w, however, I started thinking about her more. The worst part was after work, when out with my girlfriend, she would bring up the topic. "God, I wish Monica would just lay off you. She thi

and especially when Jennifer said it), I could

t; but so was Monica's. And hearing her remind me of how fantastic it was definitely did not help the situation. Although I would try to say, "Settle down, you're blowing things out of proportion. I see guys ogling you all the time..." It didn't always work, and I

have Monica, and now I couldn't have her "worse". She became my girlfriend's rival, which only added to her forbidden allure. J

great couple. It is for this reason that we both put up with the growing tension between us. It is also for this reason that I cont

disasters of Jennifer's period and a follow-up cold. Now I realize this is not that long, but I'd like to remind you that I was a twenty-year old guy, getting

important). I was also told that I needed to bring back a few boxes of extra silverware. Carrying the crate in both hands, I backed out through the

and affection. The other part of me feared it immensely. Lately it was even worse, due to the aforementioned dry spell. And what would a sedu

that lets her face me as we go down the hall, forcing me to look at her. I know she's doing this so I check her out, and I know she's moving

ealing her long, flat stomach and most of her wonderful tits, resting perfectly in a little bra. She makes sure I got a good, long look befo

ustered too!

I give a glance to her and to the door, silently asking her to unlock and open it. She checks h

my pocket," and I start to

s yourself,

not intend for

sing her body up against my back. Her