I turned eighteen the year I graduated high school. I was going to college in the fall and I'd be on my own for the first time in my life, and it scared the hell outta me. I'm still kinda quiet but back then I was almost painfully shy. You know the type, not all that good at sports, nose in a book most of the time, total nerd, 6' tall and barely 155 pounds, not even remotely a chick magnet unless it was to repel them. Loo...

When I woke up, I wasn't in my bedroom back home, so yesterday wasn't a dream after all. Getting up and getting dressed I made my way to the bathroom and then to the kitchen where Fran was making breakfast. "Good morning, how'd you sleep last night?" "Not bad. Had some wild dreams, in fact, I kinda felt like I was in a strange dream all day yesterday." "So you're saying what happened yesterday wasn't a normal day for you?...

On the drive home, Fran started the conversation almost as soon as we got in the car. "So, how'd you like your lunch?" "It wasn't that bad, the appetizer was delicious though." She slapped me on the shoulder for that wisecrack. "Oh my God, you are so bad! Seriously though, how'd you know I was ticklish behind my knees?" "Uh, I really didn't. I was just enjoying feeling your legs in your stockings when they almost buckled...

I woke up curled around Fran's body. Her warm ass pressed against my morning erection, and her soft hair tickled my face. Instinctively, I pulled her closer, and she began to stir awake in my arms. "Mmmmn, 'morning, honey, still horny after all that fucking last night I see." "Can't help it, you're so hot." "Or maybe you're just horny all the time because you're eighteen," she said as she rolled to face me. "Can't it be b...