Sharon woke up and wandered downstairs to make a pot of coffee. She hadn't bothered to dress. She had worn just panties to bed and didn't see any reason to put anything else on just to get coffee. She had finally slept well last night. But she still needed to put the finishing touches on her project this morning and then turn it in by noon. Sharon took her project notebooks with her to review while the coffee was brewing.
While Sharon was waiting for the coffee maker to finish, Joanne came out of her downstairs bedroom and slipped into the kitchen. Joanne was wearing only a t-shirt that covered her top half but left her bottom half bare. She told Sharon, "Morning" in a slightly sleepy voice. Sharon looked up from her project papers and replied, "Coffee's ready. Excited to be leaving this afternoon?". Joanne shrugged and said, "Yeah, long week. Tony and I are looking forward to going away for the weekend. Finally."
"Tony?" asked Sharon, "I thought that you were dating what's his name?"
Joanne answered with a laugh, "Uh, no, I'm pretty sure that I'm dating Tony. You need to keep up."
And with that, a dark-haired boy walked out of Joanne's room. He was only wearing jeans. No shirt, no socks or shoes. "I heard my name," he said.
Sharon said, "Oh, hey, Tony. How's it going?".
"Uh, good," he replied as he stared at Sharon sitting at the kitchen table, bare except for her small panties. Tony had almost walked out of Joanne's room nude to follow her into the kitchen. He was glad that he had heard another female voice talking to Joanne first. He had pulled on his jeans. He wasn't sure where his underpants were. He would track those down in Joanne's room before he left for class. Tony was surprised that Sharon made no effort to cover up. Not that he minded. Joanne was bare from the waist down. Sharon was bare from the waist up. He would have been totally turned-on had Joanne and he had not just finished another round of sex with Joanne before they got up this morning.
Joanne poured three cups of coffee, handed one to Sharon and another to Tony. She took a seat at the kitchen table and motioned for Tony to pull up a chair too. As he sat down, he was trying not to stare at Sharon. She was eyeing him. Sharon thought that he looked kind of nice in just his jeans but was also thinking that David was more her type. Too bad Tony hadn't walked out wearing nothing. Joanne had mentioned to Sharon before that she got cold at night so she was often put on a t-shirt after sex. Sharon was trying to figure out if the t-shirt was Joanne's or Tony's and then concluded that it was probably too small to be Tony's.
"I'm wrapping up my big project this morning. Going to be glad to turn it in today. Where are you two going for the weekend?," Sharon asked.
"Tony and I are going camping. We'll pack the car this afternoon. Won't be back until Sunday afternoon," replied Joanne, "Are you having David over?"
Sharon replied, "Yep, we have seen each other everyday this week but we will get to stay together this weekend. With him living in the dorm, it will be a nice break for him too."
Joanne finished her coffee and motioned to Tony to follow her back into the bedroom. A few minutes later, Sharon could hear what sounded like Joanne moaning. She thought, "One down and one to go. Julie's plans to be gone this weekend better not fall through."
David also woke up early that Friday morning. He still had his paper to turn in but he also wanted to read it one more time. As usual this week anyway, Tom was already awake and sitting on his bed reading a textbook. David waited for Tom to go to the bathroom before David reached under his covers to the foot of his bed to find his underwear. By the time Tom returned, David had them back on and was up and ready to go down to the bathroom too. Tom had seen him go to bed last night wearing his new briefs. David thought that it would have been too obvious if he had gotten out of bed this morning without them on.
David was self-conscious as he walked down the hall in these low-cut light blue briefs. Most of the boys in the dorm were still wearing white briefs. Would anyone say anything about what he was wearing now? When he reached the bathroom, there were several boys in there showering, brushing their teeth or at the urinals. He greeted those that he knew. No one commented on what he was wearing although he didn't really expect anyone to say anything. Still, someone might have teased him about wearing colored underwear. He peed and went back to his room. Tom was back on his bed and reading again. Tom looked up as David came back in but didn't say anything.
Tom had heard David moan last night just as Tom was falling asleep and figured that David was masturbating. It was hard to get any privacy in the dorms for anything like that. Boys would definitely try to stay out of each of other's way if one of them had a girl around but to be able to get-off otherwise wasn't easy. The showers were communal. There was almost always someone in the bathroom or the chance that someone would walk in just as you were about to do something in showers. The dorm rooms had almost no privacy if your roommate was around. And there was always a chance that a roommate might walk in on you unexpectedly. Tom knew that David hadn't slept with Sharon all week, just as Tom and Susan hadn't been together any of the nights since last weekend. Not being able to sleep with Susan was getting to Tom too. He was looking forward to David being gone for the weekend. He hoped that David would pack a few clothes and not be dropping back by their room before Sunday.
"Hey, are you still staying at Sharon's this weekend?, asked Tom.
David replied, "Yeah, until Sunday, I guess. I know that I'm staying there tonight for sure. Unless something changes but Sharon hasn't said anything about us not being able to do that. So you should have the room to yourself. And Susan."
"Oh, great. Let me know if anything changes. I'm planning to have Susan hang-out here until Sunday or whenever," Tom said.
Tom and David went and showered. Both dressed and got ready to go to their 9:00 a.m. classes. David wondered whether he needed to pack now and decided that he could do that when he dropped off his stuff in the room after his last class. The only thing that he did when he dressed was to make sure to put on a pair of the new white Jockey briefs that Sharon had given him. He still had one more pair of the low-rise white briefs but he figured that he would pack those to wear on Saturday. He still hoped to go to the gym later this afternoon. Although he wasn't sure whether Sharon would want him to do that. She might decide that they should start the weekend a little earlier.
David and Sharon met for lunch as usual. He was quick to ask, "Are your roommates still planning to be gone this weekend?"
"Oh, you are the eager one, aren't you?, Sharon teased, and then added, "Yeah, I saw Joanne and her boyfriend early this morning. They are leaving for a camping trip this afternoon until Sunday. Then I saw Julie before I left for my class. She is still driving back home this afternoon and won't return until Sunday night. We will have the whole house to ourselves beginning tonight."
David was eager but he was trying to contain his excitement. If he hadn't gotten-off last night, he would have been hard from the anticipation of finally being with Sharon tonight at her house. They had slept together at her house plenty of times with her roommates there. But it was nice that they didn't have to worry about her roommates being in their business or overhearing them having sex. David remembered Sharon being so loud during sex a few times that he was embarrassed to walk out of her room to go to the bathroom. Once Julie had given him a sly wink as though she had heard everything they had done the night before through the bedroom wall. Which she probably had.
"Uh, Tom just wanted to make sure I would be gone this weekend," David stammered.
"Sure, David, you are just looking out for good old Tom. Aren't you sweet?, Sharon shot back, "But seriously, let's plan dinner at my house. Nothing fancy. We can order pizza. And I have plenty of wine. Wine and pizza. Tomorrow night we can do something different."
"Great," David replied, "My last class is over by 3:00. I was thinking about going to the gym first and then to your house."
"I'm done by 3:30 today. I'll meet you at the gym. Are you swimming or what these days?", she asked.
"I thought that I would practice my strokes for awhile. Pretty boring for you to watch," he answered.
Sharon said, "I liked watching you swim. Or rather I liked seeing you in that speedo. Oh, by the way, you don't need to pack anything for the weekend. I have everything you need."
David blushed and changed the subject. They finished lunch and headed off to their classes. As he walked away, he wondered what was on Sharon's mind. If he didn't need a change of clothes from his room, that was fine. Did that mean that they wouldn't be leaving the house all weekend?
David had turned in his paper. There was the usual Friday quiz in psychology but it wasn't difficult. He was current on the readings in all his classes. And next week was a routine week. Nothing that he really had to do for his classes over the weekend that he couldn't do on Sunday night. He went by his dorm room to pick up his swimsuit. He remembered that Sharon had told him that he didn't need to pack anything to stay at her house this weekend. So, he didn't bother. She may have shopped for him or maybe she just meant that they would spend the whole weekend in bed. Which didn't sound bad to him. Still, he was feeling guilty about breaking their "no sex" deal this week. He hadn't meant to cum last night. He had been so close to finishing the week without breaking their agreement. But he decided that it wasn't like she would be able to tell that he hadn't kept his word. He was more than ready to have sex all weekend, he thought.
David got to the gym and changed into his speedo. He rinsed at the poolside showers and started swimming laps. He took a break after the first ten minutes and saw Sharon sitting in the same spot on the bleachers as before. There was one other guy swimming laps. She waved and yelled, "Get back to it, big boy!". The other guy heard her and looked her way. She waved at him too but it was clear that she had been talking to David. David resumed swimming. He was feeling better about his strokes. They were stronger and smoother, he thought, than he had expected. Still not up to what Tom and Sam could do but he was happy just to be decent. After another 30 minutes, he pulled himself out of the pool and went over to sit next to Sharon. She had brought a magazine to read while he swam. But every time he had looked over at her on the bleachers she had been watching him more than reading.
"I don't know how you boys can be so shy about being seen in your underwear when your little speedo covers less than your underpants," Sharon offered.
"Who said I was shy?", David replied, although he had a good idea what she was talking about. Compared to Sharon, David wasn't much of an exhibitionist. The most public place where he wore the least in the dorm was going to and from the communal bathroom. And there were rarely girls in that hallway, except for some early mornings when they were leaving their boyfriends' rooms.
He had gotten accustomed to wearing a speedo when he had started with a club swim team in junior high. It hadn't been easy at first. Girls and boys were together at practices and swim meets. The girls wore one piece tank suits that were not that revealing. The boys wore speedos which left nothing to the imagination. Still, if you wanted to swim competitively, you wore what the team wore. And swimming in high school was true spectator sport although the true spectators were all the high school girls who came to the boys' meets to check out the boys in their small swimsuits. It had taken him some time not to be shy about being around the girls on the high school swim team when he was wearing so little on deck and in the pool. But gradually, he was able to be nonchalant about standing around nearly naked. The only worry that he had was getting a boner in his speedo but that had never happened to him during a swim meet. Too much competitive pressure. Some of the swim practices were a different matter, though.
"You are definitely not shy in that suit," Sharon replied, "My bikini covers more than your little suit does."
David didn't have a good retort to that. He just turned and said, "Well, I'm going to take my little suit back into the locker room, shower, and get dressed. Are we ready for our weekend to begin?"
Sharon answered, "Hmmm, I think that is a splendid idea. Wish I could come back with you and help you out in that big shower of yours. But I'll meet you out front instead. Don't be long." And with that, she walked off.
David showered, rinsed out his swimsuit, and dressed. He was stuck with taking his still damp speedo with him. Without Tom to take it back to their room to dry out, he just put it in a clear plastic bag and figured that he could air-dry it at Sharon's house. He met Sharon outside and they walked over to one of the bars near campus for a quick drink before ordering an extra large pizza to go. Sharon still had her backpack so she stuck his swimsuit in it. "Remind me to take that out so you can hang it up to dry when we get home," she told him.
It was 5:30 by the time they had finished their drinks and their pizza was ready. They walked back to Sharon's house. Sharon had her left hand in the rear pocket of David's jeans. He had his arm around her waist.