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Educating Andy: Part 2

"Winter break"

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Author's Notes

"This is part two of several, covering the first year of college with my main character, Andy. This chapter goes from Winter break to just before Spring Break. The characters and situations are figments of my imagination. I hope you enjoy it."

I'd gotten a lot completed on the house before Winter break. For the first time in six years, I spent Christmas Eve with Mom and Dad. They were in good spirits and getting ready for their trip to Costa Rica in January. It was something they'd wanted to do for a very long time. Mom mentioned they were going to start looking at tour packages for Australia and New Zealand when they returned and planned to go the following December. They were so excited, and I was happy for them. Naturally, I volunteered to check the house while they were away, which they appreciated.

It had been quite a few years since I was excited about Christmas. Val had hinted there might be a surprise under my Christmas tree. Since I didn't have one, I bought a little fake tree that stood about two feet tall. I texted her a picture and got a few laughing emojis back.

On Christmas Eve, I had dinner with my parents. It was nice. We talked and laughed and opened a few presents. They got me gift cards for the big box home improvement store, which was great. I got them tickets to a play they'd talked about seeing. Our time together was nice and relaxing, and I was glad we could spend time together.

I was half expecting Val to be waiting for me when I arrived home, but she wasn't there. So, I watched a Christmas movie about a takeover in an office building and then went to bed.

The opening of the garage door woke me around six. I debated getting dressed because I knew it was Val, and we'd probably end up naked soon. But you never know. I gave her a few minutes to bring her things in and put my surprise under my little tree. As I listened to the sounds coming from the other room, they were mostly her steps on the linoleum floor, back and forth from the garage into the house.

While I waited, I propped myself up against the pillows and headboard of the bed and waited patiently in the dark for her to join me. When Val entered, she turned on the ceiling light, which temporarily blinded me.

Val greeted me, “Merry Christmas, sweetie!”

I blinked, then slowly opened my eyes. There she was, a big red bow covering her pussy and two smaller ones covering each nipple. She looked as yummy as ever.

I smiled, “Darn, I should have wrapped your favorite toy.”

Val smiled, “That would make it hard for you to talk, my love.”

I laughed, “Okay, two bows.”

Val flicked the light off and joined me in bed. The bows quickly came off because they were obviously in the way.

We kissed hello, and I told her, "Merry Christmas."

When we broke our kiss, Val said, “Merry Christmas. This is the first part of your present, big boy.”

She slipped down my body to cup my balls and began playing with my semi-rigid dick. It didn't take long before she engulfed it and began one of her extended blowjobs. I closed my eyes as I felt her long fingernails stroking my shaft, sending shivers throughout my body. I laid back, enjoying how expertly she toyed with me. Val would bring me to the edge of ejaculation, back off, then repeat it. It felt like heaven and hell, but I wasn't going to complain.

In between those moments, she taunted me, asking if I was enjoying it and asking if I'd been a good boy all year. All I could say was, "Yes, I was."

Val has done something similar that first Thanksgiving weekend, toying with me and making me last longer than I thought I could. This time, she took it one step further, making me last longer than I thought possible, and I loved it. When she was finally ready to let me cum I had to promise to go down on her for at least half an hour and do exactly what she told me to do during that time. I was practically begging her to let me cum when she finally did and she swallowed everything. When I was spent, Val stayed down there licking me clean until my worn-out penis was completely deflated.

She gave him one last kiss on the tip, then kissed her way back up my body so we could kiss and snuggle.

We lay in the dark for a few minutes, not saying a word. Then, just before I asked what the other part of my gift was, I heard Val snoring. So, I closed my eyes and dropped back off to sleep.

We slept until around eight, which is about two hours longer than I normally do. I guessed Val had been out late and needed to catch up on her sleep, so I lay watching her as she snored.

When she woke, it was my turn to give her the present she requested. I started with her delicious breasts, giving them more than enough attention. My tweaking and pulling on Val's nipples, coupled with my nursing, came close to giving her an orgasm. When she suggested I move further South, I gladly complied.

Starting at her ankles, I licked and kissed my way North, showing equal attention to each of her lovely taut limbs. I even backtracked a couple of times just to tease her. When I finally decided to dive in, Val was once again close to cumming. As promised, I went slow, licking and sucking on her labia and pubic area longer than usual. I don't know if it was thirty minutes or an hour, but it was long enough for her.

Val was in heaven. I used all the little nuances she'd taught me to please her. One thing she'd never mentioned was paying attention to her rosebud. So, I improvised a bit, letting my thumb brush over it. Val moaned, and I knew to continue. She moved her legs, not saying a word as she gave me a little better access.

I focused my thumb and a finger there while my tongue continued to pleasure my blonde goddess. When she suggested I insert a finger, I was a little apprehensive. She reassured me it was fine, so I did up to the first joint. Her reaction was another loud moan. She told me she was close and to suck on her clit more.

With me following her instructions, Val reached the most explosive orgasm she'd had via my efforts. Her thighs squeezed my head as she thrashed about my bed in an orgasmic euphoria. I was delighted I was able to satisfy her once again. She's a very good teacher, and I love being her student.

We did our snuggle routine again, then off to the shower. While we were there, she told me she'd been at a Christmas Eve get-together until around one in the morning. She went home, showered, and took a power nap so she'd be fresh for me. I told her I appreciated that and she didn't need to rush over. I got a long, sweet kiss for that, which was nice.

After we dressed, I made breakfast and we sat around catching up. I told her I was sorry; I really had no idea what to get her as a gift. So, I told her I'd do whatever she wanted the next time we were in bed. Her eyes lit up, and a wicked look came over her face.

I laughed and said, “Oops.”

She said she didn't need anything, that being here with her was plenty, and that she'd figure something out for me. Then she asked me to look under my tree.

I glanced over, and the only thing I saw was a file folder. Val told me to read it completely before I started asking questions. Then she sat back and watched as I walked over, opened the file, and began to read.

It was a four-year lease agreement with an optional fifth year. I was to pay one dollar a month rent to Val's brokerage firm. I was responsible for the utilities and maintenance of the house, along with renters insurance. I could sublet the two extra bedrooms, but the others had to pay the market rate for each room. They were also required to have background checks prior to being approved by Val's firm.

When I finished reading it, Val added a few things.

Val sighed, looked me in the eyes and said, "Sweetie, I need this for my business. Malea and I walked through here when you were at school. She likes what you've done as far as the repairs, and I agree. But I think it's time for me to install new carpeting and hire a contractor to remodel the main bathroom. I know you're capable, but I want it done sooner rather than later. I will also purchase all new furniture for the place because what's here is okay but not up to my standard."

When she'd finished, I said, "It's fine, Val. I appreciate all you've done for me, and this is very nice. I liked working on this; it was a great break from studying. I can afford this, so don't worry about it."

She sighed in relief, "There's one other thing that's not in the lease agreement. I'm not going to be around much. Even with the precautions we're taking, I can't afford a scandal or have your mother find out about us. I've had too many sleepless nights thinking about us. I will be here on New Year's as promised, but I don't know when I'll be back in your bed, if ever, sweetie."

Our eyes locked as I gently grasped her hand, "Val, it's perfectly alright. We both made our fantasies come true, and I don't have any regrets. I have had those sleepless nights, too, worrying about Mom finding out. I didn't want to be the one to say no more, so thank you."

Val smiled, "Kiss me, baby. I might marry you if you weren't your mother's son."

I laughed, “It's mutual, Val. But we never would have met if I wasn't.”

I moved over to her, and we kissed, long and slow. When our lips parted, I told her she was always welcome to relax in the tub or my bed. She laughed, and then we returned to my room for more playtime.

We made love, fucked, slept, and did it all over again all Christmas day. I didn't realize how wonderful a mature woman could be until Val and I got together. I used to look at women my mother's age as being too old for me. Now I know better. When Val left Christmas night, we were both sated and ready for a break. I'd never had so much sex in my life, and I hope at some point Val and I would do it again.

Between Christmas and New Years, I continued my track workouts during the despite the cold and rain. During my runs and hurdle drills, I noticed three girls who looked like they were on the school track team. I'd seen them working out off and on during the semester, usually one or two together, but not all three at once. They were dressed in school warm-ups and did basically the same drills each time I saw them. I knew indoor track was happening this time of year. But, I wasn't aware that my school participated.

Seeing them at the tack was hit or miss We seemed to have varying days off to workout. I noticed they'd start with a dynamic warm-up, then move on to bounding, skipping, and high-knee sprinting, along with a few other drills to help improve their performances.

When the hurdles were left out, I'd move them to do my workout. When that happened, and the girls were there, they'd glance over at me, but they never said anything. They were all cute, tall, and maybe nineteen or twenty years old.

I didn't interrupt their workout, but like them, I glanced over every so often and smiled, mainly because they were nice-looking.

In my final workout of the year, I set up the hurdles and had just finished my routine. I was taking a break, moving the hurdles off the track, leaving them like I found them. After setting the third one back on the infield, I noticed the girls walking towards me. They looked a bit nervous when they approached, so I stopped what I was doing and waited. I hoped they weren't going to lecture me about something or say I couldn't use the track, so I waited and wondered.

I hadn't gotten that close to them to really see their facial features. Now that they were walking over, I could see they weren't just cute. They were very pretty.

The redhead spoke first, "Hi. We've seen you working out here before. Are you on the track team or the staff? We haven't noticed you at the team meetings."

I smiled and replied, "No, I'm a student here. It's my first semester in mechanical engineering."

The African American girl replied, “You work out like you know what you're doing. Are you a walk-on? Trying to make the team?”

I shook my head. "No, I'm not trying out for the team. I'm used to doing PT work daily, and since the hurdles were here, I'm sort of reliving my high school glory days."

They laughed, and then the brunette asked, "Well, would you do us a favor? We want to do a reel of us side-stepping the hurdles. We can't video all three of us at once. Would you mind holding my phone and videoing us?"

My grin gave me away, “I don't mind at all. I was just finishing and putting these back where I found them.”

They all smiled, and we began placing the hurdles back on the track. When we had them spaced right, they practiced a few times while I watched. It was adorable. When they were ready, I stepped back to make sure I didn't have the sun in their faces and had them all in the shot. The redhead did a countdown, and we began. We ended up doing five takes before they decided on a keeper. I handed the phone back and introduced myself. They all blushed and apologized for not doing that first thing. I told them it was fine.

Colleen was the redhead, Jasmine was the African American, and Elise was the brunette. When I told them my name, they giggled. Elise commented that it would be easy to remember because she loved Toy Story.

That made me blush, which made them giggle. I said my goodbyes, they thanked me and I left them to do their thing.

After talking with the girls, I realized that I should be more social. My private time with Val was coming to a close, and I'd gotten used to having someone intimate in my life. I didn't have that in the Navy, and that was one of the reasons I got out. Val's companionship, although it was mainly just sex, reminded me how good that felt.

About mid-week, Val texted me and invited me to a New Year's Eve party. She said we'd meet there to celebrate the New Year and then come back to my place for the night. She didn't want it to look like I was her date. I was fine with that and thought it might be fun.

Val mentioned the party was casual, but I dressed a little nicer than that. The party was in an upscale neighborhood not too far from Val's place. I saw her car parked on the street and parked about a half block away. I texted her to let her know I was walking to the house. Before I got there, I saw her standing on the sidewalk.

I could see from the street lights she was dressed nicer than casual. I was glad I upped my attire. We hugged without kissing, then walked back up the house. It reminded me of the homes in the neighborhood my parents were living in. It is very upscale and well-furnished. There was a mixture of people, old, young, and various ethnic backgrounds. When we walked in, Val introduced me to the hosts, a lovely bi-racial couple, Deirdre and Marten. I recognized him. He was in the NFL and played running back. He had a career-ending injury in a playoff game a few years back. He looked a lot bigger on television.

It was then I realized these must be mostly Val's business friends. She introduced me as her best friend's son. They guessed who my parents were because they said I looked like my Dad. They asked about my parents, and I updated them.

This introduction became the norm since most everyone seemed to know my parents. It was nice to know they were well thought of. Eventually, Val introduced me to Malea. She'd texted me about the hot tub, but we'd never met face to face.

Malea was lovely, maybe in her mid-thirties. She had long black hair almost to her waist, sparkling dark brown eyes, and a fantastic smile. I guessed she was about five feet tall, but she was wearing heels, so she was a little taller than that.

She was very sweet and was glad to finally meet me. Malea liked the repairs I'd completed on the house. She joked that if she ever needed repairs done at her place, she knew who to call. I told her she was welcome to put me to work any time. That made her smile. She told me she may just do that and asked how much I'd charge. I said it depended on what I had to do. Malea giggled and said that made sense.

Malea asked how the hot tub was working out. I said it was great after a hard workout. Then suggested when she was over inspecting the new work, she should try it. Malea thanked me and said she might.

I talked with her for most of the time I was at the party. The time flew by so fast talking with her that I didn't realize it was close to midnight until Deirdre announced it was time to fill our glasses and watch the ball drop on television. I was drinking sparkling water, so I grabbed another while Malea refilled her glass with sparkling cider. I looked around to find Val, and she was talking to a couple of men her age. We all counted down, and when the ball hit, we toasted and yelled, 'Happy New Year.'

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Then, it seemed everyone, but Malea and I were kissing. She looked at me as if she expected me to kiss her. I asked if it was alright. She blushed, and we briefly kissed. Her lips tasted delicious, and I wanted to do more, but I didn't want to overstep. I thanked her for the kiss, and she replied that I was very welcome.

We continued talking for another half hour until Val slipped her arm in mine and told me the party was breaking up. I thanked Malea for the conversation and the midnight kiss. She smiled and told me I was very welcome and I'd probably see her again at the house due to the new work going on. I smiled and said that would be nice and to have a great new year.

I left before Val did after thanking our host and hostess. At home, I parked in the driveway and waited for Val to arrive after changing out of my clothes. I was a little tired and didn't know what she had planned, so I sat on the sofa playing games on my phone.

When I heard the garage door open around one-thirty, Val walked in through the door leading from the garage into the kitchen. She looked tired. I walked over to her and hugged her, telling her Happy New Year. She thanked me and then asked if we could call it a night. She was beat. I told her it was fine, so we headed to bed and slept.

On New Year's Day, I was up at my usual time, around six, letting Val sleep in. I dressed only in my boxers, made coffee, and then sat in the living room waiting for the sun to rise. I love the early morning; it's quiet and peaceful, especially on holidays. As I was sipping my coffee, I was thinking about Malea. She was lovely, and I wondered if we were flirting last night. I'm not used to it and don't always recognize it happening to me. My mind wandered, wondering what Val would say if she knew Malea and I were screwing each other. I dislike drama, so I figured I wouldn't worry about what might happen. I'd already committed a little taboo by sleeping with Val. Sleeping with Malea might upset my landlady, and I didn't want that to happen.

Val got up around eight; she stumbled out of my room looking for coffee. She didn't bother getting dressed and was only in her panties.

After she found the coffee, she sat down next to me on the sofa, legs curled under her. She took a sip and then greeted me, "Good morning, sweetie. Thanks for letting me sleep."

I smiled, “You're welcome. How are you feeling?”

Val sighed, “I'll let you know when I finish my coffee. I talked with Malea before I left the party. She thinks you're sweet.”

I blushed, "She is nice; tell her thank you, please."

Val smiled as she sipped again, "I told her you were very sweet, polite, and a real gentleman. She's single if you didn't know that already."

I replied, “The subject never came up. Are you suggesting something, Val?”

She laughed, "No, I'm not, I'm just saying, sweet man. Malea is a grown woman, and I could tell she was impressed with you. Just don't break her heart."

I laughed, "I wasn't planning to. She's very nice, and I would never do that."

Val finished her coffee and handed me her cup. Mine was on the end table, so when I got up, I took them both to the kitchen. When I returned, I assumed Val had snuck back to the bedroom. When I entered, she was in my bed, and the only thing she was wearing was her wonderful smile.

Val grinned, “I'd like that Christmas present now, Andy. Come over here, baby. You said you'd do whatever I wanted, remember?”

I walked over to her, “Yes, I remember.”

She looked at me as I stood beside the bed, "You look like you're dreading this, sweetheart. It's nothing you need to worry about. I want you to make love to me, like I taught you. Slow, delicious, love. I want to remember us this way."

I replied, “You make it sound like you're dying or something.”

Val laughed, “No, sweet man. I'm not dying. Not in the foreseeable future anyway, I hope. Quit thinking and just love me, please.”

I smiled, “Yes, ma'am.”

She could see the front of my boxers slowly begin to rise, “Mmm, that's my boy.”

I slipped my shorts off, letting them drop to the floor. Then, I joined Val, and we began kissing. Our legs entwined as our passions began to build. Val paused our kissing, whispering she wanted to ride me. I smiled, then rolled onto my back.

My love kissed me as I looked up at the ceiling, waiting for her to mount me. She kissed her way down my neck, licked my breasts to get a reaction from me, then went lower. I told her she was too good to me and the breast kisses were nice. Val grinned, then straddled me at the hips. With legs on either side, she reached between hers and placed my swollen member in her hand.

As she eased me into her, she whispered, “I love how you feel in me, Andy. Just perfect, baby.”

I grinned, "I know. It's hard not to cum just entering you, Val. It feels fantastic."

Val smiled as she slowly moved up and down on me, "Mmm, we do fit nicely together, don't we."

I nodded as she placed her hands on my chest, leaning into me, kissing my forehead and then my lips. I reached up and started playing with her magnificent orbs, pinching and pulling her nipples. Val was in heaven, moaning loudly as she slid up and down, varying her angle until I was rubbing against her sweet spot.

I began to do multiplication tables in my head, counting by twos, threes, and fives and then listing all the places I'd been in the Navy to keep my brain distracted so I wouldn't go off too soon. It was difficult not to react to Val's movements on me and the sweet words she was speaking. Her hands on my chest, pinching and pulling my nipples while I did the same to hers, kept distracting me.

After some time, her movements slowed and intensified on my penis. She kept telling me she was close to cumming. I was close also, and without saying a word, Val focused herself on the head of my dick. I couldn't stand it any longer and went off in her.

Val cooed and moaned as my juices filled her. A huge smile on her face reassured me she was content as I pumped until I was drained. We lay with her on top of me, basking in the glow of our mutual orgasm, not saying a word to each other. When she was ready, Val kissed me and snuggled against my chest, whispering sweet words to me. She said she was going to miss our little trysts but wanted me to know she wasn't the jealous type, so I was free to bed anyone I wanted. She even hinted at a possible threesome, provided the other woman was fine with it. She didn't suggest another man, which I would have balked at. I just don't find men attractive, so I was glad she didn't go there.

After making love, we moved to the shower and had sex. I fucked her against the wall after Val got me nice and hard with her mouth. It was amazing. I realized then, I lean more towards the longer lovemaking thing. After our shower, we dried off and dressed. I made breakfast, and we talked a little more.

Val left before lunch with a smile on her face. I hoped she'd visit soon, but I knew that might not be possible. Hopefully, we'll get together again, but my time with Val was an eye-opening experience and changed my perspective on a few things.

As the rest of Winter break unfolded, I saw the girls off and on, waving hello and doing my workout. It was mid-January when Jasmine came over to talk to me while the other girls ran laps.

She smiled as she approached me, “It's Andy, right?”

I looked at her and smiled, "Yes, you're Jasmine, right?"

Jasmine smiled, "Thank you for remembering, Andy. I was wondering if you live on Beech Street in that trashed house. We heard about that house from our landlord. He mentioned there was a petition going around about getting those guys evicted, but they graduated and left.

We drove by to look at the house and thought it was you working in the yard. Colleen and I live two blocks down. She says she's seen you running by our house. I was just wondering if it was actually you.”

I told her, “Yes, I'm living in that house. I have an agreement with the landlord to repair it in my free time. I may have run by your place. I run here most of the time for my workouts.”

Jasmine thought for a moment, “You're handy fixing things? The reason I ask is our landlord takes forever to get anything fixed at our place. Maybe we could make a deal? Colleen and I are great cooks.”

I laughed, “Sure, we could deal. Are you guys on the track team?”

Jasmine smiled, "Yes, not full scholarships, but we're on. Have you thought about trying out? From what I've seen, they could use some help on the men's side. All three of us think you have great form, Andy. Maybe we could all workout together, if you didn't mind."

I smiled, "Thanks for the nice ego boost. I'll think about the tryout thing. I'm pretty much caught up with the fixes at the house. It's livable now. I was going to remodel the main bathroom, but the owner decided to have a contractor do it. But I would love to work out with all of you. I'm really rusty and haven't been training for speed, more like maintenance and because I like it."

Jasmine grinned, "Do you have your phone on you? I'll give you my number. I'll text you the dates for walk-ons. Plus, when we have a leaky faucet, I'll know who to call."

I pulled my phone out of my backpack and gave her my number. She whipped through the numbers, and soon, I had a text with a smiley face. I looked over at her and grinned, "There you are."

Jasmine laughed, "Yes, there I am. I've already talked to the others about including you in our workouts. I'll text you our schedule. I really think you should try out for the team. You might get scholarship money, which isn't bad. It's not great, though."

I replied, "I'll think about it, and thanks, Jasmine. I should get going. There are a couple of contractors coming over to look at some remodeling work, and I need to be home. Stop by if you feel like it."

Jasmine thought momentarily, "Let me see what the others have planned. I'd like to see examples of your handy work in case I actually do need something done at the house."

I smiled, “That's fine. You can stop by anytime.”

She beamed, “Thank you, Andy. Maybe we'll see you in an hour or so.”

I replied, “Sounds good, Jasmine. You guys have a nice workout.”

I knelt to put my phone back in my pack, then glanced over to watch Jasmine as she walked away. She has a really nice ass and long legs. While I was glancing, Jasmine turned to look back at me and caught me. She smiled and did a quick wiggle as she continued walking. The flirting had begun which made me smile.

When I arrived home, Malea was there with two contractors looking over the bathroom. She answered their questions as I put my things in my room. When I joined them, I stood back, watching them interact and answering questions when asked but staying out of their way. When they were satisfied with the requirements, Malea and I went into the living room to wait while they measured and estimated things.

Malea asked, “I see you were working out. How did it go?”

I smiled, "Yes, I was. I ran some, did some hurdles, and stretched. It was good, thanks. I enjoy being outside working out. I'm not a gym person, I get claustrophobic to a degree. I guess I'm not used to it."

Malea laughed, "I'm more of a pilates and yoga gal. I'm mostly maintenance. I never liked sports; I'm not that competitive. I should eat better, too, but cooking for myself isn't much fun. Do you prep your meals or just whip stuff up?"

"I do both; sometimes I forget to take things out of the freezer, or when I do, I forget I did, and they get old. I'm slowly getting used to civilian life."

Malea replied, "I do that also. It gets expensive tossing things, and I hate to do that."

Just then, the doorbell rang. I figured it was Jasmine and her friends, so I excused myself to answer the door. Jasmine, Elise, and Colleen were standing there, and by the looks on their faces, they were relieved they had the right address. We said hello, and I invited them in.

I introduced the girls to Malea and then offered everyone a hot drink. The winner was hot cocoa. While I was making it, we hung around in the kitchen and chatted. Colleen recalled being here during a party but left early because the guys were out of control.

Malea told them about all the damage and how great it was to have a talented tenant who could fix things. That made me smile and blush slightly. Jasmine smiled and nudged Colleen, telling her I'd made myself available to them for small repairs. Malea smiled and winked when she heard that.

Just before the cocoa was ready, the two contractors found us and told Malea they had what they needed and that they would email her their bids. Malea excused herself to follow them out to their trucks to talk to them. When she returned, the cocoa was ready. We adjourned to the living room to continue talking. I apologized for the shabby furniture when Malea cut in and mentioned I was getting all new furnishings within the next month.

Jasmine smiled and asked when she could move in, which made us all laugh. I thought about it, and it didn't sound bad to me. Malea also mentioned the hot tub for some unknown reason. I don't know if she was showing me off or the house, but that got a nice response from the ladies, too.

We continued talking well after the cocoa was gone. Then, Colleen asked for a tour of the house. I agreed, so we put our empty mugs in the kitchen sink, and I began the tour. As we walked from room to room. I mentioned that I'd repaired all the walls, filled holes, and replaced sheetrock. I painted everything off-white, not knowing at the time what Val had planned for the place.

As we toured, Malea commented on the colors she thought would be nice in each bedroom and the bath. The girls liked her ideas and offered suggestions. I stood back and watched, not wanting to interrupt and sound stupid with my mediocre ideas. I was used to a drab environment, and their ideas were far from drab.

When we reached the main bedroom, the new shower was the centerpiece. Malea explained what was going to happen, and the girls loved it. Colleen looked at it the longest, and when Elise asked what she was doing, Colleen replied that she was trying to figure out how many people would fit in it. Malea replied that at least three, maybe four, would fit in it, but it would be crowded.

At that point, they all got silent, nodding their heads. Malea was smiling and maybe having the same thoughts I was. Elise blushed, while Jasmine had a smirk. Colleen didn't show any reaction one way or another. I wasn't going to ask, but my mind was racing, picturing so many combinations of the four ladies in front of me in the shower. I almost got a hard-on picturing the possibilities.

Finally, the conversation and tour ran their course, and the girls left. Before they left, I mentioned to Jasmine and her friends that they were welcome any time and that I'd see them at the track. Malea told them if they were serious, she had other properties besides this one for rent. She stuck around because we needed to talk about the shower remodel in detail.

The first thing Malea said after I shut the front door was, “I saw the look on your face when Colleen asked about the shower, naughty boy.”

I blushed, replying, “You looked like you were having thoughts too.”

She blushed, "Well, I thought it would be cozier with just two. But three could be fun, too. Four would be too many, in my opinion."

I smiled, "Now, who's being naughty, Malea?"

She laughed, “I have my moments. So, about the shower...”

We talked about construction after that. I didn't want to get too personal since I didn't know Malea that well. I liked the way she was thinking. To my surprise and delight, as she was leaving, Malea asked if I'd like to have dinner with her sometime.

I told her I'd love to. She smiled and said she'd text me. I told her I was looking forward to it.

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