Chapter 3

It is now four years later since Bob dated Susie. At that time, Bob went to the local junior college and got an associate degree in Math and Science. He then transferred to Cal Poly San Luis Obispo, where he worked on his engineering degree. He lived off-campus in a two-bedroom apartment with three other guys, two guys in each room. They shared the kitchen duties. It was spring, and most people went home for the weekend. It was just him and his roommate. They slept on bunk beds because they had a lab in a bedroom for engineering work. It was late Friday afternoon of a three-day weekend; he thought about Presidents’ Day. There was a knock at the door to the apartment, and he went to answer it, amazed that it was Susie. She was wearing a T-shirt with no bra. Considering the size of her boobs, it was a little noticeable. She had on sweatpants. He said, “Hello.”

Susie said, “Aren’t you going to hug me?” And with that, Bob went in for an enormous bear hug. He could feel her flesh underneath the thin material of her T-shirt. Then he kissed her, which turned into a deeply passionate kiss with many tongues that lasted 2 to 3 minutes. When they stopped, Bob suggested, “Please come in.” Bob showed her his humble abode. Bob motioned to the couch, “Please take a seat. How have you been?”

Susie continued, “I’m doing well. Do you know it has been four years since I saw you last? It took a lot to track you down.”

“So, why did you track me down?” Bob asked.

She began reminiscing, “Remember all those times we had sex? Well, I have had little sense, and I was horny; I was hoping that you might be too?”

Bob inquired, “How long do you plan to stay?”

She answered, “I have to leave Sunday morning, as I have to work on Monday.”

It has also been a long, dry spell for him, primarily because of my shyness. Bob asked a few girls out, but the reply was always, “Thanks, but no thanks.” So, I looked at her for a few minutes, thinking, “What to do with my roommate?”

Bob told Susie, “I’ll be right back.”

And Bob went to his room and asked Larry, “Can you stay with Mary for this weekend? I just got lucky.”

Larry smiled at him and said, “Sure, no problem. If not, I’ll get a motel room. Let me gather some things, and I’ll be out of your hair.”

Bob returned to the living room and sat beside Susie, waiting for Larry to depart. Bob asked Susie, “What have you been up to?”

She began her story, “Well, I graduated from high school and was hanging out at the house during the summer when my mom got word that dad died in a car accident that took a toll on our lives. A few months after that, Mom sold the house. She moved into an apartment and told me to do the same. She kicked me out. I had to get a job. As a server in a diner, it paid well enough to get an apartment but not much else. She has been doing that since. He had some vacation built up and a little money, not much, but enough to get here on the bus. And hopefully, find you, and I did.”

Larry came into the living room, carrying a knapsack full of books for studying. He, too, was trying to become an engineer. He looked at Susie and shook her hand, saying, “Glad to meet you, Susie. I must be off now. I have things to do. Perhaps I will see you later.”

He looked at me, “You take care of yourself and have an enjoyable time. See you Monday.” And with that, he left and closed the door.

Bob looked back at Susie and asked, “Care for something to drink? We have iced tea, water, and milk, as we live healthy around here.”

Bob entered the kitchen, got two tall glasses of iced tea, carried them to the living room, and put them on the coffee table. Susie was looking around the room and asked, “No TV?” Susie smiled and said, “Iced tea would be fine.”

Bob smiled back at her and said, “We are all students here, and we agreed to it when we moved in. The TV is a distraction. If we want a distraction, we can go out. So, no tv. Care to see my room?”

She said, “Yes, that would be nice.”

The workbench and bunk beds sat as they exited the bedroom. And Bob realizes it was only a single bed and not much headroom. She asked me, “Where am I going to sleep?”

Bob smiled at her sheepishly and said, “The bed is much bigger than you think. But you might be right. There is not much room. I figured you would sleep with me, as you came all this way to see me, or am I assuming too much?”

She came close to Bob and hugged him, saying, “Yes, I would love to sleep with you tonight and do a few other things like in the old days. But I am feeling dirty from my trip. Would you care to take a shower with me?”

“Sure, I would love to. I’ll get us some towels.” Bob showed her the bathroom and went to the hall closet for some towels. He put the towels on the toilet seat. When Bob returned, Susie stood there adjusting the shower for the right temperature. Bob went to her to kiss her and told her, “Mind if I undress you?”

That is what Bob had in mind. As Susie returned his kiss, he grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head. She was not wearing a bra as her tits came into view, with her nipples hardening up like eraser tips. Bob kissed each one as his hands pulled down her sweatpants. She had no panties on. Her sexual attitude has changed a lot since he met her last. He thought he should change how they made love and put more excitement into it. She stepped into the shower as he undressed. He soon followed her into the shower. She was rinsing off her body under the spray of the storm, facing the wall.

Coming up behind her, he kissed her on the neck as his hands massaged her breasts. He guesses it is like riding a bike; you never forget it. He touched her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Letting out a long moan as she got excited, hands went down her legs, and fingers pounded her shaved pussy. He cannot wait to lick it all with his tongue with no hair in my teeth. He grabbed the soap and started soaping her down, starting with her belly, working down to her feet, and then back up to her stomach and head. Then he went to her pussy, and damn near lost the soap in her vagina. He wanted it to be clean. He used a feminine shampoo on his head. Grabbing his shampoo, He squirted some on her head and worked the soap into her scalp. It was gentle, as he needed to wash it every day. When done, he told Susie, “You can rinse off now.”

Bob watched as she rinsed her body and hair off, took the soap from him, and began washing him. They had never done this before; it was pretty intoxicating as she rubbed his body down to his feet and up to his head. Taking the soap, paying careful attention to his cock, rubbed it a lot more than it needed, and it became erect. She smiled with a devilish grin, grabbed the shampoo, squirted some on his hair, and washed it. It was now his turn to get into the spray and rinse. When done, she came close to him and hugged him, and they kissed passionately under the shower spray until the water started getting cold.

Bob turned off the water; they got out of the shower and toweled each other off. She took one towel, wrapped it around her head to dry her hair, took another towel and wrapped it around her body. She walked out to the living room; he took a towel, wrapped it around his waist, and followed her into the living room, where they sat and drank their tea silently as they watched each other—expecting what was coming. He got up and took the glasses back to the kitchen. When he returned to the living room, he dropped his towel. His cock was at attention. He walked over to her. She had removed her towel and put it over the sofa, and he grabbed the towel from her head and laid it over the back of the couch. She laid before me, spread out for him to take the view. She massaged her breasts, played with her nipples, and looked at his cock.

Bob walked towards her, got in between her legs, and stood there. With his cock sticking straight out, just itching for attention, she leaned forward to kiss the tip of his dick ever so slightly, kissing the crown, proceeded down the shaft to his balls to kiss every square inch of it, then went back to the tip, put it in her mouth, and sucked on it. Boy, can she suck on it too? Grabbing the shaft at the base, placing it in her mouth, and bobbing back and forth as deep as her throat would allow. She grabbed his ass with her hands as she was bouncing back and forth on his cock, and soon the tip of his cock was entering her throat. It would not be long before he came. He grabbed her head with his hands to aid in making him come. And just as he creamed, he grabbed her head and held it to his body with his cock buried deep inside and shot his spunk into her throat.