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Time To Play

I dropped trou and changed into dry clothes right in front of her
One day after class, I took off to the beach with the two guys next door. All our girlfriends were supposed to go, but mine and Ken's canceled at the last minute. So we went with just Pat and his girl Cathy.

Pat had to work that night, but the other three of us were drinking pretty heavily. While driving back we stopped at this gas station for beer, for Cathy to change clothes (she was whining about her wet suit), and a piss break. Only they didn't have a bathroom. Ken and I had to piss really bad, so we said "fuck it" and went behind the station.

While we were peeing, Cathy pops back behind there, laughes a little, and starts changing clothes. Cathy is a dynomite blonde freshman, so seeing her naked was quite a treat. The whole time she's talking to us about some stupid shit, but she's swapping clothes and giving us a great show. Ken and I just exchanged weird looks, kept pissing, and enjoyed the show. We all returned to the car, and waited on Pat to come out after buying the beer. Nothing else was said about it.

When we got back to the dorms, Pat was running late and grabbed his clothes and left. Ken went back to his room, and I headed to mine to change. Cathy was yacking away about something stupid again, and followed me into my room. I stood there for a second, and again said "fuck it". I dropped trou and changed into dry clothes right in front of her. The whole time, she's still talking.

When I'm done, and go to walk out of the room, she stops me. "Hang on a minute. I'll be right back."

In about 45 seconds or so, she walks back in the room and shuts and locks my door. "Had to tell Ken I was leaving," she says, walks up to me and plants one on my mouth. Now, I am all into this except for the fact that she's dating a friend, and her and my girl are roommates. I mumble some meager resistance. She puts her finger on my lips, pulls off her top, and lifts my shirt enough for her bare tits to sit against my chest.

"Betsy (my girlfriend) knows all about this. And, who knows, next time she may join us. As to Pat, he'll get the same treatment so I don't think he'll mind. Now do we play or not?"

Needless to say, it was time to play.

- Stetson University



Editors Note:
Why stop with only ONE of your friends' girlfriends.

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