The past hour or two had taken as many twists and turns as a Hollywood movie. One minute I'm thinking how ho-hum the dinner conversation is, then we're kissing in the living room, and then going at it like crazy in the bedroom.
And then she basically passed out and left me high and dry.
I reminded myself that having an orgasm wasn't completely the reason I was in this bed. I wanted to see if having sex with someone immediately made that person more desirable. After having sex with Randi, I was hooked on the young woman. Did the same apply to Gina?
No.
The sex felt lacking – whether that was because of the physical part or emotional part was something I could ponder at home in my own bed. I didn't feel any obligation to stay. It wasn't like I was going to wait around for her to wake up just so I could have my big O, too.
With a sigh, I eased off the mattress and moved down to the foot of the bed to gather my clothes.
As I slid my underwear up, I noticed that I still had the condom on. I saw a small wastebasket by the bed, but that didn't seem like the right place. Maybe I would just keep the condom with me until I got home, then I could hide it down in the trash can behind the house.
I was still half hard so I had to be gentle with getting my pants up and zipped.
I left the room and shut the door behind me.
I was all the way to the front door when I patted my pockets in search of my car keys. They weren't there. Where the heck did I put those? Then I remembered I brought a light jacket. Sometimes I purposely put my keys in my jacket so I can't forget to take it with me – as I was just about to do here.
I checked the living room and the dining area, then remembered that Autumn had taken my coat from me. Maybe she tossed it on her bed before she left.
I returned to the hallway and stopped at the first of three bedroom doors. I opened it and saw it was packed full of possessions, but no coat and no bed, so this wasn't the right room.
I knew the last one was Gina's so Autumn's had to be the middle room.
I opened the door and immediately noticed the flickering of candlelight – a couple on a dresser and one on a nightstand next to the bed. The bed which was currently occupied by someone.
"There he is," purred Autumn. "The big stud himself."
She was stretched out on the bed with her bare legs crossed. She was using my coat like a blanket, reaching from mid-thigh up to her neck.
I needed a moment to get over my surprise.
"You ... you're not supposed to be here."
"Well, I stayed gone a long time. I assumed your date would have been over a while ago, but when I got back, I could hear some interesting sounds coming from the room next to me."
"I ... I didn't know you were in here, I just came to get my coat."
"You just came? Now I heard Mom go through a big finale, but I didn't hear anything like that out of you. So, are you one of those quiet finishers who never makes a sound, or did she conk out on you?"
"I'll get my coat and get going," I said, taking a step through the doorway.
"Ah-ah," she whispered. "You better shut the door before my mom wakes up and sees you standing in my room. Do you want my mom to find you?"
I paused and shook my head.
"Then close the door."
Part of my brain said I shouldn't do that, but I acted out of reflex, doing what was asked of me.
I crossed to the bed and took hold of a sleeve of my jacket. As it pulled toward me, it revealed more and more skin. Her shoulders, then her collarbones, then I found myself staring at her bare breasts for first time since that playoff trip.
"If you take the coat, I'll get cold," she said. Reaching up, she cupped her breasts, which didn't need any support to defy gravity with their firmness. "See?" she asked, as if I could possibly look away. "My nipples are already getting hard – from the cold, of course."
One side of me said I should cover her up and leave, but then again, it was my coat, and I should leave with it. I couldn't leave without it anyway because it had my car keys.
That jolted some sense in my head, and I reached for the pockets. Both were empty. The keys must have fallen out when she –
I didn't finish the thought as my eyes saw that pulling up the jacket to check the pockets revealed the rest of her.
She was fully nude and only a small landing strip of hair was visible on her tight, young skin. She scissored her legs slowly, causing the folds of her petite pussy to slide against each other.
"You're not wearing underwear," my mouth uttered while my brain was still absorbing all the data being collected by the eyes.
"Can't blame a girl. You two were putting on quite a show. I couldn't help but touch myself."
I swallowed, but the Adam's apple just quivered.
"I need my keys so I can leave. Do you know where they are?"
"Search me," she said, with a laugh at the old pun.
"Did they fall out on the bed?" I asked, and with great effort I pulled my eyes from her bare form and looked over the bedspread.
"Don't know. Look closer. Maybe you'll see them."
I found myself leaning forward slightly when she rose up onto her knees and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Now, Autumn, we can't be – "
The rest was cut off as she pulled me toward her. Leaning as I was, I tipped off-balance and nearly toppled over onto the teen beauty. As it was, I caught myself on my hands with Autumn dipped way back. While I was momentarily stuck, she took advantage and planted a big kiss on me. Her soft, warm, moist lips pressed against mine, and her tongue snaked out to play.
