Choosing Stacey Pt. 01

Choosing Stacey (Part 1)

This is a loose prequel of sorts to my first story, An Unexpected Game of Cards and some of the characters in that story have small roles to play in this story. It's not necessary to read that story first. There are likely some inconsistencies between this story and the other story, just say that the narrator is a tad unreliable and blame all errors on me.

+ Ch 1 +

Kevin was your typical senior year economics student at the big State University in San Diego. He was of average height and he kept himself in shape from the habits developed while running cross country and wrestling during high school. He had a large shock of brown hair and was considered good looking by his friends, but not enough to have the ladies fighting over him. Throughout his college career, he had hooked up several times and had a few girlfriends, but no one he would consider to be 'the one'.

"Yo Kevin!"

"What's up Mike?"

"You doing anything Friday night?"

"Nope. No plans, just chillin'. Why?"

"Sylvia wants to set you up on another blind date with one of her sorority sister's older sister."

"Well, shit" complained Kevin. "The last time she tried that I got banned from my favorite bar. They've only recently allowed me back in."

"Hey, it's not our fault that her ex was in there, was fucking drunk out of his mind and wanted to kill you. The way you took him down with that fucking hip throw was amazing!"

"The bouncer didn't think so. Thankfully he let me walk out on my own. Sylvia's friend wasn't too impressed."

"Yeah, who knew she still had feelings for her ex and was just using you to make him jealous. I guess taking care of him after he bounced his head off the table you tossed him into rekindled things for them, they're still together."

"Thanks Mike, just what I needed to know!" He muttered "Fucking bitch..." to himself. It wasn't the first time he had been used by a woman.

"No prob Kev. Anytime!"

Mike ducked a lazy backhanded swing and backed away from Kevin, laughing. "So, you in?"

"Fine, sure. Where and when?"

"Just come by our place at 6pm. We'll order-in some pizza, pre-party and then head out a bit later."

"Sure, see you then." They fist-bumped and Kevin headed to his next class.

Mike and Sylvia lived together in a small off-campus apartment. Kevin knocked on their door a few minutes past six and Sylvia welcomed him in with a big hug and a small kiss on the cheek, "Thanks for coming!"

She guided him into the living room where a petite redhead was sitting on the couch. Kevin stumbled slightly when he first saw her. She was dressed in khaki shorts and a cute blouse with a deep V-neck that showed a good bit of cleavage. Her legs were well defined, but it was her blue eyes that captivated him, at least after he finished giving her chest a good look. She had a pert little nose that went well with her delicate cheekbones and full lips. She smirked at his stumble and he dropped his eyes, feeling himself blush. He felt a hazy white veil drop over his eyes as his mind locked up. The haze never failed to gum up his mind when he tried talking to any cute woman he didn't know very well.

Sylvia rolled her eyes, "Hey Stacey, this smooth walker is Kevin. Mike's known him since childhood, they both grew up together in North County."

Stacey stood up and held out a delicate hand, "Nice to meet you!"

"Likewise, er... how do you guys, um.... know otter cheat?" Kevin's face heated up as he realized he wasn't making any sense.

Mike walked up and handed him a Ballast Point IPA as Sylvia took pity on him and replied, "Sorta convoluted actually. I'm her younger sister's big sister at our sorority. Kim introduced us at the start of the year and we have a few classes together."

"Ok, got it. I think." The white veil lightened somewhat, but he could feel it clogging his mind, slowing his responses.

They all sat and chatted for a bit, decided on a pizza, then demolished it after it was delivered. Throughout the evening, Kevin became tongue-tied anytime he tried to address Stacey, but he was able to talk normally to Mike and Sylvia. A six pack of beer later, it was approaching 10pm and about time to head out to Pacific Beach. Kevin only had one beer the whole evening as he was the night's designated driver. They headed out and found a spot not too far from PB Bar and Grill, their initial destination that evening. The small group ordered a round of drinks (Coke for Kevin) from the bartender and grabbed a table. Mike and Sylvia naturally sat next to each other on the bench seat, leaving Kevin and Stacey on the bench seat across from them.

"Sylvia says you're majoring in economics? I hear that's a tough one."

"Yeah, it's a lot of work, but not too bad. I'm also minoring in finance and now that's a bitch. I'm hoping to get into business school after graduation. How about you?"

"Child Psychology. I want to help kids."

Kevin nodded, "Sounds cool! Helping the little ones is a worthy life goal."

"Thank you!" Stacey smiled at Kevin. She thought he was cute in a dorky sort of way. The four chatted through another round of beers, then decided to head across the street to a dance club. After another round, the quartet moved out onto the dance floor to Kylie's Red-Blooded Woman. They naturally paired up and Kevin was lost as Stacey danced around him. She had a very sensual way of dancing, one moment dancing close to him and then spinning away with a laugh when he tried to put a hand on her hip. He was entranced by her beauty, spirit and the sexy sway to her hips as she danced around him. In turn, she loved the look in his eyes, partly lust but she could see an infatuation building in him already and despite herself, she felt herself being drawn to him, something that scared her.

Mike and Sylvia left after a couple of songs and Kevin made to follow them. "No, don't leave, stay with me!" implored Stacey. She gave Kevin a little pout and he folded, walking back up to her. They danced for a few more songs until a slow song finally started and Kevin looked at her hopefully. Stacey sidled up to him, draped her arms over his shoulders as he automatically wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'm thirsty, buy me a drink?" Kevin sighed internally, grabbed a hand and led her back to the bar. They found Mike and Sylvia huddled together, finishing up their beers.

Sylvia looked up as the two approached, "Hey guys, it looked like you were having fun!"

"Sure were! I love to dance!"

Kevin could only nod along with Stacey's excitement. Even though he was in good shape, it had been a long time since he had danced that much and he needed a break. He turned to Stacey, "Can I get you another beer?"

"Please!"

A few minutes later he returned to the small group, a beer and another Coke in hand. Kevin passed it to Stacey who took it with a quick "Thanks!" She quickly drank about half and continued to chat with Sylvia.

Mike turned his shoulders away from the girls and looked at Kevin, "So what do you think?"

"Um?"

"Stacey, dickhead!"

"Shhh! Not so fucking loud you damn hick!"

At a giggle from the girls, Kevin and Mike turned around, both looking guilty. Stacey looked at Kevin, a sultry smirk on her face. As she focused on him, Kevin felt the gauzy, white veil slammed back over his eyes, choking his mind.

Stacey stared at Kevin, a challenge in her voice, "So?"

"Um....." Kevin stared at her, unable to say anything.

"Cat got your tongue?"

"No... no.... I think you're, uh, swell! Yeah, swell!" Kevin could feel himself turning bright red and he wasn't sure what to say to make things better.

Mike and Sylvia dissolved into laughter, "Oh my god dude, you look like a tomato that's about to grow legs and run off!"

Stacey stamped a foot, looking pissed. "Swell? You think I'm swell? What type of shit is that?" She was in parts angry at him, partly embarrassed and a part of her was scared at the strange feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Sylvia all but collapsed in laughter and Mike had to hold her up.

Stacey looked down her nose at them, her face turning red in embarrassment, "I'm fucking out." She turned and headed to the club's exit. It took Sylvia a moment to gather herself, but she ran after Stacey, catching her just as she left the club.

Mike was looking at Kevin and shaking his head, "Man, I thought things were going well for you until you crashed and burned! She looked really pissed!"

"Fuck!"

"Yeah, let's see if we can catch the girls." They started to head out of the club when Mike's phone buzzed. He read the quick text from Sylvia, Headed home with S. Taking taxi. Tke ur time. Luv U.

"Well, Kev, they're catching a cab. Let's go to The Tavern and get another drink, let Stacey calm down before we head back."

Kevin nodded his Ok. Mike had a couple of beers while Kevin milked another Coke before they piled into Kevin's car and headed back to the College Area.

Mike let them into the apartment to see Sylvia curled up on the couch, watching late night TV.

"Hey guys! Stacey left a while ago."

Mike walked over to give Sylvia a kiss, "How was she?"

"Oh, she was a little pissed and embarrassed, but not too much I think."

Kevin looked a little relieved, "She wasn't too mad at me?"

"Well, maybe a little bit. But that might not be a bad thing. Why would she be mad at you if she wasn't interested?"

Kevin felt his heart flutter a little, "Interested in me?"

Mike walked into the kitchen and returned with two beers and a soda.

Sylvia nodded, "Maybe, you never know, but don't fuck it up next time!"

Kevin looked abashed, "I'll try..."

"Ok good, Kev," said Mike. "Now finish your Coke and get out of here, me and Ms. Swell here are going to have some fun!" Mike slid onto the couch next to Sylvia.

"Oohh, big boy! Getting called 'swell' is such a turn-on! Where's your swell cock hiding?" Sylvia rubbed the front of Mike's jeans.

Kevin rolled his eyes, "Fine! I'm out, try not to wake up the neighbors!" He drained his Coke, dropped it in the trash and left for his own apartment.

Mike leaned over Sylvia, "I thought he'd never leave!" He kissed her passionately and began running a hand up her side.

She squirmed a bit, "Stop that! It tickles. Do it right and I'll make you happy!"

Mike smiled down at her, kissed her again and then shifted to just under her ear. He snuffled there, gently kissing her as she moaned, feeling sparks shooting down her spine. He cupped a tit and gently teased a nipple through her blouse. He felt her nipple harden under his fingers and she moaned as he continued to tease it.

He was surprised when she pushed him away, "Fuck this, I want you now and I want you hard! My pussy has been drooling since the club!" She put words to action as she ripped her blouse over her head and opened her bra. Mike didn't hesitate and tore off his shirt and dropped his jeans and boxers. They were both quickly naked and making out. His hands roamed over the roundness of her breasts, down her side, gravitating to the luscious prize between her thighs. He slipped a finger over her clit, then down to touch her slick folds. She moaned as he rubbed her bean.

After a moment she grabbed his head and pushed him down, "Lick my pussy! I want that tongue on my clit!"

Mike quickly shifted down the couch and paused just above her mons. She had a small tuft of hair just above her clit but was otherwise waxed smooth. He inhaled deeply, breathing in the sweet scent of her arousal. Her outer labia were full, hiding her inner lips. She spread her legs, causing her labia to spread slightly, revealing her clitoral hood and a hint of her inner tunnel. She grabbed his head again and mashed his nose into her clit.

"Yes, rub me right there! Make me cum, you horny bastard! I want to fuckin' scream your name out!"

Mike took her clit into his mouth and sucked on it, then licked around her hard little nubbin. He began to gently stroke her wet lips and slipped a finger up and into her.

She moaned at the feeling, "Another, give me another finger!"

He pushed a second finger up into her, found the little spongy patch at the top of her vagina and began to rub it with both fingers while twirling his tongue around her clit. Sylvia was thrusting her hips as Mike worked her over. He knew that this was the fastest way to get her off and she seemed to be exceptionally aroused this evening.

Sylvia was soon screaming his name as she came around his fingers. She squeezed her thighs tightly together around his head as she bucked through two orgasms. She finally relaxed her thighs to push him away, "Enough, I'm too sensitive now."

Mike moved up next to her, his lower face wet with her juices. He smirked down at her as she smiled back at him, slightly embarrassed at the mess on his jaw.

"Feeling better honey?"

"Yes, thank you! That was so good.... but I still want your cock inside me. Just let me catch my breath."

Mike laid down on his side next to her and stroked her face with his free hand. Sylvia smiled at him, "Hmmmmm."

He idly stroked her breast, playing with a nipple as she cooed at him. He bent down to suckle on her nipple and he felt it grow firm and erect in his mouth. She pulled him into her breast and rubbed her thighs together.

"How do you always keep turning me on?"

Mike released her nipple, "Baby, you always get my motor running. I love to play with your nipples and suck on your clit. I love to make you squirm beneath me as I fill you with my cock. One day I'm going to fill you with my seed and breed you as we make beautiful babies together."

"Oh, fuck me now, Mike!" Mike shifted to place himself between her legs, but Sylvia stopped him with a hand to his chest. "No, put me over the arm of the couch and make me your bitch!"

Mike looked at her in surprise, but scrambled to his feet and picked up Sylvia who let out a small squeak. He took a few steps until he was around the side of the couch. He dropped Sylvia to her feet, then spun her around and pushed her over the arm of the couch until her face rested on the cushions with her ass in the air. He looked down at her perfect, rounded cheeks, her pussy peeking at him from between her thighs. He kneaded her ass cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal her puckered asshole, slick with pussy juice that had leaked down to coat it.

Mike was admiring her backside when Sylvia impatiently turned her head to look at him, "Put your dick in my pussy and fuck me!"

"Yes ma'am!!" Knowing that she was wet and ready, he notched his cock to her opening and pushed into her roughly.

"Fuck! Yes! Like that!" Sylvia screamed.

Mike took her hips with both hands and started to roughly fuck her, his pelvis slapping into her ass. With each stroke, Sylvia grunted her pleasure. She was loving the feeling of his hard dick thrusting into her, stretching out her pussy, making her feel so full. His jackhammering was building her arousal quickly. Her clit was rubbing against the fabric of the couch arm and she was rapidly building to a massive orgasm. She was moaning and grunting incoherently and Mike could recognize the signs of her impending orgasm. He could tell it would be a big one, but wanted to push it over the top. Her puckered opening was winking at him invitingly, so he shifted his right hand over and pushed his thumb roughly into her ass. It slipped in easily to the first knuckle.

Sylvia screamed as she came, "Miiiike!" Her body shook with a tremendous orgasm, her legs spasming out behind her. Mike pushed into her one final time and bathed her womb with his seed. He collapsed on top of her as she melted over the arm of the couch.

After a few moments, she tapped his hip with an arm, "Up! You're getting heavy!"

He slowly stood and had to help her to her feet. She was very wobbly, so he gently picked her up, carried her to their bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed. He fetched a warm washcloth and carefully cleaned between her legs.

She sighed in bliss when he finished, "That was soooo good, thank you! But my kitty is really sore and I think I rubbed my clitty raw on the couch. I may have to only suck you off for the next couple of days."

Mike shrugged as he lay down next to her, "Baby, just being with you is enough. Anything else is just a bonus."

"Ahhhh..." Sylvia leaned over to kiss him. "You say the nicest things sometimes!"

They both laid back in contentment for a few minutes. Sylvia eventually rolled to look at Mike, "What do you think about Kev and Stacey?"

"Well, there was some attraction there..."

"But no spark."

"I don't know. Maybe, maybe not yet. You know that bitch Angela really worked him over. She was fucking other guys behind his back while they were dating, but she wasn't trying to hide it very hard. When he finally caught her cheating, she humiliated him and absolutely crushed him. It's been almost a year and I don't think he's really gotten over it, he's still really gun-shy about trusting another woman. He used to be so smooth with the ladies, but you saw him tonight, he was literally tripping over his own feet and could barely get a word out at times."

"Yes, it was really endearing. He was so pitiful it was almost cute."

Mike rolled his eyes, "I'll pass that along to him, it'll really help his confidence."

"Don't worry, I like Kevin and I'll do my best to help him. It's a little funny, around some girls he has the hardest time, but he doesn't have any problems talking to me."

"Thanks sweetie! He is my best friend, so I appreciate it!" He thought about what she just said, "He's known you for a couple of years, so you're familiar and safe. Plus we're dating so you aren't a romantic threat."

"Romantic threat?"

"Yeah, you're not someone he might feel romantically attracted to as you're already 'taken'. So, you're safe."

"That makes sense..."

Sylvia snuggled up to Mike and yawned. She was soon asleep and Mike followed shortly.

++ Ch 2 ++

The next week Kevin met Mike for lunch after class. They always tried to meet a few times a week to chat and catch up. Kevin was fidgeting as they ate and wouldn't meet Mike's eyes.

"Come on Kev, what's up? There's obviously something bothering you."

Kevin sighed, "I really fucked up Friday night, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did. But you didn't completely ruin your chances with Stacey. From what Sylvia was saying, she was annoyed and a little hurt, but not too much. She's also a little guilty as she thinks she may have overreacted. They've been talking and Sylvia thinks she's willing to give you another shot."

Kevin sighed in relief, "Whew. She was cute! I wouldn't mind trying to see her again."

"Well, Sylvia wants to go out dancing again. Are you willing to give it another shot? Stacey seemed to really enjoy herself on the dancefloor."

"Sure, same time Friday?"

"Yeah, sounds good. I'll drive this time."

Tuesday night Kevin met his economics study group in the school library. They generally met once or twice a week, depending on which classes had upcoming tests. There were two other guys, John and Caesar, and two girls, Anne and Christy. They were studying for the ECON 490 class and had an exam scheduled for next Monday. They all had their books open and were going through their class notes, trying to figure out what their professor would have on the exam.

Anne leaned into Kevin's shoulder and pointed at a section in the book, "There! That monetary theory tied to the Fed's policy guidelines is a likely question!" She looked up at him, "How do you think they relate?"

Kevin leaned back, "Yeah, that's a good point. I think..." He droned on for a few minutes, expanding on the thought as the others considered his words. A lively discussion revolved around the concept as they worked the theory and tried to understand how it related to the Fed's policy. By the end of the discussion, they had a consensus and an understanding.

Anne touched Kevin on the arm, "Thank you! That really helped me understand the concept."

"No problem! You're the one who made the jump connecting the two!"

Anne smiled shyly, leaving her hand on his arm, "Well, thank you again."

Kevin finally noticed her hand on his arm and covered it with his own hand, "You're very, very welcome!"

She hesitated, "Are you doing anything Friday night?"

"Um, well, I'm meeting some friends to go dancing. Would you like to come along?"

Anne hesitated again, "No, I don't think so. I'm not much for dancing. Maybe lunch on Saturday?"

"Sure, that sounds great! I'll call you Saturday morning. Maybe we can go over to Ocean Beach and find a sandwich shop, maybe walk around a bit?"

She smiled her agreement, grabbed her books and bag, and left the study room.

As Kevin was gathering his class material, Caesar moved to stand next to Kevin. Caesar leaned in and whispered, "Dude, I think she likes you."

Kevin was startled and whispered back, "What?" His mind felt fuzzy again, like he couldn't think or see clearly and he could feel his heart-rate shoot up.

"Yeah dude, she was touching you all night! She sits next to you every study group. That's a sign that she's into you."

"No, she can't be!"

They were interrupted by Christy who stood across the table looking at them, her hands on her hips, "What are you two idiots whispering about?"

"I think Anne likes Kevin!" blurted Caesar.

Kevin paled, his eyes wide. "She can't like me!" He grabbed his things and ran from the room. Stumbling in his haste and unable to see clearly.

"What happened?" asked John.

Christy rolled her eyes at him, "She's been crushing on him all year and he panicked when you mentioned it to him.

"If Kevin's smart, he's running after Anne. But I think he's probably running away," remarked Christy.

"What?"

Christy shook her head, "You guys are clueless outside of the classroom. Remember last year when Kevin was dating that English Lit major?"

Caesar nodded, "She was hot! What was her name? Angie something?"

"Angela. Well, at least you're somewhat observant. Anyways, she was cheating on him and when Kevin found out, it crushed him. He really hasn't been the same since. He really doesn't socialize outside of some older friends and our study group. When you pointed out that Anne was interested in him, he freaked." She sighed, "Hopefully this doesn't break up our study group, he always was able to explain the difficult concepts."

Kevin hurried out of the study area and moved towards the main entrance of the library. As he drew close to the main doors, he saw Anne walk through them and then turn towards the school's bus stop. He stopped and headed to a side exit, away from Anne's path. He made his way to the parking lot, jumped in his car and headed to his apartment. He was almost hyperventilating when he pushed his way through the apartment door.

Jim, his roommate, looked up as he entered, "Hey, want a beer?"

Kevin shook his head and hurried to his room.

"You alright?" Kevin ignored Jim's cry and shut his door, then flopped onto his bed. He closed his eyes and replayed Anne's behavior from earlier that evening and tried to remember how she acted around him throughout the year. She can't like me, he thought. She's just playing with me. I've seen her with whatcha-ma-call-him in our 402 class, they looked pretty tight. She's just a fucking tease. Kevin continued to play back their conversations and he never noticed that her face was replaced by Angela's face in his thoughts. Fuck this, enough. He banished thoughts of Anne from his head and went back out to the central living area.

Jim was still sitting on their couch, drinking a beer, "Hey, you alright man? You didn't look too good when you came in."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Going to steal a beer, that ok?"

"Sure, you don't have to ask."

Kevin grabbed a Bud Light and joined Jim on the couch. "Anything good on?"

"No, same old shit. Lots of political crap on the tube."

Jim flipped through the channels for half an hour and two more beers. "You sure everything is good? You still look like ass."

"Thanks, yeah I'm good." Kevin sat there for a few minutes. "Well..."

"Girl trouble?"

"Yeah."

"Ok. Let me know if you want to talk." Jim was hoping that he wouldn't.

"Nah, I'm fine. I'm going to turn in, I have an early class tomorrow."

The next day at his ECON 490 class, Kevin picked a seat at the back of the class, away from his normal spot with his study group friends. He saw Anne arrive, so he looked down to avoid eye contact. Anne quickly noticed he wasn't in his usual spot, but was trying to hide in the back.

"Hey Christy, what's up with Kev? He sick or something?"

"Hi Anne! It's 'or something'."

"Oh." Anne looked at Christy, hoping for an explanation. She looked back at Kevin, but he was studiously trying to avoid her gaze. Christy sighed and was about to elaborate when the professor walked in and started the class.

Kevin was watching the clock and was out the door before their teacher dismissed the class. Anne watched him go in confusion.

"Ok, what the hell Christy? Did I say something?"

"Nooooo, not exactly. But after you left last night, Caesar said something about you liking him. He looked like someone stole his puppy, then ran out the door."

"What? Am I that bad? Am I that ugly or what?" Anne burst into tears as Christy looked on in surprise.

Christy reached out and gave Anne a quick hug, "Ok girl, let's get out of here and talk. Clean yourself up first." She handed Anne a tissue from her bag. The two girls walked out of the building and found an unoccupied bench.

Christy stared at her hands for a minute before looking up at Anne's hopeful gaze, "I know that you've liked Kevin for a while now."

"Was I that obvious?"

"To a friend that knows you well, yes. To a clueless guy, no. And Kevin can be really fucking clueless, even for a guy." She paused for a moment, "You know that he had some girl problems last year."

"A little, I didn't really know him very well back then, we barely had any classes together and didn't hang out. I do remember him skipping a few classes a few weeks after the second term started. He didn't look too good at that point."

"Yeah, he was a wreck." Christy explained what happened to Kevin. "Apparently, he has some good friends that go here, so they helped him out a lot. Anyways, he doesn't have a lot of self-confidence around women, particularly sexy hot women who show an interest in him." She looked pointedly at Anne.

"Stoooop! I'm not 'sexy' hot'. I'm just little ol' me, boring old Anne."

Christy regarded her friend. Anne stood around 5'6" and was in her typical baggy top and formless jeans. Her auburn hair was in a rough ponytail, framing a delicate face with a hint of freckles.

"Anne, we've been friends since our sophomore year and I've seen you rock a bikini! You may not give Dolly Parton any competition, but you have a nice set of tits and a killer figure, if you'd stop hiding it all away. I'd kill to have your flat tummy!"

Anne stared at her in shock, "No, I don't..."

"Don't be silly. I'll talk to Kevin when we see him tomorrow evening during study group and convince him to still take you to lunch on Saturday. We'll do a little shopping after class on Friday, I'll help you with a modest make-over and you'll knock his socks off.

"But, you need to just take it slow with him or he'll spook again."

Kevin didn't show to their Thursday evening study group. When Christy asked Caesar about him, he shrugged, "He called and said he couldn't make it. It's a bummer, we really could have used his help tonight, that test is going to be a bitch on Monday."

Christy thought it over, "I'll give him a call, maybe he'll meet on Sunday afternoon."

Anne looked distraught, afraid that she had chased him off.

Christy gave her a side hug and whispered, "Don't worry, he'll come around."

After the study group was over, Christy gave Kevin a call.

"Hey Christy, what's up?"

"Why weren't you at the study group? We really could have used you. I still have questions about Chapter 4."

"Oh sorry, something came up. What didn't you understand?"

"Like the whole chapter."

"Damn, I'm sorry. That chapter did have some confusing information."

"And Anne was a mess the whole night."

"What? Why? Did someone give her a hard time?"

"Yeah, you dickhead, you did! Avoiding us in class on Wednesday and then ditching us tonight!"

"Oh crap, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset her, she's a really nice girl." His voice grew quiet, "I didn't know what to say to her. I didn't want to fuck it up again. I'll... I'll make it up to her somehow."

"Good, take her to lunch on Saturday like you promised."

Kevin was shocked, "What? Uh..."

"You heard me, don't break her heart. Meet her for lunch and if there's nothing there, let her down gently and keep her as a good friend. Can you do that for me?"

He was silent, frantically thinking.

"Kevin?" Christy put on her sultry, 'do what I want voice', "Please do this for me."

Kevin heard the change in the tone of her voice, knew what she was doing, but fell for it anyways. "Ok. I'll call her Saturday morning and take her to lunch."

Christy's voice grew chipper, "Good! And how about a make-up study session on Sunday? Say just after lunch?"

"Ok, I'll be there. Same place?"

"No," she replied. "The library always has something going on Sunday afternoons and it gets crazy full. How about your apartment? Your living room is big enough for the five of us."

"Just a second." Christy could hear Kevin asking his roommate if it was ok to host. "Sure, no problem. See you in class tomorrow."

Christy smiled to herself as she hung up the phone.

+++ Ch 3 +++

Friday flew by for Kevin. He sat with his friends during their Economics class, but barely made eye contact with anyone. Christy rolled her eyes at him as Anne tried not to be too intrusive and invade his space. At the end of class, he did chat briefly with her, confirming their lunch date on Saturday. He'd pick her up at her place at 11:30 AM.

Back at his apartment, Kevin spent the afternoon thinking about going out dancing with Stacey again. He kept running various scenarios through his head, how'd he react and what he'd say. He tried rehearsing a few lines but gave up when Jim overheard him and gave him a hard time.

"Kev, relax man! You're getting yourself all worked up. If you don't stop, you'll be a bundle of nerves. Now go rub one out, it'll help calm you down."

"What? What're you talking about?"

"Go beat off." Jim made shooing motions with his hands. "Go to your room and look at some internet porn. If you're into erotic stories, check out Literotica. com, it's pretty good!"

"Uh, I'm not going to do that?"

"Why not, afraid I'll see your 'O' face again? I think I'm more scarred from that than you are. Just remember to lock your door this time. Now go!"

Kevin obediently went into his room and fired up his computer, pulled down his jeans and sat down. He found some porn online and felt himself begin to stiffen. Bringing his dick out of his boxers, he slowly stroked himself hard.

Kevin walked out of his room twenty minutes later.

"Better?"

"Yeah, thanks. I think."

"You look more relaxed. Now go take a shower and get ready. I need to shower up as well when you're done, so don't use up all the hot water. Brittany is free tonight, so I'm going to drive up to her place to see her."

"That's great! How's she doing? How's Miramar college treating her?"

"Thanks, she's doing well, almost finished with her second year. Her grades are good so she's hoping to transfer and get accepted here next year."

An hour later Kevin was walking up to Mike's apartment. He knocked on the door then let himself in. Mike and Sylvia greeted him warmly.

"Hey Kevin, how are things?"

"Good, how're you guys. Is Stacey here?" Kevin looked around the room, but didn't see her. His face fell, "Is she not coming tonight because of me?"

Sylvia punched him in the arm, "No silly, she just called. She's running a few minutes late and asked us to go ahead and order some pizza. Beer?"

Kevin gladly accepted the beer and made himself comfortable on the couch. He chugged the first one and got up to get a second bottle.

Mike lifted an eyebrow, "Already? I just gave that to you."

"Sorry, the first one goes down waaay too quickly."

Mike shrugged and handed him another. "Don't get too stinking drunk."

"Yeah, yeah."

Kevin had just sat back down on the couch when there was a light knock on the door. Both Mike and Sylvia were in the other room.

"Kevin, can you get that? It's Stacey."

Kevin reluctantly got up, took a breath and opened the door. "Hey Stacey, how are you?" He took a moment to drink in the figure standing in front of him. Her wavy red hair set off her sapphire blue eyes, a touch of mascara and a light touch of makeup accenting her features. She was wearing a patterned grey dress that fell to just above her knees. It was an empire waisted dress that seemed painted onto her breasts and were cinched just below them, naturally leading the eye to her spectacular cleavage.

"Hi Kevin. Doing good. About last week, I'm sorry I flipped out on you. I... I had a little too much to drink and was embarrassed over your innocent comment. I'm sorry, please forgive me?" She looked up at him hopefully.

"Of course. I'll try to do better!"

She smiled at him, "Don't worry, I promise I won't bite tonight." She slipped forward to give him a brief hug. She then went into the apartment to say hello to Sylvia.

Mike found Kevin, still at the door, his face red. "You going to close the door or let all the bugs in?"

"Shit, sorry!"

"No worries, have another beer!"

The night started as a repeat of last Friday. They ate pizza, chatted for a bit and left for Moondoggies around 10pm. With the help of the beer, Kevin was able to hold an easy conversation with Stacey. She hung on his arm and they chatted through the night. They had a few more beers and then headed over to the dance club. The foursome danced for an hour, Stacey repeating her sinuous performance from the previous week. She danced around Kevin, earning them both envious and jealous looks from the other dancers. Kevin was oblivious to the stares, but Stacey was enjoying them. She knew how to move, courtesy of natural talent and youth dance classes.

When a slow song came on, Stacey moved in close to Kevin, "Dance with me." She wrapped her arms around his shoulders while he grasped her waist. They swayed to the music, enjoying the rhythms and the closeness of their two bodies.

When it was over, Stacey whispered in his ear, "Thank you!"

He smiled back, "You're welcome! But I'm pooped, want a drink?" Kevin led her off the floor by a hand, Mike and Sylvia following. Sylvia glanced over at Mike, who waggled his eyebrows at the other couple. She swatted him on the arm and made a shushing sound.

The four stood near the bar, but the crowd wouldn't let them all get close. "I'll get this round," said Kevin. The bar was busy and it took several minutes to order, get the drinks and pay. As he was returning, he saw Stacey being led off onto the dance floor by a very tall, young man.

Kevin rushed up to Mike and Sylvia, "What the fuck? Where's she going and who's that?"

"Oh fuck man, I'm sorry. I don't know. He came up and asked her to dance and she said yes. I was so surprised I didn't say anything."

Sylvia tried to intervene, "It means nothing, she just wants to dance some more and you looked pretty tired. She'll be back after this dance."

"Yeah right, just like every other fucking cheating girl. They'll fall for any athlete with big muscles, but nothing between the ears." He unconsciously echoed Stacey from last Friday, "I'm fucking out."

Kevin unceremoniously pushed the drinks into Mike's hands and stalked out. Sylvia ran after him, "Kevin, don't leave! She didn't mean anything by it! She likes you! She's been hanging off of your arm all night."

Kevin wheeled to face Sylvia, "Yeah, right" he snapped. "She's just trading up." He took a deep breath, "I'm sorry and I really appreciate what you've been trying to do for me, but just please stop. No more. You guys stay with her, I'll find my own way home."

Mike tried to reach him, but couldn't leave the club with all of the drinks in his hand.

Kevin left the club and headed towards Longboards, another bar up the street. It was a bit quieter and more mellow and he was able to find a corner of the bar to nurse his sorrows.

"Hey big guy, why so sad?"

Kevin turned in surprise to see Christy. He turned back to the bar, "It's nothing. I'm fine."

"It's not fine and you look miserable, again." She claimed the seat next to him and signaled the bartender for a draft. "Tell mama Christy what's going on, but let me guess, girl troubles again."

He nodded and drained his beer. "Yeah, is it too much to ask for a girl to be honest and faithful?"

Christy started to reply when Kevin's cell started to buzz. He looked at the screen, Stacey. He hit the disconnect button and put the phone back in his pocket. It soon started to buzz again, so he turned the phone off.

Christy saw the name, but didn't know who it was. "Can I ask who Stacey is?"

Kevin asked the barkeep for another beer, then turned to Christy. "Yes, she's a friend of a friend and they tried to set us up. Last week was a miserable failure, but tonight was going much better. We hit it off, I was able to talk to her for once and we all went dancing. I was having fun with her!" The last was almost a shout. Kevin realized he was getting loud and turned back to his beer.

"I went to get her a beer and when I returned, she was in the arms of another guy." He knew he was exaggerating, but he didn't care.

"That's awful, she must be a fucking skank! I'm not sure if I like your friends, setting you up with someone like that."

"No, Mike and Sylvia are good people. I've known him since grade school, they wouldn't purposely set me up to fall down. They probably just didn't realize what type of person she was."

Christy made a humph sound, "Well, I know someone really sweet who really likes you a lot."

She waited until he finally turned to look at her, "Good. You know that Anne's really nice and she does like you a lot. You ought to see where things go with her."

"Ok, ok. I did say that I'd take her to lunch tomorrow."

"Good, I'm holding you to that!"

They sat in companionable silence for several minutes.

"So, Christy, what are you doing in this part of town? I thought you didn't care for the PB scene?"

"I normally do prefer the Gaslamp, they have better clubs, but Brad wanted to come up here."

"Oh, Braaad wanted to come up here?" Kevin drew out Brad's name to taunt Christy.

"Yes, Brad. You know him. He's my boyfriend and he's around here someplace."

They both looked around, but didn't see him. "This place isn't that big, but I don't see him."

"Maybe he stepped out for a smoke."

"That's a disgusting habit. I didn't know that he smoked."

Christy nodded in agreement, but was silent.

"I'll stick around until he shows back up, I wouldn't want to leave you alone here."

"Thank you, I'm sure he'll be back in a minute."

The two chatted amiably for 30 minutes, talking about their classes, school life, and other mutual friends. By unspoken agreement they didn't talk about Stacey or Anne.

At one point, Christy was laughing at a joke that Kevin was telling, "Hey Christy, Why do ducks have tails? To hide their duck quacks!"

She was resting her hand on his shoulder, "That wasn't funny, that was so damn stupid!"

"Then why are you laughing so hard?"

They were interrupted when Kevin was shoved off his barstool and into the bar top. "Christy, who the fuck is this and why are you touching him?"

"For fuck's sake Brad, this is Kevin! We're in a few classes together this semester. He was keeping me company while you were off doing whatever it is that you were doing!"

Brad leveled a finger at Kevin, "You stay the fuck away from Christy!" Brad stood about 6'2" and his t-shirt was tight around his pecs and sleeves.

"What's your problem?" shouted Kevin. "We were just having a chat! We weren't doing anything!"

"Just stay the fuck away from her, you got it? She's mine!"

"I'm not your property Brad! You can't go pushing around my friends!"

"Goddammit Christy, just shut the fuck up and listen to me! Stay away from him!"

The bar's bouncer was approaching with his hands spread wide, "Ok you three, you need to calm down and take this outside. Now!"

Kevin turned to acknowledge the bouncer and Brad used the distraction to throw a punch. Kevin had been half expecting this, so he was watching Brad out of the corner of his eye. Brad badly telegraphed the punch and Kevin was able to duck most of it, barely getting clipped on the ear. It still hurt like a bitch, but he was now inside Brad's reach and the short, hard blow to Brad's midsection was automatic.

As Brad bent over wheezing, the bouncer was yelling, "That's it! Outside or I call the cops!"

Kevin looked down at Brad, "Don't fucking touch me again. And it looks like you have some lipstick on your collar, you should be more careful who you snog next time."

Christy looked at Brad's collar, "Goddammit! Fuck you Brad, we're done!"

Christy grabbed Kevin and headed for the exit. Kevin was rubbing his throbbing ear and his hand came away slightly bloody. "That fucker must have caught me with his ring. You sure can pick them Christy!"

"Shut up! Let's get out of here before Brad gets his wind back."

They weren't out of the parking lot before they heard Brad shouting, "Goddammit Christy, get back here! You better come back right now or we're through! I won't put up with your shit!"

Christy turned back to yell, "That's ok Brad, you won't have to put up with me anymore! I'm done with you, I don't want to see you again. Don't bother trying to call me back tomorrow as I won't answer you!"

Christy was muttering to herself as they walked down Grand Avenue, "Fucking redneck!"

Kevin was smirking at her, "What's wrong Christy? Boy trouble?"

"You know what Kevin? You can be an asshole sometimes!"

He looked wounded and she laughed. Christy then playfully pushed Kevin. "All that yelling made me hungry. What's good to eat at 1am around here?"

"Robertos is always good, it's just down the block a bit. Bean and rice burritos are the best way to soak up the alcohol."

They both had a burrito, then flagged down a taxi for the ride back to the College Area. Kevin lived around the corner from Christy, so he had the taxi drop them at her place.

"Thanks Christy! I appreciate the company tonight."

"Thanks for what? Getting you in a fight?"

"Well, ok. That sucked, but thanks for picking me up."

"You'll take Anne to lunch tomorrow?"

"Of course, I'll tell you all about it on Sunday when we do our study group."

"Ok, see you then. Good luck with Anne tomorrow, she really is a nice girl."

"Thanks Christy, have a good night."

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Christy returned to her apartment. Her roommate was still up watching late late night TV and drinking vodka.

"Hey roomie, would you like a drink?"

"No thanks, Janet. I'm off to bed." Halfway to her room, Christy turned back to Janet, "Oh yeah, I dumped Brad tonight, so if he calls back, tell him to fuck off!"

"Ooh, what happened?" Janet patted the cushion next to her. "Come spill the details!"

Christy dropped down next to Janet, "So Brad wanted to go to PB. He wouldn't give a reason but I think he may have wanted to see someone as he was pretty insistent on going to Longboards. Anyways, I bumped into a guy from class. Brad had disappeared so we just chatted for almost an hour. Then Brad shows up, pushes my friend off his chair and then takes a swing at him. Kev ducked the swing and folded Brad over with one punch! It was so awesome, it made my panties a little wet. Then Kevin pointed out that Brad had lipstick on his collar and it wasn't my color! So, I dumped him and we went to get burritos. End of story."

Christy downplayed the part where watching the two boys fight had massively turned her on and soaked her panties. They were still squishy an hour later! Retelling the story made Christy start to tingle a bit between her legs again, so she quickly made excuses to Janet. She went to her room, locked the door, changed into a loose nighty and pulled out her favorite toy, a pink vibrator. She laid down on her bed, then shimmied out of her panties, tossing them to the floor. She noticed that the crotch was still soaked. You little tramp, getting turned on by two boys fighting over you!

She closed her eyes and thought back to her evening with Kevin. She remembered touching his arm and being surprised by the smooth, hard muscles under his shirt. That boy is full of surprises! Maybe he isn't just an ECON nerd after all...

She took the tip of the vibrator into her mouth to wet it, turned it to its lowest setting and ran it around the swell of her breasts. The hum of the vibrator filled her ears as the gentle vibrations shook her tits, cause them to tingle. She ran the tip over a nipple, causing an electric spark to run through her as her nipple hardened almost instantly. She ran her unoccupied hand down her flank, feeling the smoothness of her belly, the small strip of fur on her mons. She moaned as she teased her clit with a finger. She brought the vibrator down as she moved the other hand back up to rub at her tits. She moved the vibrator down, bypassing her clit. She didn't want to come too quickly tonight, she wanted to savor the feeling brought on by the fight.

Christy continued to tease herself, running the vibrating tip over her lips, dipping it just inside her opening and then down to the thin strip of flesh separating her pussy from her ass. She moaned as the vibrations caused a tingling within her core. She teased the tip of the vibrator through her folds, loving the feeling. She could feel her pussy was getting very wet and the vibrator was able to easily slide through her labia. She jumped and gave an involuntary squeak that turned into a lusty moan when she accidentally stroked her clit. She put the electric love stick at her entrance, then slowly pushed it in.

She moaned, "Oh fuck!" She pictured Kevin standing over Brad as she worked the vibe in and out of her pussy. As she built towards an orgasm, she pumped it quicker, pummeling her hole. Her free hand was furiously rubbing her clit. She took a moment to spin the intensity dial on the vibe to max and then returned to thrusting it rapidly inside her.

She keened a low moaning sound as she came, her entire body vibrating. She held the vibrator deep inside of her until the last wave passed, then relaxing, she pulled it out and twisted it off. Her last thought was of Kevin as she passed out on top of her sheets.

Christy woke the next morning to a soft knock on her door, "Come on lover girl, time to get up!"

"Go away, Janet!"

"You actually have to get up. You have a nail appointment in an hour. Come on lover girl! Open up!"

Christy growled to herself. "Ok! And why are you calling me lover girl?"

Her door knob was jiggled around for a moment, then the door popped open.

"Hey! That was locked!"

"These ol' locks don't work so well." Janet regarded her with sultry eyes, "And you look like you've been ravished... Lover Girl!"

Christy squealed when she realized that she was lying naked, on top of the covers. She quickly covered herself. "And why are you calling me that?"

"Well, you dumped Brad, but I could smell your pussy juice last night when you sat next to me on the couch. And your room absolutely reeks of sex! Plus, your vibrator is next to your pillow. Who were you dreaming about last night?"

"Dammit Janet, get out!"

++++++++++++

Kevin woke up the morning, his ear still throbbing in pain. He looked at it in the mirror and it was red and swollen with a bit of dried blood crusting over the cut. He swore, then jumped in the shower to clean up.

He ate breakfast, studied a bit, then got ready to pick up Anne. When he finally went to pick up his cell, he found out that he didn't charge it before going to bed and it was dead. Swearing some more, he plugged it in and left it on his dresser.

Kevin pulled up to Anne's place right at 11:30. She came running out of her door and hopped into his beat-up Corolla.

"Hey Kevin, nice car!"

He looked at her to see if she was messing with him, but Anne seemed very happy and did seem to like his car.

"Well, it's not much, but it runs, it's paid off and it is mine!"

"Cool, so where are we going?"

"There's a neat little sandwich shop in OB that I've been wanting to try."

They chatted amiably during the short drive to Ocean Beach. Kevin found a nearby parking spot and they walked to the deli. They ordered, Kevin paid, and by mutual agreement they walked down to the water. They found a nice spot overlooking the ocean and finished their sandwiches. They strolled around, window shopping and giggling at the junk sold to the tourists. Kevin bought her a magnet that struck her fancy. They strolled along the boardwalk and out onto the pier, watching the pelicans gliding by and the fishermen throwing their lures out into the water. The surf was subdued, but there were a few hopefuls out on the waves.

"It looks cold out there."

"Sure does, but that's why they're all wearing wet suits. The water is too cold this time of year to stay out without one."

"Do you surf?" Anne asked.

"I've dabbled, but I'm not very good. It's been a few years since I've been on a board."

"It looks like fun!"

"It is, there's very few things that beat the thrill of catching a wave and riding it in."

"So, like, hang ten dude?" Anne aped a bad valley girl accent.

Kevin laughed, "No, not really!"

Anne started to shiver as the wind picked up. Kevin brought her in close and hugged her to him.

"Thank you!"

"I should probably get you home, it's starting to get a bit late."

Anne sighed, "Ok, but I'm having fun!"

"Me too, we ought to do this again sometime soon."

They were soon at his car and all too soon he was parked in front of her apartment complex.

"Let me walk you in."

She nodded and led him to her door. She turned and gave him a quick hug and peck on the cheek. "Thank you for a wonderful time!"

"You too, and I'll see you tomorrow for study group?"

"Sure, see you soon!"

She went into her apartment and Kevin returned to his place where he found Jim on their cordless phone, talking to Brittany, Kevin assumed. Jim waved to him and walked back to his room. Kevin shucked his shoes, got a beer and made himself comfortable in front of the TV. He flipped through the channels, looking for a good college football game.

There was a series of hard knocks on the door. Kevin called out, "Jim, you expecting anyone?"

Jim replied, "No, would you mind getting it? I'm still on the phone with Brit."

Kevin grumbled his ok and went to the door. He opened it and his arms were suddenly full of a sobbing girl, her red hair a frizzy mess.

"Stacey!" He was too shocked by her tears to say anything else or to remember his anger.

"I'm sooo sorry Kevin! I didn't mean to leave you and piss you off! I didn't think you'd mind if I went out for another dance! I'm so sorry! I tried calling you all morning but you never picked up!"

Kevin awkwardly patted her back and made soothing noises. He wasn't really sure what to do with an armful of crying girl. Jim walked out to see what the fuss was and saw a strange girl crying in Kevin's arms.

"Oh shit," he said, wheeling back into his room. "Brit, you wouldn't believe...." His voice was cut off as he closed the door to his bedroom.

Kevin sighed to himself and managed to close the apartment door. He slowly guided a still-weeping Stacey to the couch, sat them both down and she collapsed into his arms again.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me! Please! Please give me another chance!"

Kevin couldn't take her crying, so he said the only thing he could think of to quiet her down, "Of course I'll forgive you! It was nothing, I was just surprised!"

"Oh, thank you!" Stacey showered his face with kisses.

"We haven't discussed being exclusive. Besides, we're not even dating!"

She looked up at him with soulful eyes. Then looked down, still snuffling, "Would you like to?" she asked quietly.

Her question rocked Kevin and he felt a burst of surprised joy build within him. "Yes" he whispered back. "I'd like that. A lot!"

She looked up at him, her face suffused with delight and happiness. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly brought his face close to hers. "Thank you!" She kissed him deeply, locking her lips to his. He returned the passion, almost desperately. They slowly explored each other's mouths, lips and tongues, learning how each of them liked to kiss.

They eventually pulled apart. Kevin looked at her, "I don't know what Mike or Sylvia may have told you about me, but I had a bad break-up last year. She cheated and it hurt. I... I still have problems talking to girls. I just lock up like I did that first night with you at Mike's place and at the dance club. I'm sorry! I'll..."

Stacey put a finger to his lips, "No worries, I won't ever hurt you! You can trust me. You'll be my only one and I'll always ask if someone wants to dance or buy me a drink."

Kevin wrapped her up in another big hug and they kissed passionately.

Jim peeked out of his room and saw the two on the couch. As he tip-toed by them, he quietly called out, "Hey you two, don't mind me! I'm going out to see Brittany. I'm glad everything's Ok!"

Kevin waved while Stacey wiped her eyes and smiled at Jim as he walked out the door. "That your roommate?"

"Yeah, that's Jim. He went to a rival high school in our area, so I know him from sports and other school events. He's a pretty good friend with Mike as well and we all used to hang out. Jim and Mike were actually roommates for a couple of years, until Mike met Sylvia and moved in together."

Stacey snuggled closer into Kevin's arms. They laid on the couch, talking and getting to know each other better. They were interrupted when Kevin's stomach made a loud, rumbling gurgle.

Stacey giggled, "I know what that means! My guy is hungry!"

Kevin laughed, "What can I say, you make me hungry."

Stacey gently pushed Kevin away, "Oh my gosh, it's dinner time already! What happened to the day?"

Kevin shrugged, "Time flies... How about we go out to grab something to eat? Have you ever been to that great little Jewish deli, D Z..."

"Oh, I love that place! I haven't been there all year, let's go!" Stacey's infectious happiness bolstered Kevin's mood and he held her hand, out the door and to his car.

Kevin drove them to the deli, they found a table and were soon chatting away over a hearty meal. He reached out over the table, palm up and she placed her hand in his. They giggled over the meal, drawing a few knowing looks from older couples. After dinner, they returned to Kevin's apartment.

Jim and Brittany were in the living room, cuddled on the couch watching the TV when they walked in. Brittany stood and walked over to Stacey, her hand out, "Hi! I'm Brittany!"

"Hi, I'm Stacey."

"It's nice to meet you, why don't you both come hang out with us for a while." Jim's eyes grew wide at Brittany's invitation.

"Um, honey, maybe they..."

"Jim, I'm sure they'd like to hang out with us for a few minutes." She turned to Jim, "Come on, move over and give them some room."

Stacey smiled at Brittany, "Of course!" She waited for Kevin to grab the far corner of the couch, then planted herself in his lap.

Jim and Kevin exchanged horrified glances, knowing that an interrogation was about to happen, but they were trapped as the ladies swapped stories. Brittany knew a couple stories about Kevin from when he hung out with Mike and Jim and by the end of the exchange, Kevin was red-faced.

"Aw, Stacey, look at him. He looks so cute, all red-faced. Are you going to keep him?"

"I am! I'm not letting him go, not just after I found him."

"Sooo... it looks like you guys were on a date. Does this make you boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Stacey shifted around and leaned back so she could see Kevin better. "So, are you my boyfriend?"

Kevin felt trapped, but he knew what Stacey wanted. "Y-yes! I am and we are."

Stacey squeaked in happiness and hugged Kevin fiercely, then planted a dozen kisses on his face. "Thank you! I'm going to be so good to you!"

Jim was smiling at them, "Aw, don't you two look cute!"

They spent the evening chatting and it was late when Kevin took Stacey back to her apartment. They shared a long, deep kiss before Stacey broke away, holding his hands. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Of course! How about lunch? After that, I have a study group at 1pm and then I need to finish studying for an exam on Monday."

"Pick me up at 11 then."

"I'll be here!"

On Sunday they had a nice lunch and Kevin returned Stacey to her apartment in time to get back to his place and pick things up a bit before his study group arrived. Jim helped tidy up and then went back to his room to prep for the next school week.

John and Caesar were the first to arrive. Caesar had thoughtfully brought some tortilla chips and guacamole while John brought a two-liter bottle of soda. Christy and Anne arrived together, both bringing some tasty finger foods. After a bit of chit chat, the group sat down around the kitchen table and broke out their ECON textbooks. Anne chose a seat next to Kevin and exchanged a few coy glances with him. She found several excuses to touch his arm or hand as they went over the course material.

Kevin soon noticed Christy giving him a big smile, obviously happy about something. He wasn't sure what it was, but she'd occasionally wink at him when no one else was looking. He was finally able to get her to concentrate on their studies when they moved on to the Chapter 4 material which was giving her such a hard time.

About an hour into the study session, Jim came out of his room, making a big production of stretching and getting a beer from the refrigerator.

"Hey Kev, what're you all studying?"

"ECON 490. It's a right pain."

"Huh, I imagine. How was lunch with your new girlfriend, what's her name? Uh, Stacey?"

Kevin was surprised at the embarrassed feelings that shot through him, so much that his vision tunneled as he focused on Jim. He felt the white gauzy fog slam down over his eyes as he struggled with a response. He was so focused on trying to answer that he missed the shocked look on Christy's face or the stricken, hurt look on Anne.

Jim, however, could see their individual reactions and knew that he had dropped a shit-bomb on the group. He was at a momentary loss for words and blurted out, "Or was that just a friend? I can't keep all of your girlfriends straight. Uh.... I'm going to go back to my room to finish studying.... See ya." He slunk away back to his room, leaving Kevin to face the girls.

Feeling like the proverbial fish out of water, Kevin turned to face Christy. Her look of shock was replaced by a cold look of distain as she glared at him. He could only stare at her until she glanced over at Anne with a barely-there tilt of her head. Kevin shifted until he could look at Anne. She was looking at her lap, refusing to meet his eyes as she fidgeted with her hands. He could only stare at her, unable to come up with anything to say.

Kevin was saved by John, "Hey guys, what's going on? Focus! Now this bit in Chapter 4, I'm not sure what they mean by this statement."

Anne looked up at John and softly said, "I think that..."

Kevin was relieved that Anne hadn't fussed at him and he couldn't think of anything to say to her. He stewed in his racing thoughts, unsure of how he felt and what he should do. His mind was spiraling until he realized Caesar was snapping his fingers at him, "Hey Kevin! Kevin! Snap out of it, you haven't said a thing in the last 10 minutes. You seemed to know what the Professor was saying about this Chapter 5 material. What does it mean and how does it relate to this SEC rule?"

Kevin took a breath and jumped back into the conversation. Christy was still shooting him daggers which would occasionally derail his train of thought. His personal hell was over 30 minutes later when the group started to break up.

"Thanks guys," said John. "This really helped, but I have to go."

Caesar left with John, leaving Kevin alone with Christy and Anne. He wasn't sure what to say and stared helplessly at both of them.

Anne finally looked up at Christy, "Can you give us a minute?"

"Sure girlfriend. Let me know if I can do anything for you, like dispose of a body. I'll be right outside."

Anne was able to actually giggle as Christy stepped out of the apartment. She waited until the door was fully closed before she turned to Kevin. She finally looked up at him, a single tear starting to form.

"I.. I thought we had something there on Saturday. Maybe I jumped to a conclusion that wasn't warranted." She looked down. "I'm sorry..."

She turned to leave when Kevin gently grabbed her upper arm, turning her to face him. "I'm sorry. I... Things have been moving fast for me. I..." He stopped and sighed. "I don't want to hurt you. I had a great time on Saturday, but..."

When she heard the 'but', Anne's face fell and she looked down at her feet. Kevin felt a great urge to hug her, but knew it wasn't the right move.

"I'm sorry, our timing wasn't right. I thought Stacey and I were done on Friday and we didn't become a thing until yesterday afternoon... But I don't want to lose what you and I found. Could we stay friends? I'd still like to see you around, still sit with you in class?" he finished with a hopeful inflection.

"Ok," she managed to get out. "I'd like that too," she lied. "I have to go, Christy is waiting. I'll see you Monday in class." She turned and left Kevin standing there. He stared at the closed apartment door, wondering why he felt like such an ass.

++++ Ch 4 ++++

The next two weeks passed quickly for Kevin. Kevin and the girls did well on their ECON exam while John and Caesar did ok. Anne stopped sitting next to him during their Tuesday study groups, but they maintained a steady friendship, meeting for the occasional lunch between classes or for coffee after class to discuss an assignment. She stopped doing the little things to show her affection, such as the light touches she used to gain his attention or the coy looks over the lunch table. Kevin now only noticed them when they were gone and he felt the loss in their absence.

Christy was still pissed with him and was barely civil during their study sessions and ignored him during class. She refused to talk to him about his feelings for Stacey or his relationship with Anne, but would only discuss the class material.

Kevin went on a few dates with Stacey, taking her to dinner one night and out dancing in the Gaslamp the next night. On their fourth date, they had kissed passionately in the back row of a movie theater and he made it to second base on his apartment couch before Jim walked in on them. His hands were under her bra, rubbing her breasts and teasing her nipples as she moaned her approval. When they heard Jim's key in the lock, they both quickly separated and tried to smooth their clothing, but it was very obvious to Jim what they had been up to. Stacey's lipstick was smeared, her normally neat hair was wild and almost unkempt, and her blouse was unbuttoned to a very unlady-like extreme. She was blushing deeply and wouldn't meet his eye. As Jim walked by, he winked at Kevin and gave him a surreptitious thumbs up. Kevin grinned back at him and Stacey smacked him on the arm when she noticed.

"You cad!"

"Hey, little tramp, if you hadn't enticed me with your illicit wares, I wouldn't have had my hands under your shirt when Jim came in."

Stacey shrieked, "Little tramp is it! I'll show you a little tramp!" She twisted and pushed Kevin back, then swung a leg over until she was straddling his lap. "Come here, perv..." she purred. She leaned down and kissed him.

When they came up for air, Kevin asked, "What would you like to do next weekend?" The next Friday was the weekend before Thanksgiving and he knew that she would be going home for the holiday. The four-day break would be the longest they had been apart since they started dating and he wanted the weekend before to be memorial.

"Hmmm, I'm not sure. Something fun! Or something romantic? Did you have something in mind?"

"I think so," Kevin replied. "I have a few ideas. I think I can do romantic and fun."

Stacey rolled her hips, grinding her pelvis on his groin. His dick responded almost immediately, hardening under her. "Oooh, big boy! What do we have here?" She ground her hips on his erection, drawing a moan from him.

"Do you like that?" She cooed. Her voice dropped and became husky, "Do you like it when I do that?" She rode his hard rod, rubbing her clit over his shaft. "I can feel your hard dick, rubbing my clit.... It really fucking turns me on."

"Oh fuck, yes that feels good, Stacey!" Kevin grabbed her hips as she rode him.

"Good, because I want a taste of it next week, if you romance me enough!"

Kevin looked up at her, "I'll rock your world next week so much your panties will fall right off!"

Stacey smirked at him, "That'll take a lot of romancing Romeo!" She leaned down to kiss him again.

That night, Stacey was sitting in her apartment with her roommate, Lilly.

"So Stace, how's it going with your new man?"

"It's going pretty well. He promised to romance my panties off next weekend."

"Ooh, so are you both going to do the deed then?"

"What?" screeched Stacey.

"Don't play the offended maiden, Stace. I know you too well and how you can go through guys. It's been what, three weeks and you still haven't taken him to bed? Isn't that a record?"

"Fuck you, Lilly." Stacey lowered her head, staring at her hands, "I like Kevin. I think there's something there between us and I want to be sure, rather than jump in bed after four margaritas and regret it the next morning."

"Ahhh, I'm sorry. What's so different about Kevin?" asked Lilly.

"Well... I'm not sure. He was so endearing that first night we met. He could barely talk at first and was tripping over his own feet. He relaxed the more we talked. And then..." She paused.

"And then?"

"And then he pissed me off so much."

"I remember that night, you came back so mad at him! What'd he do?"

"He told me I was 'swell'." Stacey ducked her head, but looked up in anger as Lilly started to laugh and almost fell off the couch.

"Oh my god, Swell! That's ripe! I'd be pissed at him too!" She wiped at the tears on her cheeks and looked at her friend, "I can understand getting mad, but you were 'hellcat ripping someone's balls off mad'. That seems like a bit of an overreaction."

"Yeah, it does, doesn't it."

Lilly continued softly, "And then when he left you at the club the following weekend? It tore you up pretty badly for someone you barely know."

"I know!" wailed Stacey. She cradled her head in hands and started to weep. "I... I don't know why or how, but there's something about him. And when I thought that I might have lost him because I did something stupid, I couldn't take it."

Lilly slid over and took Stacey in her arms, hugging her tight, "Shhhh sweetie. It's ok, let it out. Sometimes these emotions can sneak up on us. Come on, cry on mama Lilly's shoulders." Lilly brought Stacey's head up to rest on her shoulder and gently stroked her back. Lilly could smell a trace of Stacey's perfume and the feeling of her breasts pressed up against her chest was starting a surprising feeling in her belly. Lilly felt her nipples harden against Stacey and a moistness building in her panties. Impulsively, she lifted Stacey's chin and brushed her lips against Stacey's lips. Stacey's eyes widened in surprise, but she closed them and leaned in to Lilly's kiss.

As their kiss deepened, their hands explored each other, stroking a breast, rubbing a nipple. Clothes slowly were slipped off, their bras unsnapped and removed. Lilly paused, her hands having finished undoing the button on Stacey's jeans. "Do you want this?"

Stacey nodded back to her, "Yes, but let's move someplace more comfortable."

Lilly stood and pulled Stacey up. They hugged, their naked chests rubbing against each other.

"Hmmm, you feel good!"

"You too, Stace." Lilly giggled and grabbed Stacey's hand, leading her to Lilly's bedroom. She paused in front of the bed and shyly unfastened her jeans, letting them drop around her feet.

She looked at Stacey, "Your turn."

Stacey wiggled out of her jeans, letting them pool around her feet. She then pulled her panties over her hips and down her legs. She posed for Lilly, cocking a knee to display her breasts and pussy. Lilly drank in the sight, Stacey's pert C-cups with their erect nipples and small patch of neatly groomed reddish pubes above her clit.

"I see the drapes match the carpet!"

Stacey smiled at her, "Well let's see if your upholstery matches!" She dropped to her knees in front of Lilly and worked her lacey panties down. "Damn, you have marble floors!" Lilly laughed, covering her smooth mound with a delicate hand. Stacey gently pulled the hand away, applied pressure to a shapely thigh, opening Lilly's pussy to her view. She sighed and moved closer, taking a delicate little lick.

Lilly moaned and held Stacey's head, "Please!" Stacey pushed Lilly back until her legs hit the edge of the bed, causing her to sit. Stacey pushed Lilly's legs apart and sniffed deeply.

"I love the smell of aroused pussy!"

Lilly laughed in shock, "What?"

"You smell good! You look good! Now I'm going to see how you taste." She leaned in and ran her tongue up from the bottom of Lilly's pussy to her clit. Lilly groaned and fell back on the bed, her legs splaying open. Stacey slipped Lilly's thighs over her shoulders and proceeded to worship Lilly's pussy. Her meaty inner labia were poking past her outer lips, both swollen with lust, a shiny layer of her arousal coating her folds. Stacey tongued her entrance, teasing it with the tip of her tongue. She worked her way back up to Lilly's clit, using her tongue to build her pleasure. She slipped a finger into Lilly's tunnel, stroking it as she sucked on her clit. Lilly came with a scream, pinching Stacey's head between her thighs. When Lilly relaxed, Stacey attacked her again, teasing her folds between her lips, finding what excited her. When Lilly came down from her third orgasm, she pulled Stacey up.

"Oh, damn girl, I've never been eaten out like that! You were fantastic!"

Stacey smiled and looked at her, "I've had a bit of practice and girls, well, we lick pussy the best. My first-year roommate and I did a little experimenting that year. It was safer than boys and we both learned a lot. I guess you've never experimented?"

"No, I've never been tempted to take a stroll on the other side! But now I think I'll need to reconsider. Damn, I've been missing out for three years!"

"Well, now it's your turn." Stacey gently pushed Lilly's head down her body and closed her eyes.

Afterwards, while they both cuddled on Janet's bed, "Stace, are you ok with this? With us?"

"Hmmm?"

"Well, you know. You're dating Kevin and we just..."

"Fucked?"

"If you want to put it so crudely, then yes."

"First, what he doesn't know won't hurt him. Second, you're a girl, so it's not really cheating, is it? This is just a little extra, 'stress relief'. It's just sex. Right, Lilly?"

"If you say so, I'm not going to argue against something that feels so good!"

"But no feelings! We're just roomies with some extra benefits."

"I can live with that, at least until I find a boyfriend and can get enough dick to satisfy me!"

"You're a slut Lilly!" Stacey grinned at her to take any sting out of the words and Lilly just smiled back in return.

Kevin met Stacey for dinner a couple of times that week. She cooked for him once while he took her out to a local pizza joint the next time they met. He always enjoyed their time together and would end the evening with a passionate kiss on her doorstep. He enjoyed those few minutes at the end of each date, her breasts pressed up against his chest as she fully embraced him. Inevitably, his hands would creep down to her full ass cheeks and gently kneed them until she moaned and ground her pelvis into him. They both had enough class work that he wasn't disappointed when she wouldn't invite him in at the end of the evening, both had to finish homework and other assignments before the next day. He had a big day to plan for the weekend.

Kevin also took the time to meet Anne for lunch between classes as they both shared classes just before and just after their lunch hour. Kevin was careful to not do or say anything that might give Anne the impression he was interested in her, other than as a friend. Sometimes Christy would join them and she slowly defrosted and eventually deigned to talk to him. By Friday afternoon, their relationship had almost recovered, although there was still a bit of frostiness in her attitude. By unstated mutual agreement, they didn't bring up Stacey and what he was doing in the evenings.

Anne sighed. Kevin looked at her, "Everything ok? That was a really big sigh."

"I'm fine, but I don't have anything going on this weekend. How about you guys?"

"I'm busy Saturday, but Sunday is free. How about you, Christy?"

Christy looked at Kevin, "I've got plans this weekend. A few of us are headed up to Idllewild tomorrow morning and we're going to camp there Saturday night."

"Sounds like fun, but it'll be pretty cold at night."

"As long as you have someone to cuddle up next to, it's not so bad."

Anne looked at Christy, "I thought you broke up with Brad? Have you found someone else?"

"Not yet, although you are welcome to come along. We have space for one more. I could use a cuddle buddy!"

Anne replied, "Sure, I've got nothing else going on. It'll be fun! But I'm not sure about being your cuddle buddy."

"Great, I'll pick you up at 9am tomorrow. Bring some booze, whatever you feel like drinking. It'll help change your mind about cuddling with me!"

Kevin said he had to go and said his farewells.

Kevin picked up Stacey at 10am at her apartment in his beater Honda and drove out the I-8 East, then up CA79 to Julian. They found a local bar and grill for lunch followed by a stop at Julian Pie Company for dessert. They strolled hand-in-hand through the small downtown area, laughing at all the touristy trinkets on sale. After walking through the small town, they settled down in a small coffee shop to enjoy the rest of the afternoon.

Four young women came into the coffee shop and Kevin turned around at the sound of familiar voices. He was shocked to see Christy, Anne and two other women that he didn't know.

Stacey was watching him as recognition washed over his face, "Do you know them?"

"Yes, two of them, Christy and Anne, are in my Econ study group. I don't know the other two."

Once the four students had their orders, Stacey waved them over, "Won't you join us? Kevin mentioned he knows some of you." She stood and stuck out her hand. "I'm Stacey, Kevin's girlfriend."

Christy was in the process of reaching out to take Stacey's hand, but she hesitated when she heard who Stacey was. Stacey noticed the hesitation, misread the reason, but kept her smile plastered on her face and thought, He's mine! Back off bitch!

Kevin made the introductions, "Stacey, this is Christy and this is Anne." He turned to the other two girls, "And you two are?"

They introduced themselves as Mary and Jill, friends of Christy. The four girls found or dragged a few chairs over so they could all sit.

"I thought you all were going up to Idyllwild to go camping?" Kevin asked.

Jill replied, "The camp ground was overbooked, so they cancelled us. We were taking the scenic route there and were in Ramona when they called, so we decided to continue to Julian to at least make an afternoon of it. So here we are!"

"That's too bad, you guys got screwed because the campground messed up. Hopefully your afternoon here will make up for it." Stacey was saying the appropriate words, but she really wasn't feeling sorry for their ruined plans.

"We'll make the most of it. Maybe go back to my apartment complex, they have a small grill by the pool, we can make our camping dinner on it, plus some s'mores," replied Christy.

"That sounds nice!" said Stacey sweetly. Mary and Jill could detect an undercurrent of tension developing between Stacey and Christy and they both noticed that Anne had kept her eyes on her coffee and wasn't participating in the conversation.

To try and divert any unpleasantness, Mary asked, "So Kevin, what are your plans for the afternoon? Heading back to school?"

Kevin blushed a little, "Uhh, no. I've made some plans for the rest of the day."

"And?" Anne asked. She looked Kevin in the eyes

"They're, uh, a surprise." He looked at Stacey, "I haven't told her yet what my plans are for the rest of the day."

Anne smiled at them, "Awww, that's so sweet! I hope you two have a good time." She looked at Christy, "Perhaps we should let them get at it."

Christy nodded, relieved to get away, "I think you're right." Turning to Mary and Jill, she asked, "Are you all ready?"

There was a quick chorus of 'Yes', they all said their 'Good-byes' and the four left.

Stacey turned to Kevin, "Whew! I thought they'd never leave! You have some interesting friends. Christy seemed, I don't know, off or something?"

"Huh, I didn't notice. She's just a friend, we share a few classes and are part of the same study group."

"I think she might be interested in you!" Stacey teased. "She didn't seem too happy when I was introduced as your girlfriend."

Kevin laughed, "They know that I'm dating someone, but I guess you've never met. She's DEFINITELY not into me, she was dating some jock-type until the other week. I don't think I'm her type."

"Well, too bad for her. You are definitely my type!" She gave him a sexy kiss, drawing envious stares from the other guys in the coffee shop.

"So, you said something about other plans for the rest of the day?"

"Nope, not telling! We have about 20 more minutes to kill here, then it's off to our next destination."

She tried to weasel out more information from him, but Kevin stood firm and refused to answer any questions about their plans.

They were soon back on the road, headed south. She was very surprised when they pulled into a local Indian casino.

"What are we doing here?"

"Well, we have dinner reservations in an hour or so at a nice restaurant here. Afterwards I thought we'd do some gambling, you mentioned last week that you liked to play cards."

"Oh my gawd, I'm not dressed right for a nice dinner! You should have told me!" she shrieked.

"Don't worry, I have it covered. I had Lilly pack you an outfit. Your bag is in the trunk."

"Where am I going to change? And freshen up? I'm going to need to touch up my make-up and my hair!"

"Don't worry, baby, I got you! I reserved a room for the night so we can stay and gamble the night away!"

He paused, "Sorry, only one room, so I hope I'm not being presumptuous. It does have two queen beds."

Stacey squealed in pleasure, "Thank you! You've thought of everything, this ought to be so much fun!"

They were soon checked into their room and Stacey was over the moon at the sight of the luxurious room and their view over the valley. She looked through the bag that Lilly had packed for her and was happy with Lilly's choices. She pulled out an outfit and laid it out on one of the beds.

"I'm going to take a shower and freshen up." She turned towards the bathroom and as she walked, she started taking off clothes. Kevin watched her, stunned as first her blouse, then jeans were discarded behind her. His breath caught in his throat as she took off her bra. She stood in the doorway to the bathroom, her back towards him as she clutched the bra to her chest. She looked over her shoulder at Kevin, then dropped the bra and shimmied out of her cute, high cut panties. Kevin stared at her flawless back, her well-shaped ass and the promise of the hidden cleft between her cheeks. He felt his trousers tighten as his member swelled at the sight.

As she stepped into the bathroom, Stacey asked, "Are you coming? I need someone to wash my back."

Kevin quickly followed her into the bathroom, shedding his clothes as quickly as he could. She was already in the shower, running the water through her hair and rinsing the day's dust from her svelte body. Kevin quickly joined her, stepping behind her until he was pressed against her backside, his erect cock resting between the orbs of her ass.

"Hey sweetie, please soap up my back? I have trouble reaching all the good spots!"

Kevin groaned an agreement, reached for the soap and began to lather her up. He started with her shoulders and slowly worked his way down her back. He bypassed her ass as he knelt down behind her. Her glorious ass was in front of him as he started to soap up the back of her left thigh, then worked his way down to her feet and back up her right thigh. He looked up and could see her prominent outer labia with just a hint of her inner labia peeking through her butt cheeks. He paused to kneed her ass, working the soap around with his hands, then running a single hand down the crack of her ass. His hand stopped when it reached her crinkled asshole, then rubbed her nether orifice with a soapy finger. He could hear her moan and squirm.

"Oh, you dirty man. Why does that feel so damn good! Oh fuck..."

As he continued to lightly massage her sphincter, he brought up his other hand and began to soap up the tight folds between her legs. This brought more groans of pleasure as his questing fingers found her clit. He circled it gently with his thumb, then ran a finger down her lips to her entrance. He stretched his hand to toy with her opening. When he pushed a finger in, she trembled, her knees shaking as she shrieked to an orgasm. She slowly collapsed in front of him as he moved his hands to support her, slowly fondling her tits. Her nipples were rock hard and she leaned back into him as he massaged her front. He leaned over her shoulder and she turned her head to kiss him. They made out passionately for a few minutes as she reached behind her and began to stroke his erection.

"Mmmmm, this feels so strong. You've got a nice thick cock. I can't wait to have it in me tonight, buried deep in my pussy. I want you to cum inside me, I want to feel your warm seed coat my womb!"

Kevin groaned at her words, he so wanted to bend her over in the shower and fuck her, but he looked at his watch. "We need to get out and finish getting ready, or we'll miss our dinner reservations."

Stacey pouted at him, "But I haven't had a chance to suck on your cock!"

"Later, I promise!"

Dinner was excellent, followed by a little dancing in the club next door. Stacey was as sinuous as ever in her tight, little red dress. She danced around Kevin, teasing him with light touches and occasionally grinding against him as the music demanded. She could feel his stiff cock in his pants and she became wet at the thought of him above her, pushing his hard rod into her wet cunt.

"Let's go to bed!"

He nodded his agreement and led her back to their room. As soon as the door was closed, they were all over each other. He unzipped the back of her little red dress, letting it drop to pool at her feet. She pulled his shirt out of his trousers and over his head. His pants soon followed. Kevin unsnapped her bra and she shrugged out of it. She dropped to her knees and grabbed the hem of his boxers and slowly pulled them over his hips, freeing his erect cock which was pointed at the ceiling. Smiling, she took the tip into her mouth, sucking a bit before kissing her way down to the root of his cock. She fondled his balls as she licked her way back up, then took him into her mouth again. Her free hand wrapped around the base of his member while she sucked and brought him into her mouth, as far as she could take him.

"Of fuck, Stacey, that feels so good!" He was groaning as he felt his orgasm approaching.

"Oh shit! I'm going to come!"

Stacey popped off his cock, licking and stroking him. "Come on my face and tits!"

He grunted as his first shot coated her lips, nose and forehead. The second shot covered an eye. He pulled back and spent his remaining shots over her tits.

"Baby, that was so fucking good!" He stooped down and found an uncovered spot on a cheek and gave her a quick kiss.

"Damn, Kevin, when you come, you really come! I'm covered!"

Kevin quickly fetched a damp washcloth and lovingly cleaned her up. When he was done, she led him to the bed and stood in front of him, clad only in a lacy black g-string. He stared hungrily at her as she turned and pulled down the g-string while bending at the waist, giving him a good look as her pussy lips peeked from between her ass cheeks. Turning back, she crawled onto the bed and lay on her back. Spreading her legs, she said, "Come eat my pussy, you pretty man. I want you to come suck on my clit!"

As Kevin crawled between her legs, he was mesmerized by her beautiful pussy. He admired her small, neatly trimmed patch of reddish pubes on her mons and her clitoral hood, which was pulled back to expose her small nubbin. Her outer labia was spread open, exposing her inner lips and a hint of her opening. He could see her arousal clearly, moisture evident within her folds as a drop of grool dripped down to her ass. As he put his face between her legs, he could smell her musky scent. He inhaled deeply, then gently blew on her clit, causing Stacey to jump slightly. He kissed the inside of a thigh, running a trail of kisses up her thigh, but at the last moment he moved to her other thigh. She whined and tried to guide his head to her quim, but he slipped down to nuzzle behind a knee.

She mewled in pleasure, "Please Kevin! Don't tease me, I want you so bad!"

He kissed his way back up, then took a delicate lap at the bottom of her pussy. She shuddered in pleasure, then again as he took a long lick, from bottom to top, stopping to worship her clit. He continued to lick her pussy, stiffening his tongue to push it up and into her as far as he could. She was almost crying when he began to rim her ass while gently rubbing her clit with a finger. He moved back to licking on her clit when he slipped first one, then a second finger up into her. She arched her back as she felt the penetration. He curled his fingers to find the spongy bundle of nerves just at the top of her vagina. When his pinky found and slightly penetrated her ass, she screamed his name as she came, squeezing his head between her thighs.

"Oh fuck, Kevin!"

She was still trembling from her high when he moved up, notched his dick at her entrance, then smoothly pushed into her until he was fully docked in her moist sex. He slowly started to thrust, gradually increasing his pace as she wrapped her legs around his hips, pushing on his ass with her heels.

"I'm getting close! Are you safe? Where do you want me to come?" he asked.

Her orgasm was rapidly building, "Yes! Come inside me! I want to feel you!" Moaning, she reached between them to tweak her clit, bucking hard as she came, squeezing down hard on him with her internal muscles. He pushed fully in and came, bathing her cervix with his warm seed.

Kevin collapsed on top of her, gently kissing as she mumbled incomprehensibly at him. After a few moments, he rolled off and pulled her onto his chest to cuddle.

"Thank you, Stacey, that was wonderful!"

"Thank you, stud! I don't think I've ever cum that hard!"

They rested for a few more minutes before Kevin asked, "So, do you want to freshen up real quick and head down to the floor? You did mention you liked to play cards."

Stacey roused to look at him excitedly, "Yes, please!"

They cleaned up and pulled on their clothes, Stacey wiggling back into her red dress. She smiled coquettishly at him as she left her g-string on the floor of their room.

"I feel so naughty! I'm afraid if I bend over, anyone could see the goods!"

"Then I'll just have to stand behind you to protect your modesty. What you have is for my eyes only! I'm not much for sharing."

She smiled lustily at him, before turning towards their hotel room door. They headed down to the casino floor which was a short elevator ride away. Native American casinos rarely had cheap tables, but they did find a not too expensive Blackjack table. Kevin gave Stacey $100, which was converted to chips at the table. He converted $60 for himself and both sat down at a pair of open seats. Stacey knew what she was doing and had a decent run of luck, quickly doubling her money. Kevin wasn't so lucky, but broke even. They got up, tried a little roulette, some craps and a few slot machines. While they didn't win too much, they didn't lose heavily, finally returning to the room several hours after midnight.

They quickly started to strip down, but Kevin paused to look at the flame-haired beauty standing in front of him. He marveled at his luck. Stacey took control, dropped to her knees in front of him, unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants. She could see the large bulge in his boxers and she licked her lips in anticipation. She grasped the waistband of his underwear and pulled it down swiftly, causing his erect dick to bounce up and hit her in the cheek. She smiled up at him and took him into her mouth. As she sucked on him, she deftly maneuvered him around until the back of his legs were against the bed. Stacey then pushed Kevin onto his back, crawled up, angled his cock back and slowly slid into place until he was fully seated. She proceeded to ride both of them to an orgasm and they collapsed onto the bed. She rolled to her side and he spooned behind her and soon both were asleep.

The next morning Kevin slowly regained consciousness, the feeling of a swirling wet warmth around his erect cock. The warmth left, to be replaced by an even warmer, tighter embrace that slowly enveloped his entire dick. He finally opened his eyes.

"Morning stud!" Stacey purred as she bounced on him, impaled on his rampant cock. He felt his orgasm approach and took control, grabbing her by the hips and pistoning up into her. She rubbed her clit and they both quickly approached their tipping points, cumming at almost the same time. She rested on his chest while he panted.

"Hmmmm, like that, honey? I sure liked your big fat cock pushing up into me."

Kevin could only nod. "That was the best wake-up call ever!" They made love twice more that morning before cleaning up and checking out. Kevin blanched when he received the bill, the weekend's activities had used up a significant portion of the money he had earned the previous summer. However, he felt that it was worth it as he and Stacey had taken the next step in their relationship.

Keven dropped Stacey off at her apartment a little after lunch. Lilly pulled her in and immediately sat her on the couch.

"How was it? Did you all do the dirty deed?"

Stacey gushed, "Oh yes, we did! My poor kitty is sore from last night and this morning."

"Do tell! Does he have a big dick?"

"Come on, Lilly! Have a sense of class!" Stacey leaned forward and giggled, "He's got a nice one, not too big that it hurts, but long enough and thick enough to make your pus feel good. You'll know you've been fucked!"

Lilly giggled, "Lucky girl! So, he's got the equipment, does he know how to use it?"

"Oh god yes! He's got a lot of energy and he knows how to use that weapon. He also does this circle motion thing with his hips when he's driving in that absolutely drives me bat-shit insane!"

"Shit, I'm getting wet hearing about this."

Stacey laughed, "Me too!" She gave Lilly a sultry look, "Wanna do something about it?"

End of Part 1

Part 2 will be submitted soon.