Chapter 13

Jess, Heather, and I returned to the dorm room to find Clarissa already there. She was seated on her bed, acting totally innocent. A book sat in her lap.

True to the title of the exhibit, it had been a frustrating night. Well, for me anyway. I could have gone for some release but I knew better than to show weakness and beg for it. Plus, I was exhausted - it had been a very long day. Not that it wasn’t a long day for Jess as well. She might not have been frustrated but she sure as fuck was violated.

Clarissa saw us enter and darted her eyes away.

“Hey, Lis, how was your evening?” Heather asked, unable to control a smirk. Clarissa choked.

“Fine, great, I mean, you know,” she stammered.

“Yeah, yeah, I do,” Heather said, giggling. She turned to Jess and me.

“Ok, you guys did great tonight. I still have more planned for tomorrow so why don’t we hit the hay.”

Heather sat down on her twin bed and started removing her shoes. Jess stripped off her clothes, kicking them into a pile on the floor. Heather neatly folded her clothes and sat them on the desk. Clarissa avoided gawking at them.

I knew what she’d done to me but since we were pretending we didn’t, I took off my shirt which I folded and sat on Heather’s desk and I opted to leave on my shorts. They were soft and comfortable anyway.

Heather pulled the sheet back on her bed and slid in first; Jess got in next to her and wrapped an arm around Heather’s belly as she snuggled up against her. I stared at their naked bodies for a moment before concluding that, despite how nice their flesh might feel, there was no way I was going to fit into that bed.

“I’ll sleep on the floor,” I said. “You two can have the bed.” They already DID have the bed so it wasn’t like I was really doing them a favor, but I still feel like I got credit.

Jess looked over her shoulder behind her at the tiny gap left, wiggled a bit without actually changing anything, then said, “Sorry.” She gave a half-hearted shrug.

I reached for one of the pillows when Lissa spoke up.

“Aaron ... Aaron can sleep with me...” she said quietly.

I turned around and blinked. “You mean you want to-”

Her eyes got big and she cut me off hurriedly. “No! I mean, just sleep. In my bed. Next to me.”

Oh. I was disappointed but tried not to let on. “Thank you, that’s very generous of you. If you’re sure, I mean.”

“Yes, absolutely,” she said, sounding more confident this time. And, maybe it was my imagination, but she seemed to be controlling her excitement.

She grabbed some clothes from a pile on her night stand and went into the bathroom for a minute. When she came back out, she was wearing a thin, plain white shirt and pink panties. She had a small chest and ass but the panties were tight enough to perfectly outline her cheeks. My cock twitched within my shorts and I recalled how pent up I still was.

She slipped past me and pulled the covers back on her bed. Heather and Jess were both watching us with interest, curious to see what would happen.

Lissa slid into the small bed and I started to follow but she stopped me.

“Wait. You can, uh,... “ she didn’t seem to know how to finish the sentence so I waited patiently and just raised my eyebrows questioningly.