After Jasmine left, I made dinner and did some reading online about Eurydice while I ate. It really did sound interesting. But the important part was that it was a date with Jasmine.

The next morning, I stopped by Jen's office. She wasn't in, so I left a message with my number. During the day, several people I didn't know stopped me and told me thanks for helping Kyle. I didn't realize people knew who I was, and word about his injury got around that fast.

Around lunch, Jen texted me to let me know she'd be in her office the rest of the day. I texted back that I'd stop by to chat. Her door was open when I arrived. Jen was talking to a student. She looked up, and I nodded, then sat outside her door a bit further down the hall to wait. About five minutes later, their meeting was over. I walked back to her office, and Jen invited me in.

We talked for about half an hour. She mentioned Kyle was out of the emergency room and recovering in his apartment. She thanked me once again for helping out before she explained the opportunities available to me on the responder team and the track team. There wasn't any scholarship money, and I'd need some certifications for the med team. If I agreed, she'd set up an interview and test with the right people.

I told her I'd like that, and then we moved on to the team's needs. With Kyle unavailable, they didn't have anyone to run the steeple chase or the four hundred meter. He was also on the four-by-eight-hundred-meter relay team. I had my work cut out for me. I told Jen I'd do both jobs as best I could. She appreciated that and would introduce me to the relay team so we could start working together.

I'd also have to practice with the team during the week and some weekends. I asked about time away from class, and she replied that my professors would be made aware, that they would work around my schedule, and that there were no free rides.

I thanked her and said I wasn't expecting any. Jen smiled and continued her spiel for another few minutes, then asked if I had any questions. I told her I probably did, but not at the moment. She smiled and thanked me for helping out the university. I just said you're welcome, thanked her for the opportunity, and said goodbye.

On my way home, Jasmine texted me to ask how my meeting with Jen went. I replied I was now one of her teammates and added a smiling emoji. I got the same back and a heart. Then she asked what I was doing for dinner and if I would like to have dinner with her and Colleen at their place. I texted back that I'd love to and asked what time. Jasmine replied around six and that they were making tacos. I sent back smiling emojis and 'YUM.' Jasmine sent back laughing emojis, and that was that.

Dinner with Jasmine and Colleen was great. They had chicken and shredded beef, along with all sorts of things to add to build the perfect taco. Luckily, they had plenty of tortillas because I had six. They weren't surprised that I ate that many, which was a relief to me.

We talked about Kyle, the track team, my conversation with Jen, and a few other topics. It was nice to sit and relax with two pretty women.

I left around eight after helping with the dishes. The walk home was nice; the moon was full, and the sky was clear. I debated sitting in the hot tub but decided just to call it a night after reading.

The next morning, on my way to class, I thought about last night's dinner and how nice it was. If I were to get any roommates, I would hope they would be like Jasmine and Colleen. I've lived with guys long enough to know I don't want them as roommates. A platonic roommate situation with two girls would be fine, but I'm happy to be on my own for now.

Just after lunch, Malea texted me asking if we could get together this weekend. I texted back that I had a date on Friday night. She texted back with a smiley and 'next weekend?'

I texted, 'I would keep it open, but I'm on the track team now, and I'm not sure about my schedule.'

That got 'Congratulations! Let me know. I'll come to watch you run or whatever.'

I sent back smiling emojis and 'Okay, thank you.'

That evening at home, I called Mom and Dad and told them what happened and that I was on the track team. They loved it and wanted to know when my first meet was. I told them I didn't know, but I would be sure they knew so they could watch. We talked for about an hour, then Mom said she was tired, and I let them go.

Friday night, I picked up Jasmine and drove to campus for the play. It was cold and windy, and rain was in the forecast. I dressed in jeans, hiking boots, and a tee covered with a flannel shirt, knowing that we'd be inside with a bunch of people and I'd probably get too hot. I felt underdressed for the cold, but I was comfortable. When I first saw Jasmine at her front door, I thought she was overdressed, but I didn't say anything. She had on one of those puffy jackets, boots, a knit cap, scarf, gloves, and black leather pants. I don't know if she thought it would snow or what.

When we arrived at the theater, most of those cold-weather clothes stayed in the car. She'd peeled down to a form-fitting v-neck sweater. God, she looked good. Jasmine doesn't have big boobs, but from what I could see of her cleavage, there was plenty there to love. When she finished disrobing and shut the car door, she turned to face me.

I stood there stunned and said, "You look amazing, Jasmine. All I ever see you in is your track stuff. You're certainly going to turn heads tonight. Here I am dressed like a lumberjack."

Jasmine smiled, "Thank you, Andy. I think you look fine. It's nice that you noticed. Yours was the only head I wanted to turn tonight."

I blushed, “Mission accomplished, shall we go?”

I reached for her hand, and she slipped hers in mine to walk into the theater. When we entered, heads did turn. I didn't know if it was because we were dressed like the odd couple or everyone's eyes were on her. I didn't care because she was with me.

We had decent seats, and the play was good. We held hands through most of it, or Jasmine would slip her arm in mine. There wasn't much conversation between us because we were paying attention to the play. During intermission, we talked about the characters and what they were going through. I'd never read any Greek mythology, but I planned on doing some in the future.

After the play, Jasmine and I headed to a little diner she knew about. We sat at a small table near the back, sipping coffee and discussing the play. I told her I really enjoyed it and thanked her for suggesting it. Our conversation centered around Greek plays and how they have influenced generations. It was so different for me to talk like this to someone. Most of my conversations with other people are just idle chit-chat or about school.

I realized right there that I needed to be more outgoing. I'd thought about it occasionally, but being with Jasmine convinced me I needed to take action and not just think about it. When we finished our drinks, we headed out to my car and home. When we pulled into her driveway, she had a curious look on her face.

Jasmine turned to look at me and said, "Didn't you have a good time, Andy?"

I looked puzzled, "Yes, I had a great time. Why?"

She reached over the truck's console to place her hand on my cheek. We looked into each other's eyes as she said, "I was hoping we could make it fantastic, not just great. Why don't we go to your place and see if we can make that happen? Unless you don't want to."

I was floored, “I'd love to. I just assumed.”

Jasmine laughed, "Silly, you know the answer to that. But, as long as we're here, let me get my toothbrush."

I smiled as she leaned over the console to kiss me. The kiss was long and sweet, and it promised a very long, delicious night ahead.

After her lips left mine, I replied, “Of course, take your time. I'm happy to wait.”

Jasmine grinned, “I figured as much. Back in sec, Andy.”

Sitting in my car waiting for Jasmine seemed like an eternity. Finally, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the front door open. Jasmine bounded out, and waiting in the doorway stood Colleen. She was smiling and waving at me as Jasmine returned and slipped into the passenger seat. When Jasmine returned, she was holding a small overnight bag and smiling. I commented that it hadn't taken her long. Jasmine grinned as she buckled her seatbelt, telling me it was already packed.

Looking past Jasmine, I could see Colleen waving goodbye still in the doorway. We both waved back at her as she blew us a kiss. Jasmine mentioned Colleen encouraged her, but Jasmine wasn't quite sure how the date would go. She figured it would be good, but you never know.

Jasmine didn't want to bring it up and get my hopes up, but after our talks, she'd made up her mind this was how she wanted the night to end. I was speechless, but I said I thought about asking her but didn't want to seem too aggressive. Jasmine laughed and told me I was anything but aggressive, and she liked me just the way I was.

So, off to my house we went, my heart racing from our coffee and the thought of making love to Jasmine. The rain had begun as we drove from Jasmine's to my house. I'd gotten the spare garage door opener back from Val and was parking in the garage. When we pulled in, Jasmine was amazed at all the tools I had. I told her they were my dad's since he didn't need them where they lived. I giggled, and she told me I'd have to build her something. I laughed and said, "Not tonight.

Jasmine giggled, “You're too much, Andy. I like that. Am I going to be your first?”

I quickly interrupted her, “Umm, no. I may be shy, but there have been others.”

Jasmine laughed hard, “I was going to finish, mister man. In your shower.”

I blushed, “Yes, you will be the first to shower with me in my new luxurious shower.”

It was a lie, but Jasmine would never know. Malea has never left anything here for me to worry about, so my secret was safe.

When we got out of the car, Jasmine paused, looking over at me. "Who said I was going to shower with you?"

I shook my head and smiled, "You're such a tease."

Jasmine grinned, “You ain't seen nothin' yet, honey.”

My dick stiffened a bit after she said that. We got everything out of the car and then headed to my room. The coats and Jasmine's other outerwear stayed in the living room. She followed me to the bedroom, went to the bathroom, and closed the door. While she was in the bathroom, I switched off the ceiling light and turned on the one on my nightstand. Quickly, I ran to the shared bathroom to pee so there wouldn't be anything to hold us back when she was ready.

When I returned, Jasmine was still in the bathroom. I wasn't sure how we would start this, so I took off my flannel shirt and tossed it into a corner. My shoes, socks, and pants went next, and then I waited patiently on the side of the bed as Jasmine did whatever she needed to do. My jaw dropped when she opened the door and turned out the bathroom light. Jasmine stood there smiling at me, dressed only in her lime green panties and bra. She looked delicious.

I looked her up and down, then our eyes met, "Damn, Jasmine. When you talk to your parents, thank them for me."

Jasmine laughed, “Thanks, but I don't think they'd appreciate your thoughts, but I do.”

We met in the middle of the room to embrace. Looking into each other's eyes, we tilted our heads and began kissing. Long, saliva-dripping kisses. My hands caressed her back and eventually settled on those firm ass cheeks. Jasmine reciprocated as we kissed, moaning into my mouth.

Jasmine moved her leg between mine. I felt her thigh rubbing against my dick as it slowly began to rise. She must have liked what she felt because her moans increased, as did the passion in her kisses. When I broke our kiss, I led her to my bed and then pulled back the covers.

Jasmine turned her back to me and asked me to remove her bra. The little metal clasp was free with a quick slip of my fingers. Jasmine lowered her arms and let her bra drop down her arms. She looked around, twirled it with her index finger, and then flung it towards my discarded clothes pile. I didn't wait for her to ask me to remove her panties. I slipped my fingers between them and her ass and started lowering them. Jasmine giggled as she swayed back and forth, letting me lower them until they were loose enough to fall on their own.

With that lovely task completed, Jasmine turned to face me. I looked at her and noticed her nipples were pierced. My eyes continued to roam her body until I got to her vagina. It was bare, and I loved how it looked.

My eyes widened as I said, "Mmm, you have gorgeous breasts, Jasmine. The piercings look great, too."

She smiled at me, "Thank you, Andy. You don't think they're too small? My boobs, I mean."

I was puzzled, and it showed, "Too small? You're kidding. I think they're perfect, and I'm going to show you how much I love them. You may even get tired of me worshiping them."

Jasmine bit her lower lip, “I doubt that, Andy. Now it's your turn.”

She reached down into my boxers and began removing them. Our eyes were locked as she inched each side down until they hit the floor near her cute little panties. Then she looked down at my erection and smiled.

Jasmine whispered, “I like what I see down there. I know this may sound strange, but can we shower first? I won't wash my hair, but I want to try that shower with you.”

I smiled, "Sure, we have all night. I'm not used to drinking coffee late in the evening, so I'm a little buzzed."

We went into the bathroom. I asked Jasmine to get a couple more towels from the linen closet while I turned the water on. She opened her little toiletries bag and grabbed some body gel or something, then waited with me as the water slowly came up to a nice warm temperature.

When I figured it was time, I looked at Jasmine and bowed, “Ladies first.”

She winked, "That's a good policy, Andy."

I smiled, thinking I knew exactly what she was referring to.

She stepped next to the stream, not wanting to get her hair wet. I waited for her to make sure the water was a pleasant temperature, and then I followed, easing myself next to her. Jasmine asked about the four heads, one on each opposite wall and the rain shower pair above. I explained that the faucets below the regular heads controlled them. They were separate, and you could vary the water flow and temperature. She thought that was great.

We only had one of the regular heads going, and then Jasmine asked if she could see the rain shower head working. So, I stepped over to the opposite wall and turned it on. She stared at it, and I could see she was having second thoughts about getting her hair wet. I shut it down and told her we could play in it in the morning.

Jasmine replied, "Yes, we will. I didn't want to go to bed with wet hair, so I didn't bring my dryer. You don't have one, do you?"

I moved closer to her and replied, “No, I don't.”

Then Jasmine stepped partially into the stream to get her body wet. I stood off to the side as she turned, then I got in. She uncapped the body gel while out of the stream and began soaping herself down.

I looked at her and said, “I'll do you if you'll do me.”

She looked surprised, "Oh, yeah. I've never showered with a guy before. Yeah, let's do that."

I cupped my hands as I held them out. Jasmine squirted some gel into them and then into her hand. She placed the gel on the small shelf in the shower and then began rubbing the gel on my chest. I started on her breasts, gently soaping them up and playing with her nipples.

Jasmine closed her eyes, pausing her washing of my chest. I continued toying with her nipples, tugging and rolling them in my fingers. After a few minutes, I stopped and wrapped my arms around her to pull her closer to me and out of the water.

I planted kisses on her forehead, then her cheeks, and then on her nose. There were more giggles than moans, so I moved to Jasmine's earlobes, kissing and sucking on them just enough to make her squirm.

Next, her neck was softly kissed and licked as I whispered how gorgeous she was while my fingers traced her spine and played on her back.

I spent quite a long time on Jasmine's neck, making love to it with my lips and tongue. When I started to go lower on her, she suggested I turn the water off. I released her and shut the water down, then returned to flick each nipple with my tongue. I was a little surprised that the soap I licked off didn't taste like soap. So, I continued sucking each breast, moving back and forth between them.

My hands moved to Jasmine's tight ass, cupping both cheeks as I lovingly sucked her. When Jasmine whispered 'lower,' I suggested she sit on the small bench in the corner. She turned and sat down, spreading her legs when she was settled.

I followed her, kneeling in front of her, my hands massaging her thighs as she smiled down at me. I hadn't said anything about her bare pussy until that moment when she asked if I liked it. I told her I'd never been with a woman who was bare, and I thought she looked delicious.

Jasmine grinned, “You say just the right things, Andy.”

I smiled, then bent forward and started kissing those powerful legs. Beginning at her knees, I licked and kissed each leg, switching back and forth as my hands massaged them. It probably wasn't the most comfortable seat, but Jasmine didn't seem to mind as I bathed her inner thighs with my tongue.

As I neared her sweetness, Jasmine placed her hands on my head and started moaning. The closer I got, the more she spread until the tip of my tongue brushed her already moist labia. Her aroma, mixed with the scent of the body gel, filled my senses. I recalled part of that delicious aroma when she came over after the Kyle thing.

Smiling, I slipped my tongue between her sweet lips and began that enjoyable search for her hood and its delicate pearl, her clit.

Jasmine was busy, cooing and moaning as one hand gently pressed my face to her. I looked up and saw her other hand kneading her breast and toying with her nipple. Her eyes were closed, and she had a huge smile on her face.

I did what Val and Malea had taught me, sucking, licking, and taking Jasmine to the edge and back as many times as she could stand. Her clit felt good on the tip of my tongue, and when I focused there, Jasmine would tell me how good it felt.

I knew from experience that resting back against the cold tile wall becomes uncomfortable after a while. So, I intensified my efforts, not wanting Jasmine to have to endure that discomfort. Switching up my lovemaking, I moved to her lower lips, Sucking and pulling them ever so gently. Then back to swirling inside her and finally concentrating on her stiff clitoris.

When Jasmine started bucking my face, I knew she was on the edge. I maintained my lovemaking efforts, and soon, both of her hands pressed my head into her. One last swirl on her clit sent my svelte goddess over the line. Her body shook, but thanks to my grip on her legs, she didn't fall off the tiny seat and onto the hard tile floor.

As Jasmine shook, I eased up just a tiny bit, expecting her legs to clamp down on my head. To my astonishment, it was the opposite. Her legs remained splayed as she convulsed in orgasmic splendor, resting one over my shoulder. Jasmine's fingers sifted through my hair as the vibrations within her began to subside. Her breathing was heavy and echoed in the tile shower. It was music to my ears and when she praised my lovemaking. I was all smiles.

My face from ear to ear was coated in her divine nectar as Jasmine calmed down and told me to kiss her. I went to one knee as she bent forward. She first licked her honey from my face, then moved her lips to mine for a very long, tongue-swirling kiss.

When she left my lips and sat back up, Jasmine cupped my cheeks in her hands and looked into my eyes. Her stare was intense as she told me she wanted me inside her. I grinned and stood, my dick bobbing around, anxious to satisfy my now love for a second time.

Jasmine stood, looking around, trying to figure out how we were going to do it. Then she got an idea, turned to face the wall, and bent over. She spread her legs and looked back at me, smiling.

Her voice took on a sultry tone as she said, “I'm all yours, baby. Fill my sweet pussy, lover.”

It took a couple of moments to get the right height, but I did as requested and eased my swollen dick into her sweet vagina. Once I was in, Jasmine closed her eyes and moaned. I grabbed her hips and began humping away as she purred and told me how good it felt. Her descriptions went from sweet to raunchy in a matter of seconds. I was enjoying her reactions, and her words helped.

My thoughts tried to go to places that would help me last as long as possible. But the way Jasmine was reacting, it was going to be pointless. I loosened my grip by letting go with one hand as I continued pumping away. I wondered how Jasmine would react when I popped her cheek with my free hand, not too hard, just to get a reaction.

It seemed to have a positive effect when Jasmine said, "Oh fuck yes, baby. Swat my tight ass."

So, I did, and it was a little harder than the first time. Jasmine cooed with each swat as I continued making love to her. I'd switch hands intermittently, along with the intensity of the swat. Jasmine was really getting into it as she pushed back against me until we developed a rhythm.

As much as it tried, my poor brain couldn't think of anything better than how my dick felt inside Jasmine. It wasn't long before she found the perfect position for herself and me to get us both off.

A few more swats, and I was a goner. My swollen penis finally had enough and filled Jasmine with it's love. Jasmine's gyrations slowed, as did my thrusts. We reveled in the feelings of our mutual bliss, both panting and smiling.

When I was empty and deflated, I backed up from my lover to rest against the shower wall next to her. Jasmine rose to slip into my arms. She cupped my ass as she whispered, "That was perfect, Andy. I had a feeling it might be, and I'm glad I was right."

I smiled, "You are a goddess, Jasmine. Thank you. I wasn't sure about the spanking thing, and I do love that bare pussy of yours."

Jasmine giggled, “I'm glad you do. You can visit her as often as you want.”

I leaned into my love for another delicious kiss. We stood, making out for another few minutes until Jasmine yawned. We both laughed, then agreed to finish showering and go to bed.

Jasmine's hair survived our shower. It wasn't completely dry, but with some towel work, she got it dry enough to go to bed. We were still basking in that wonderful afterglow as I turned out the nightstand light and then snuggled with Jasmine. It lasted about five minutes until Jasmine whispered she liked it, but she was used to sleeping alone if I didn't mind. I told her I was that way, too, so we moved apart to sleep.

It was close to midnight when I looked at the clock next to the bed. I was still wide awake due to the coffee when I heard Jasmine snoring. I rolled over onto my side to look at her, but the room was too dark, and all I could make out was the silhouette of her head above the sheets. Her snoring wasn't obnoxious. Instead, it was slow and gentle, which I thought meant she was content and tired.

I rolled onto my back and thought about how well we got along and how good it was being with her. Maybe I'd found someone I could have a long relationship with and not have to hide it. I liked Val and Malea, but I didn't see spending. Val had made it clear we didn't have the kind of relationship we were both looking for. It was possible Malea and I could work, but she didn't seem to want anything more than a booty call when she felt like it.

Hopefully, Jasmine would be different, and I crossed my fingers that she would.

A late night and not enough sleep makes for a late morning. I didn't mind being woken by Jasmine, who had silently drawn the covers off us. I must have been sound asleep when I felt something lightly touch my penis. At first, I thought I needed to pee, but as I gained consciousness and opened my eyes, I saw Jasmine teasing me with her fingernails. She was barely touching my dick, tracing it up and down and watching it react.

I said, “Good morning.”

It startled her, but she laughed about it and smiled at me, “Good morning, Andy. I hope you slept well. You were snoring, so I guess you were tired.”

I propped myself up on my elbows and replied, “I did, thanks. I had trouble getting to sleep at first. Darn coffee, but I did sleep really well. How about you?”

She continued teasing my dick and watching it pulsate and slowly grow, “I woke up and wondered where I was. But then I remembered and fell right back to sleep.”

I replied, “Yep, I've done that too many times. Are you having fun?”

Jasmine smiled, "I am. I love your shower, and I like watching you react like this. I told you I was a tease."

I laughed, "Yes, you did. I'm glad you like the shower, and I'm enjoying your teasing."

Jasmine was delighting in teasing my dick and watching it grow. I hoped the teasing would end soon, but I wasn't going to complain. When Jasmine started fingering herself while playing with me, I wondered what she was up to.

She smiled, “Have you ever read the Kama Sutra?”

I replied, “No, I haven't. I assume you have.”

Jasmine giggled, “Some of it. Would you like to try a position?”

I shrugged, hoping we'd start something before I lost my load, “Sure, why not?”

She grinned, “Oh goody, It's called the pretzel dip. I'll lie on my left side, facing you. You straddle my left leg while you stay upright. I'll bend my right knee. Then you slide in, and we'll both rock. But you'll control the depth and tempo. How's that sound?"

I replied, “I don't know how long I'll last since you've been playing with me, but I'll give it a try.”

Jasmine smiled, “I like an open mind and someone willing to try new things. It's really not that hard to do.”

Jasmine let me, and we proceeded to get into position. It took some adjusting, but we finally got it. It wasn't that bad as we looked in each other's eyes. I eased myself into her, and then we began a slow rhythmic motion. Jasmine moved her free arm to steady herself, which made it more comfortable for her. I held her right leg as we continued getting the hang of it. It was actually easy for me to get deep inside her, and Jasmine was loving it. She closed her eyes and began talking about how my dick felt against her clit. Jasmine said she loved this position because it's easier for her to reach a climax.

My hands had nothing to do but hold onto her as I happily humped away. The expressions on her face and all those wonderful dirty words Jasmine was speaking inspired me to push deeper. I wished I could have played with those sweet breasts as we fucked, but they were out of reach.

To keep myself distracted and not cum too soon, I looked up at the ceiling and closed my eyes. I thought about running a four-hundred-meter race, lagging behind, and then catching the leader and winning, to everyone's surprise and my own. After picturing that in my mind, the sensations I was feeling on the head of my dick told me it was time to cum.

I told Jasmine, and she replied, "Oh god, yes, baby. I'm ready!"

I continued thrusting, hoping I wasn't going too hard. Jasmine didn't say anything, and it felt so good that I let loose soon after telling her. I did slow my pace after I was drained to watch Jasmine shudder beneath me. Her reaction this time was a bit different than our first time, and I hoped she wasn't faking, not that I could tell the difference. The bed sheet was soaked with our body fluids, and Jasmine had that dreamy look in her eyes as I gently extracted myself from between her legs.

Jasmine looked up at me as she rolled onto her back, "Move closer so I can clean you up."

I moved next to her so she could lick and play with my dick despite its flaccid condition. When she was finished, I asked if she'd like to shower and have breakfast. Jasmine grinned and said she thought that was a great idea. Off to the shower we went. We didn't actually have sex there again, but we did take a very long time to wash each other off, delighting in our slick, soapy bodies. I let Jasmine wear a pair of my sweats and a tee shirt since she didn't pack any clothes in her little bag.

I fixed breakfast, which wasn't that difficult because Jasmine only wanted coffee, cottage cheese, and fruit, which I had plenty of. We talked about the track team and whether we should tell others we were a 'thing.' I told her they'd probably figure it out anyway, so if the topic came up, why deny it? Jasmine liked that idea, so that was the plan.

I'd never asked her before, but I was wondering how she knew Colleen and Elise. Jasmine said she and Colleen had been BFFs since middle school and teammates in high school. Attending the same college was pure luck because they were both offered partial scholarships. They met Elise at orientation and hit it off with her. So, they found a house to rent together. She mentioned Elise was moving out to live with her boyfriend. Elise felt guilty about leaving so close to the end of the year that she paid her share of the rent until the end of June, which was nice of her.

Jasmine said she didn't know what was going to happen after that, whether she and Colleen would find a new roommate or move someplace else. They were both going to Summer school after the two-week break to get more of their general classes out of the way and hopefully graduate in four years, not the average of five. She also mentioned that Colleen had contacted the lady they met at my house about possible rentals, but nothing had happened yet.

Then she asked why I didn't have any roommates since all the work was done. I told her the truth that I didn't want any at the moment, and, like her, it was a little late in the school year to get any. Jasmine replied, "Oh, okay. That makes sense."

I didn't say anything, but I was thinking about asking them if they wanted to move in with me. It was premature, so I kept my mouth shut.

As Jasmine and I continued our talk, we concluded we were both a little tired. The weather outside was cloudy and a little windy, and Jasmine didn't bring a complete change of clothes. We debated walking to her place to get something else to wear, but in the end, we decided to take a nap instead.

It was basically an opportunity to recharge our body batteries so we could go at it again. So, back to bed we went. However, we didn't go to sleep right away because we had that wonderful stimulant, coffee.

We lay in bed kissing and playing around, talking about what we enjoy doing with a lover. Just as Jasmine was about to suggest something, her phone rang. She knew the ringtone was Colleen, and Colleen knew what we were up to. Jasmine said it had to be important for her to call, so she answered it.

Colleen was frantic, so she told Jasmine they didn't have any hot water and that she needed to shower and do laundry. The landlord wasn't answering his phone, and she was freaking out. She didn't know when Jasmine was coming back, so she took a chance and called. Jasmine calmed her down after asking me if we could check it out. I know a tiny bit about water heaters, having helped my father replace one a year or so ago. I told her it was fine and we could be there in a bit. I asked Jasmine if Colleen smelled gas wherever the water heater was. Jasmine relayed the question, and Colleen said she didn't, so Jasmine hung up, and we dressed. I loaded some tools up, and off we went.

On the way, I remembered how my dad had figured out the problem. However, I asked Jasmine to go online and find some videos we could look at, just in case. When we arrived, Colleen was dressed in shorts and a tank top and looked yummy. Jasmine gave her a 'WTF' look because I don't think they normally keep the house that warm. The heat in the house seemed a bit high, but I didn't ask why. We all headed out to the garage to look at the heater. The pilot light was fine, so I moved the thermostat dial to see if it would fire up, but nothing happened. We looked it up online and came to the conclusion the thermocouple was bad. I shut down the gas to the water heater and then removed the thermocouple. Jasmine took the time to change her clothes and pack a bag for the rest of the weekend at my place. Then, she and I headed to one of the big box stores and found a replacement. On the way, Jasmine thanked me for helping them; I told her she and Colleen were welcome. When we returned, I replaced the thermocouple and fired up the heater, and it worked.

That got me a very nice hug and a kiss on the cheek from Colleen while Jasmine was in the bathroom. With Colleen happy, Jasmine and I returned to my place to drop her things off. Since we were dressed, we decided to walk along the river that cuts through town. There's a nice esplanade that runs for about five miles on both sides of the river. It was a little cool out, but it wasn't raining. We walked, talked, and held hands. We only did half of the esplanade because we were getting hungry and a little horny. On the way back to my place, we grabbed some takeout for lunch and then went home to eat.

After lunch, we went back to bed; well, we did after Jasmine undressed me and gave me a nice slow blowjob. Our undressing started fairly innocently. We weren't rushed undressing each other. That came to a halt when Jasmine decided once we were both naked that she wanted me to cum first. We were kissing just before getting into bed when I felt her hand reach down to caress my dick. It didn't take long with her long fingers and teasing to get him hard. When she'd accomplished that, Jasmine knelt before me and proceeded to engulf my manhood. I spread my legs and placed one hand on her head to keep my balance as she made love to my dick like it was her favorite flavor, popsicle, and she hadn't had it in a very long time. She continued teasing me with her fingers, licking up and down my shaft, kissing it and my balls until I couldn't stand it anymore. I felt my knees begin to weaken just before she took me deep into her mouth. I told her I was going to go, and she made sure she took it all in, swallowing everything I could produce. Then, to top it all off, she licked me clean with a smile on her face.

When she rose, I swept her into my arms and kissed her. Before breaking our embrace, I swatted her tight little ass and told her it was my turn. Jasmine giggled, then left my arms and flopped down on the bed with her legs spread wide. I smiled as I joined her, knowing I was going to take my time and drive her to the edge and back for as long as she could take it.

I started at her ankles and slowly worked my way up each long, lovely leg. I teased her somewhat by skipping her bare vagina, so suck on her pierced navel and play around her tummy with my tongue. I didn't want to tickle her too much, just enough to make her laugh. With that complete, I moved lower and buried my face in her pussy. Jasmine was lost in ecstasy as she coated my face with her honey. I gradually brought her close at least a half dozen times until she begged me to let her cum. It wasn't until I glanced her rosebud with my finger that she told me she needed to cum and asked in a very sweet voice if I would allow it. I mumbled yes, but I don't think she heard it with all her moaning and begging. With the tip of my tongue and my finger teasing her bud, I brought my new love to another climax.

When Jasmine finished her thrashing around, we did the cuddle thing and talked for a little while before taking a nap. The rest of the weekend was a fantasy come true. We made love several more times, each a bit different and each very satisfying for both of us. When I finally took Jasmine home, she mentioned she might take the next day off from school to rest. I laughed and said I was thinking about doing that, too. We kissed goodbye, and I went back home to get some sleep. I went to school the next day, but I wasn't paying as much attention to the lectures as I should have. My thoughts kept flashing back to Jasmine and our lovemaking. Hopefully, no one noticed the bulge in my pants as I sat and listened to my professors, wondering why I was getting a hard-on.