She started to rock up and down on his shaft.

Jill's eyes were closed, and she writhed in ecstasy. Even if her eyes were open, she would have been too busy to have noticed that her phone finally got enough charge to function. Notifications from last night and today began to appear.

The first missed notification popped up.

Friday. 9:00 pm. Text message from Derek Reese. "Hi hun. Done for the day. I'll give you a call shortly."

"Unngghh." Jill grunted as she bounced on Anthony's cock, holding his shoulders for balance.

Then another notification.

Friday. 9:45 pm. Missed call from Derek Reese.

"You are so deep!" Jill screamed.

Friday. 9:52 pm. Missed call from Derek Reese

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Anthony reached around Jill and grasped her ass, pulling her closer to him. She used the opportunity to rock back and forth on Anthony's cock, which felt great on her clit.

Friday. 10:02 pm. Text message from Derek Reese. "I'm guessing you probably fell asleep. I'll chat with you in the morning. Luv u!"

While still rocking back and forth on Anthony's hard dick, Jill removed her hands from Anthony, and grabbed her breasts. She pushed her tits up as close as she could to her mouth, then she bent her head down and began to lick her own nipples.

Notifications from this morning then started to display.

Saturday. 8:42 am. Text message from Derek Reese. "Good morning! You up yet?"

Jill started to bounce on Anthony's dick again. He used the opportunity to thrust upwards and she was coming downwards. The resulting force caused the head of Antony's cock to hit her cervix with each thrust. "Fuck!" Jill cried out with pleasure. Now she was holding her enormous breasts just to keep them from bouncing too wildly.

Saturday. 9:02 am. Missed call from Derek Reese.

Anthony put his hand in between Jill's legs, and began to rub her clit, while pressing his face against her right breast. She removed her hand from her tit so he could have easy access to her nipple. She grabbed the back of his hair, while he forcefully sucked on her nipple. Jill screamed with pleasure while still pogoing on his cock. Her body could not hold out any longer, and she began to cum. She slowed the pace of her riding as her juices began to flow down his shaft. Anthony was not done, however, and kept pounding her with intense force.

Saturday. 9:33 am. Text message from Derek Reese. "Hey sleepy-head! Where r u?"

Jill's nether regions became super sensitive after she came, and the relentless bouncing was too much for her. She deftly hopped off of Anthony, and knelt down in front of him. She wasted no time in grasping his wet dick, and guiding it into her mouth.

The sudden change of being inside Jill's box, to now being inside her mouth caused Anthony to lose control. Without even knowing it, he lifted his legs up and wrapped them around Jill's head, drawing her even further down on his dick.

Jill's phone lit up again. However, this time it wasn't a missed notification..

Incoming call. Derek Reese.

Her ringer notification wasn't very loud, but she may have been able to hear it if Anthony's thighs weren't covering her ears. Since she wasn't distracted by the call, she continued to suck on Anthony's cock.

Anthony did hear the phone ringing, but paid no attention to it. He had other things to concentrate on. Mainly, the incredible feeling he was having as Jill Reese again sucked on his dick. He glanced down and saw the top of her head, pinned between his two thighs, swallowing his cock. This image proved to be too much for him. He shouted "Oh Ms. Reese!", and then instantly began to shoot his spunk down her throat for the second time in two days. This time, Jill was not laying on her back, so no drop would escape. As she continued to milk every drop of semen from his cock, a new notification appeared on her phone...

Voice mail. Derek Reese.

After Jill finished, she stood up and looked at Anthony. He laid in the chair, exhausted. Her post-orgasm feeling had not only relaxed her, but it cleared her mind. She thought back to the incredible night and morning of lovemaking, and she had a new sense of confidence and assuredness in herself. She glanced over at the desk, and saw that her phone screen was somewhat charged. She unplugged her phone, picked it up, and looked at the screen. There were many notifications of missed calls and texts. She briefly panicked as reality set back in, but she pushed that feeling down. She started to formulate a plan. She didn't open any of the notifications, so they would still appear unread on Derek's side, and then she put her phone back down on the desk. "I'm going to borrow some clothes. I'll return them to you when I get a chance." Jill said to Anthony, who was only half-listening. Jill went through Anthony's drawers, and pulled out a pair of running shorts and a UCLA sweatshirt. She quickly put on the new set of clothes. The shorts were a little big, but they would do, and the oversized sweatshirt actually looked pretty good on her. She grabbed a baseball cap and an empty duffel bag from his closet shelf.

She proceeded to stuff all of her clothes from last night into the duffel bag, and she zipped it up. She put on the baseball cap, and pulled it low over her eyes in a way to somewhat hide her face. She saw some Adidas slides sitting by the door, and she slipped those on too. She grabbed her phone and purse, and was finally ready to go. If she walked outside wearing what she had on from last night, she would definitely look like she was doing the 'Walk of Shame'. Instead she could now pass herself off as a student, just wearing typical early morning weekend wear.

Before she left, she walked over to Anthony, who was still sprawled out naked on the desk chair, recovering his energy. She leaned down and passionately kissed him. With her free hand, she reached down, and grabbed his package. She leaned back from her kiss and said "Thank you for last night, and this morning. I didn't realize it, but I really needed it. But I need you to be discreet about what happened between us. Don't brag to your friends, don't post anything anonymously online about it, don't even tell your fucking priest. If you can do all that, maybe we can do this again. If not, this will be the last time you will ever feel me touch your dick." She squeezed his package hard enough to make Anthony sit upright in slight pain. "Understand?" Jill said sternly.

"I understand." Anthony replied.

"Look into my eyes, and say my name when you tell me you understand." Jill said.

"I understand, Ms. Reese." Anthony said, looking into Jill's eyes.

"You're a good kid." She kissed him one more time, and then left.

Saturday. 12:45 pm.

Jill just finished her shower, and walked back to her bedroom with just her towel wrapped around her body. She went to her end table and looked at her phone. She still had not read the messages, she was waiting for the right time. Looking at the clock, now would be as good a time as any.

She unlocked her phone with her facial id, and began to read the text messages from Derek. There were a number from last night and this morning, as was to be expected. There were also a couple of missed calls, and a voice mail. There had been nothing since earlier this morning. All of the messages were the typical messages that were to be expected from a husband trying to reach his wife. Derek obviously knew Jill's reserved personality. He would probably be just annoyed that he couldn't get a hold of her. There would be no way he would be suspicious that she was with someone else.

She figured that after 12:30, he most likely would be done with lunch and back at his conference, unable to use his phone. She was trying to avoid communicating directly with him until she could put some time behind her from what happened with Anthony. This would give her more time to come up with a story without making any mistakes.

After taking a deep breath, she called Derek. His phone rang, and she hoped he wouldn't answer. She didn't quite have her story down yet, and she was afraid she may break down if she had to talk to him right now. Thankfully, she didn't have to worry about it, because her call finally went to voicemail. Jill didn't leave a message, she just hung up. But it would show on his phone that she tried to call. She then sent him a text, with wording she had been thinking of since she left Anthony's dorm room.

"OMG, honey, I'm so sorry!!! I ended up making a new friend at school, and she asked me to go out for drinks. Well, you know absent-minded me, I accidently left my phone at the bar. I didn't realize it until after Cat (my new friend) dropped me off at home. I couldn't get my phone back until noon, when the bar opened for lunch. I'm so sorry, honey! Be sure to call me when you first can! Miss you! Xoxo"

Jill carefully wrote. She reread the text, and it seemed believable. She hit Send. That should buy her some time while she perfected her alibi.

Jill looked around her bedroom. It was still a mess. She still meant to clean up the apartment, and get to grading those lab papers. Maybe the mindless busy work would distract her from constantly thinking about last night and this morning with Anthony.

Suddenly, her doorbell rang. Jill was confused as to who might be. She didn't have any friends in LA, and she wasn't expecting a delivery. She made her way to the door, and took a look through the peephole. She saw a petite blonde standing outside her door. "Cat." Jill thought to herself. With everything that happened last night, she had completely forgotten that she agreed to go with her to help with some charity event today. "Shit." Jill muttered to herself, as she opened the door.

Cat stood there just outside the doorway. She was dressed in an incredibly sexy, blue sleeveless and backless dress. The dress was short, but not too short, and it hugged her figure beautifully. The v-neck accentuated Cat's smaller chest. She was holding an unopened bottle of wine.

"How are you not ready yet? Or is this what you are wearing?" Cat laughed, while looking at Jill, who was still just wearing a towel. And then she motored her way past her, and into the apartment. "Where's your wine opener and glasses?"

Jill absently replied "The opener is in the first drawer left of the sink, and there are some glasses in the cabinet above the dishwasher." She then followed Cat's path into the kitchen.

Cat surprisingly found both the opener and the glasses with no additional effort, and was already in the process of opening up the wine. She poured two generous glasses of red, and handed one to Jill.

Jill sat there in amazement and just watched Cat. Unlike Jill, Cat was very comfortable in any situation, including one where a woman she barely knew stood in front of her in a towel in an apartment she's never been in before. Cat stood there and calmly drank her wine.

"Let me tell you about the event, and then we can figure out what you are going to wear, because you aren't showing me up by just wearing a towel." Cat said, smiling.

"This is some big charity blind auction benefiting St. Jude's Children's Hospital. It's a very exclusive, invitation only event. There are supposed to be a number of celebrities, athletes, and wealthy people there. The event organizers will assign each of us to an item up for auction. We basically have to stand there and encourage people to bid on whatever item we were assigned to. Plus we are to answer any questions any of the bidders might have about the item. Otherwise, we just have to sit there and look pretty. It'll be the easiest $500 you've ever made for two hours!" Cat squealed. "Now show me what's in your closet."