As usual, Sharon woke up before David did. She sat up in bed and watched him sleep. He was lying on his stomach. She wondered if he had slept that way all night. After they finished having sex, of course. She had let him be on top last night. Even though she liked riding him, she thought that the pressure on his butt of her on top might not feel too good. They had finally gone to sleep around midnight. Or at least he had. She had been energized by their love-making. But like most boys, it seemed, a couple of orgasms and David was spent. She had sat up in bed after he had fallen asleep and thought about their day together. She had paddled David twice. And he had let her. Except for going out for breakfast in the morning and going for a run in the afternoon, she had kept him naked the rest of the day. She had been nude for part of it, but she had kept her clothes on both times that she paddled his butt. She had dressed again to pick up dinner and had stayed dressed all evening until she was ready to take him upstairs.

David was still sound asleep. Perhaps yesterday had been exhausting for him. She was curious to check out his butt this morning. Sharon slowly pulled the covers off of him. With him lying face down, it was easy to see that the ice had probably helped some. His butt had a slight red tinge overall but was a little purple in the center. That is going to be a mild bruise only, she thought. She hadn't thought about icing him after the first paddling. But then she had stuck him in the corner for an hour so that wouldn't have worked anyway. Maybe she needed to think of a different way to ice him in the future. It was an interesting thought. It definitely meant that yesterday was not the last time that she planned to spank him. Sharon also liked being spanked too. Maybe she better come up with a better to ice for herself too. Although she had fewer problems with having bruises on her butt. She didn't live in a dorm and she didn't go to the gym that much. She had roommates. But they weren't modest around each other going to and from the shower. Sharon imagined that the three of them wouldn't be that uncomfortable being nude around each other more. It was just that they had different schedules and two bathrooms so they didn't have to share, like the boys in the dorm did. Usually, they wore something to come downstairs to make breakfast or get coffee in the mornings. Although they didn't usually wear much. Panties only, sometimes. Maybe with a bra. Joanne sometimes wore a short nightie that covered her top but not her bottom.

Her upstairs roommate, Julie, was more likely to see her naked than Joanne downstairs would. Julie had a kinky side, Sharon thought. Maybe Julie liked being spanked or might like to be the spanker, too. Julie had talked about tying boys up and being tied-up herself. Sharon remembered a Sunday morning not that long ago when Julie's boyfriend had what looked like rope burn marks on his wrists and ankles. Sharon had asked Julie about those once he left. Julie had been very nonchalant about telling Sharon that she had hog-tied him and then had some fun with him. Sharon had said, "Well, I didn't hear much through the wall" and Julie had replied, "I gagged him too. Keeps them quiet. Which is kind of nice anyway. I can do what I want to him without him making a lot of noise." Sharon had been intrigued. It was funny that with the thin walls between their bedrooms, neither of them appeared to care if they could hear each other having sex with a boy.

She wasn't sure what Joanne and her boyfriends did in her bedroom downstairs. The most that she had noticed was that Joanne seemed to like to undress her dates out in the living room or dining room. More than once, Sharon had come downstairs to make coffee and found boy clothing scattered around both places. Never Joanne's clothes though. Which meant either Joanne didn't undress out there or she picked up her clothes after stripping down but made the boys leave their clothes lying around. Joanne had been present when Sharon had asked Julie about tying up her boyfriend. She noticed that Joanne didn't seem surprised at all and even asked what kind of rope Julie used. Sharon thought of another possibility and wondered about where she could find something that occurred to her. The Army surplus store or a pawnshop, maybe?

Sharon could imagine Julie and Joanne liking an over the knee spanking, maybe. How would they feel about a paddling, though? Most girls knew boys who got paddled in school or home but they wouldn't have first-hand experience bending over for a paddling themselves. She might have to ask them about that. Paddling was a totally different experience.

She had been daydreaming for a few minutes but realized that she needed coffee. She wasn't hung-over. Neither of them had drunk anything last night. Which, the next morning, kind of surprised Sharon. She had wine and liquor in the house. At least enough for two. But she hadn't wanted to get David drunk last night so she had stayed sober too. They had both had plenty to drink on Friday night. Last night, Sharon had been thinking ahead to the bedroom. Even though some alcohol might have lessened some of the throbbing in David's butt, booze might have made it harder for him to do what she wanted in bed. He hadn't mentioned anything about having a drink either. It was a rare, sober Saturday night.

Sharon slipped out of bed silently. She left David uncovered. She figured that he would eventually get cold and wake up. She couldn't tell if he was hard or not since he was lying facedown. After what they had done the last two nights, she guessed that he might not have morning wood this time. She was fascinated by the sight of sleeping boys with erections in the mornings and wondered when was the last time that David had a wet dream. If he was going to have one, it would have been this past week since he had done without until he jerked off on Thursday night. She would have been surprised if he had confessed to having a wet dream. Boys obviously didn't like to talk about things like that. She was pleased that he had admitted to masturbating instead.

She went downstairs and started the coffee maker. She poked around in the refrigerator for something to make for breakfast. There were eggs and bacon. She got those out but held off making them until David was up. No reason to have cold eggs.

The coffee was soon ready. She got a cup and sat at the kitchen table. She thought that she heard something moving upstairs. Then she definitely heard the upstairs toilet flush. Sure enough, David wandered into the kitchen a minute or two later. Still nude. Which was fine. She hadn't bothered to put on any clothes either. "Hey, big guy, morning!" she said.

"Oh, hey, yourself. Good morning!" David offered with some enthusiasm. Yesterday have been rough, no question. But last night's sex had made the rough day worth it.

He went over to the coffee maker and filled the cup that Sharon had left out for him. He was still sleepy-eyed, she thought. "Before you sit down, let's have a look at your butt," Sharon said.

"Yeah, it doesn't look too bad. I checked it out in the bathroom mirror," he responded, as he turned around so that she could get a look. His butt looked slightly better than she remembered it looking when she had pulled the sheets off of his this morning. There was a purple splotch in the middle of each buttocks. It didn't look good enough for him to be using the shower at the dorm, she thought, but it was better than it might have looked if she hadn't iced his butt yesterday.

"Much better," Sharon said, "although I think that you are going to have to spend the night here every night this week."

"Oh?", David responded with a smile and "Why would that be?". He sounded as though he minded but, of course, he didn't.

"I don't think your butt is ready to be shown off to all your little boyfriends at the dorm and in the gym," Sharon teased, "Better give those bruises a few days to fade."

"Right, well, I thought about that. No way that no one would notice. So I guess you will have a roommate this week. At least for showering. Will Julie and Joanne mind me being here?" he asked.

"I doubt it. They tolerate you well. I don't know why. Of course, if they knew that all it takes is a hard spanking to keep you in line, then that might satisfy them," she replied.

"You wouldn't tell them about that, would you?", he stammered.

"Oh, relax, those two probably aren't going to spank your little bottom. Although it might be fun," Sharon shot back.

David relaxed a little. He sat down gingerly on a kitchen chair. Sharon added, "You know how to cook eggs and bacon?"

"Sure," he answered.

"Well, let's get cook some breakfast then. I'll fry the bacon while you cook the eggs," she said.

After they ate, they sat in the kitchen and talked about classes. Suddenly, David asked, "When do your roommates get back? I probably should put on some clothes."

Sharon responded, "Relax, they won't be back until this afternoon at the earliest. Maybe even tonight."

"Uh, I still need some clothes," he said.

"Hmmm, now where did I put your clothes?" Sharon teased, "Oh, yes, that's right. I washed everything yesterday, including your gym clothes from our run."

"Could I get something to wear, please? What if Jason shows up again? He might bring your books back or something," David begged.

"Stop worrying about Jason. He has already seen you naked. What's the big deal?" she responded.

"Um, I don't want to make a habit out of being naked every time he shows up," he said.

Sharon shot back, "Oh, you boys and your shy ways. I don't get it. You spent all of your young life naked in front of your brothers and God knows who else. You live in a dorm. Showering with a million boys."

"Totally different," David replied.

"I don't see how. But if it means that much to you, I'll will give you something to wear," she said. And with that, she got up and walked in the direction of the laundry room. She came back in a minute with another pair of the new colored briefs that she had bought for him. This time, they were navy blue. "Here, put these on, so you won't have a stroke," she said as she tossed the briefs to him.

"Uh, thanks," he said as he stood up and pulled them on. He really wanted more clothes than just underpants but these were a start.

"I would have thought that you would want to go without any bottoms until your butt was less sore. A jockstrap would have been better than those, I would think," Sharon added.

David thought that she might be right. But at least she had washed these new briefs already so they were soft. They didn't cover much but at least he wasn't completely naked any longer. He sat back down.

"Aren't you going to put something on?", he asked.

"Oh, now, you want me to be shy too?" she said with a smile, "Okay, big boy, I'll go put something on." She went upstairs. David sat at the kitchen table and wondered what he had gotten himself into. Sharon was great, no question. But their relationship had taken an unexpected turn last week and again this weekend. The sex was great. The weirdness was what she got him to do. Both to her and by her.

Sharon came back downstairs. She had put on a pair of bikini panties. Nothing else. "Okay, now we're even," she said as she sat down, "So what do we want to do next?".

"Let's go out to lunch," David said, "I mean, when it is lunch time."

"Okay, and until then?" Sharon asked.

"Oh, maybe just hang out here," he replied. He really didn't have an idea of what to do.

She responded, "Tell you what. I have an idea. Let's go for a swim."

He was surprised. Did she mean at the gym? "Where?," he asked

"Cathy has a pool at her house. She told me that I can use it any time I want. She's gone for the weekend. Let's walk over there," Sharon responded.

"Uh, I don't have a swimsuit," David said.

"Sure, you do. Your speedo is in the laundry room where you left it on Friday," she shot back.

"That's suit is for swimming laps. Not for splashing around in someone's pool," he replied.

"Oh, really, shy boy. You look good in that suit. And besides, no one is home at Cathy's. I'll wear my bikini. The one I know you will like," Sharon offered.

"Fine," was all he could say. He really wanted to see Sharon in her bikini. Although he wondered why. She was wearing even less right now.

"Follow me," she said. David followed her as she found his speedo in the laundry room. Then she motioned with her finger as she led him upstairs to her bedroom. "Well, put it on," she said, as she found her bikini in a drawer. David slipped off the briefs and pulled his speedo on. Sharon did the same with her panties and the bikini swimsuit.

"Let's go," she said.

"Uh, aren't we going to put some clothes on? How close is Cathy's house?," David asked.

"You don't want to walk over there in a speedo, I guess," she replied with a smirk, "Then let's go get your gym shorts and sneakers. You won't need anything else to walk over two blocks." Sharon threw on a t-shirt that covered most of her bikini and grabbed a bag of stuff and a couple of large towels. David pulled on the new gym shorts over his speedo and put on his sneakers.

They walked over to Cathy's. Sharon was right. Her friend Cathy's house really was just two blocks away. There was a lock on the side gate and Sharon knew the combination. The pool was really nice, David thought. He had met Cathy before at a party at Sharon's house. The house itself was a one-story on the small side. At least compared to Sharon's two-story rental house. The pool was surrounded by a seven foot wood fence. As Sharon had said, no one seemed to be home. They looked through the sliding glass door first to confirm that no one was there, just in case. Sharon jumped in the pool. David followed. The water was cold but they got accustomed to it in a few minutes. David looked around. None of the neighboring houses were two-story so at least the pool area provided some privacy.

It was nice being in the water. David thought that this swim might replace the need for a shower this morning. The pool was a large rectangle and just long enough to swim short laps. He started swimming a few laps just to warm himself up. Sharon started doing the same. David was a little surprised that she had really good form. He hadn't known her to be a swimmer. The water still felt cold but they weren't shivering. After swimming a few more laps, they hung onto the edge of the pool at the deep end. Sharon leaned over and kissed David on the mouth. He leaned in her direction and they held a long kiss. Sharon suddenly broke off the kiss and said, "Race you to the other end and back. Now!"

She had a head start. At least two lengths ahead of David, before he could react to her challenge. He turned quickly and started swimming. Sharon reached the turn at the other end just a half length ahead of David. He did a quick turn and push-off from the shallow end and passed her about midway to the deep end. She was now a length behind. His height and longer arms helped him reach the deep end edge two second before her. They both rested their arms on the edge of the pool and caught their breath. "Didn't know that you were that good," David said, "I mean, you never said anything about swimming laps before."

"Lots of things you don't about me, I guess," Sharon replied with a smile, "You weren't the only to swim on a swim team in high school."

David responded, "Fair. But I still won."

Sharon didn't reply. She just dunked herself straight down in the deep end. David was still resting his arms on the edge. He had won, but just barely, he thought. Suddenly, Sharon was below him. She yanked his speedo down and off and swam with it to the bottom of the deep end. "Hey!", he exclaimed. But his yell was pointless. Sharon was swimming toward the shallow end with his suit in her hand. He turned and swam in her direction.

Just as he thought he was about to catch her, Sharon surfaced straight-up and threw his speedo as far as she could. It went over the fence into Cathy's side yard. David yelled, "Hey!" again. But it was too late.

Sharon pulled herself out of the pool at the shallow end and stood there laughing. "That's better," she said, "Now what do you think about winning that little race?"

"Okay, give me my suit back," David demanded.

"No," she replied, "That's the penalty for being a sore winner. You have to get your own suit."

David responded, "Fine, I'll just do that" as he looked over to where he had left the gym shorts.

Sharon saw him look that way. "Not so fast, mister," she said, as she walked over, picked up his gym shorts, and tossed those over the fence too.

"That's not funny," he said.

"Oh, I think it is," Sharon replied, "You can get your own stuff while I sit and get some sun."

David was stuck. He was in the pool. He looked at Cathy's house. Still no sign of anyone home yet. He looked around the perimeter of the fence. Didn't seem to be anyway for someone to see him. How far was his suit and shorts on the other side of the fence? Not far, he thought. The speedo might be farther than the gym shorts because the speedo was wet and heavier. Reluctantly, he climbed out of the pool and walked over to the fence. He was able to see through the spaces between the boards but couldn't see his suit or the shorts. "Damn, I'm going to have to open the gate to get a good look," he thought. He looked back at Sharon. She was lying on a lounge chair by the pool. Very unconcerned with his predicament, it seemed. She was watching him. She liked him nude. And his butt had those purple bruises in the middle of each of his butt cheeks. But the cutest thing was that his penis and balls were tiny from being in the cold water.

He went to the gate and opened it just a little to see if he could find his suit or his shorts. Either one would be okay if they were close enough to the gate. He had to open the gate even more. No sign of either one. Where had they gone? Then it occurred to him. Look behind the open gate. Crap, he thought, that means I have to be completely exposed. He peeked around the gate to see if anyone was walking by or in the yards next door or across the street. He didn't see anyone.

David turned to Sharon. "Hey, do you mind getting my stuff? Please," he begged.

She just looked at him and said, "Serves you right. Go on, shy boy."

He was resigned to going out of the gate. He looked around again. Damn. Well, here goes, he thought, as he darted out to look behind the gate. Sure enough. His suit was about 6 feet behind the gate and farther from the fence than his gym shorts. He decided to try for the gym shorts first since they were closer. If he got those, then he could put his shorts on and then go back out and get his speedo.

He raced out, grabbed his gym shorts, and ran back inside. He pulled the gate shut quickly. "Oh, aren't you clever?," Sharon called from her chair.

David pulled his gym shorts on. Then he made another quick jog outside the gate for his swimsuit. He didn't have to hurry as much this time. He was at least wearing something now. He tried to look nonchalant about getting his suit in case any of the neighbors were now watching from their homes. He picked it up and brushed the grass off.

Sharon was up out of her chair and walking toward him. "Let's go get lunch," she said.

"Now?", David replied.

"Yep. Now," she said as she walked past him and out the gate. "You better hurry up or I'll lock you inside," she added.

David ran over and grabbed his sneakers. He thought that Sharon might actually re-lock the gate with him inside. And he didn't want to try climbing over the fence.

He stepped outside. Sharon had the combination padlock in her hand. As soon as he exited, she put the lock back on the gate with a snap to secure it.

"Hey, I wasn't going to put my suit back on first," he said.

Sharon looked at him coyly and replied, "No need for that now. Let's get lunch." Then she start walking away. David pulled on his sneakers quickly and followed her. She was walking really fast. He had to hustle to catch up.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"To that burger place on Evans. You like that place, don't you?" she responded, still walking quickly.

"Yeah, but I'm not really dressed to go anywhere. I mean, I'm not wearing anything under my shorts," he added.

"Oh, you will be fine. Besides, we can sit outside. No dress code worries. Are you worried about the "no shirt, no service" sign or something?," she asked.

"No, I'm worried about the "no underwear" problem I have right now," he responded.

"I think you look cute in your little gym shorts. Hand me your speedo and I'll put it in my bag," she said.

David handed over his swimsuit. He felt exposed wearing only short gym shorts in a public place. How was he supposed to sit without showing something off by accident? He felt awkward enough just walking down the street.

The burger place was a few blocks away. David could feel a cool breeze up his shorts every time he took a step. He now had a small bulge in his shorts. The rubbing of the shorts on his dick was getting him a little hard. Sharon seemed amused that David was walking funny. She guessed what the reason was.

"Something wrong?", she asked with a smile.

"Yeah. I mean, no," David replied. He didn't want Sharon to know how uncomfortable he was. He was hoping that he wouldn't get a full erection. There would be no hiding that.

They reached the burger place and grabbed a table outside. There were plenty of customers sitting around them. Sharon got up and placed their orders at the window. It was a good thing that she had money in her bag. David had nothing with him. After all, they were just going for a quick swim, he thought.

Sharon returned to the table. She was smiling at his discomfort. He tried to keep his legs together under the table but his dick was hanging down one leg of his shorts. He turned slightly away from the next table, hoping that no one would notice his predicament. Sharon wasn't about to let this moment pass, though. She had silently kicked off one of her sneakers under the table and placed her bare foot on his crotch. David tried to shift away from her foot. He was about to reach down and move her foot off his crotch when she reached over and grabbed his wrists. "Look into my eyes, big guy," she said.

"Uh, what are you doing?," he whispered back.

"Just having a little fun. Keep your hands on the table," she instructed. She put her foot on the ground and leaned down as though she was looking for something in her bag. While pretending to poke around in the bag, she looked under the table at David's crotch. Just what she thought, the tip of his penis was visible at the bottom of the left leg of his shorts. It was almost touching the seat of the chair. David had to know that he was almost exposed down there. As though he knew that Sharon was checking him out, he straightened up and moved his knees closer together. She raised up and put her bare foot back on his crotch. Which forced him to move his knees apart a little.

Sharon started scanning the crowd. She saw one of her best friends walk up with her boyfriend. "Oh, Karen, over here!" she called.

Karen and her boyfriend walked over. "Great to see you," Karen said, "What are you two doing today?" David had met Karen and her boyfriend before at Sharon's house. Terrible timing.

Sharon said, "Why don't you two join us? There aren't any open tables. You don't mind, do you, David?".

"Um, no, fine," was all David could manage. Sharon still had her foot on his crotch. His erection was getting bigger. Sharon leaned back in her chair and gave his crotch another rub before putting it back on the ground. She could tease him later.

"Why don't you put your orders in and eat with us?", Sharon suggested. Karen looked around. There weren't any other tables outside.

"Great," Karen replied, "Dan, I'll have the usual, I guess." Dan went off to place their orders while Karen took one of the extra seats.

Karen was curious about what David and Sharon were up to. Sharon was in a bikini with a t-shirt barely covering her top. David was shirtless and in a pair of small gym shorts. He looked uncomfortable. Karen asked, "So what have you guys been up to?".

Casually, Sharon replied, "Oh, not much. Just went for a swim at Cathy's. She's gone for the weekend. Mostly been hanging around the house. What have you and Daniel been doing?".

Karen responded, "Pretty much the same. My roommate was gone this weekend so we have been hanging out too. Where's Julie and Joanne?"

"Gone for the weekend too. It's been nice. David and I had the house to ourselves," Sharon said.

"So, David, you live in the dorm, right? Must be nice not to have to spend every minute with a roommate?," Karen tossed out. David had been quiet and she wanted to see what he was like.

"Uh, yeah, it was nice," he replied. He really wasn't sure what to say. It wasn't any secret that he and Sharon were sleeping together. He knew from Sharon that Karen and Daniel had been dating for a while too. He assumed that Daniel had spent the weekend with Karen. He didn't know Daniel well. They had met at a party freshman year and ran into each other in the dorm occasionally.

Karen and Sharon continued to talk. David wasn't really paying attention. Sharon had moved her foot off his crotch as there wasn't room under the table with Karen sitting there. Daniel came back over and took a seat. Daniel and David listed to the girls talk. The guy at the take-out window called out Sharon's name. She turned to David and said, "Oh, would you mind getting our order, big guy?".

David couldn't refuse. Even though he wanted to. He was now going to have to walk to the take-out window and back. He hoped that Karen and Daniel wouldn't notice his lack of anything under his gym shorts. It was awkward enough to be wearing only those and sneakers at a restaurant.

He got up and hurried over the to take-out window. The order was there on a tray. David walked back to the table and took a seat as quickly as he could. But his trip hadn't gone unnoticed. Karen had sneaked a look at him as he walked away from the table. David had a nice build for a really slender guy. She wanted to check out his butt in those shorts. Not bad, she thought. She took another quick look as David was walking back to their table. Karen took another quick glance. It definitely looked like he wasn't wearing underwear. Something familiar was outlined through the fabric of his shorts. The tip of his penis wasn't hanging out of the bottom hem but it was close. Karen smiled. She glanced at Sharon. She smiled back. "Like what you see?" Sharon leaned over and whispered to Karen. "Oh, yeah," Karen whispered back. Daniel had missed all of this. He had been listening to Sharon and Karen talk but hadn't bothered to turn around to watch David get the order.

A couple of minutes later, Daniel went to the window to get their order. They all finished their burgers and fries without much conversation. Karen was intrigued. Did David forget his underwear this morning or is this something that Sharon had encouraged him to do? She thought it was more likely that this had everything to do with Sharon. She knew Sharon was adventurous. The two of them talked often and those discussions usually involved boys and sex. They could be very frank with each other about various boys and their strengths and shortcomings in bed. And they had shared tips on some of the kinkier stuff that they had read or heard about. Karen didn't try new things as much as Sharon did. Or at least according to what Sharon claimed she did. But Karen didn't really doubt Sharon's stories. Karen was daydreaming now. Daniel and she had slept together at her house all weekend. They had barely gotten out of bed on Saturday. Just long enough to go the bathroom and eat. Daniel had been really tired this morning. "Boys," Karen thought, "They cum a few times and have to take a nap."

Sharon said, "David and I need to get back. See you this week? Maybe the four of us can do something together?".

Karen spoke up, "Definitely. I'll call you later."

Sharon got up. David was a little slower. He had hoped that Karen and Daniel would leave first so that they didn't get another look at the little that he was wearing. He had been painfully conscious of how revealing this gym shorts were without underwear. Then he realized that it wouldn't have helped him that much to have his speedo on underneath his shorts. His speedo was dark blue and showed clearly underneath white shorts. He wondered how many people might have noticed that as Sharon and he had walked to Cathy's this morning. It had only been two blocks. Maybe no one had been close enough to see. Now his problem was getting up again and giving Karen and Daniel another look. He thought that Karen had glanced his way as he returned to the table with the order. Daniel hadn't seemed to pay any attention. But now was another chance for that.

David stood and was ready to run if he had too. But Sharon suddenly wasn't in any hurry. Now that David was standing and ready to go, she had something else to say to Karen and Daniel. It wasn't much. But then Sharon leaned down and whispered something in Karen's ear. David couldn't hear what it was but he blushed anyway. There was a good chance that it was something about him. He wasn't wrong. Sharon had whispered to Karen, "I plan to screw the daylights out of him one more time when we get back." Karen nodded and laughed. As usual, Daniel didn't hear what Sharon said and assumed that it was a joke at his expense. David started to walk off in the direction of Sharon's house but she called to him, "Hey, do you mind carrying my bag back?". Which made him turn around, come back and get the bag of their swim stuff. Karen got another look at the front of his shorts. The head of his penis was clearly outlined against the front of his shorts. Definitely not wearing underwear, Karen thought to herself with a smile.

Sharon and David walked back toward her house. David was quiet. He wondered if he was being too sensitive. Sharon was a lot more casual about clothing or no clothing, that was certain.

Sharon broke the silence, "Kind of quiet. You're not mad at me, are you?"

David wasn't sure how he felt. Sharon wasn't mean but she was a tease. And she knew how to embarrass him. But the payoff was that there was a payoff. He liked her a lot. He wouldn't have done half the stuff that they did together if it wasn't for her imagination. She made it all worth it, he thought.

"Nope, not mad at all. Just ready to get back to your house. Probably need to put some clothes on and get back to the dorm," he replied.

"Oh, not so fast. What's your hurry?, Sharon pressed.

"Um, I just figured that your roommates might be back soon," he responded.

"Maybe, but it could be hours before they get back," she said, "And I thought that we could have a little more fun before you head out."

David was wondering what else she had in mind. He didn't have long to wait. She put her hand in his and they walked up the front steps of her house.

Sharon unlocked the front door and pushed it open. David followed. The second that she closed the door behind them, she reached down and yanked his shorts to the floor. She quickly knelt and took him in her mouth. David stood there, unsure of what to do next. She got him hard. And then she helped his step out of his shorts and took off his sneakers without stopping what she was doing. Sharon stood up and wrapped her hand around his erection. She led him up the stairs and into her room. She gently walked him over her side of the bed and reached into the drawer of her nightstand. Pulled out a condom and took it out of the wrapper. Sharon rolled the condom on his dick and had him stand there while she took off her t-shirt and swimsuit. A second later, she pulled him down on top of her.