“I am." She whispered in reply to his unspoken protest.

“I want to make love to you right here Jamie, right here on this chair." The sultry woman leaned back a little and used her arms to squeeze the deep curves of her breasts together. In the process she moved her hips in a way that was outright whorish and Licked her Lips like she was ready to eat

Jamie all up.

“I can't though. It's not the right time and you've got a little growing up to do first." He wasn't quite sure what ‘growing up‘ meant but he guessed it involved his ever growing erection. Her smile was affectionate and she lifted her hand to caress his cheek. "You need a shower." She slipped off of Jamie who immediately jumped up which hurt a Little given how much his cock was straining against his pants.

“S-sure I'll be right back!" Jamie said before turning to run to the stairs. The Little bottle was now long forgotten as he went to shower for the sultry woman before him.

“I'm in room twelve!" She shouted after him with an impish little giggle. Jamie was already half way up the stairs. Tonight was the night! He was going to lose his virginity to this sex siren. He was a king. He was superman. He was a fucking god.

He showered in his room quickly and it didn't take long for him to spray on some deodorant before pulling on some fresh pants.

“Where I'm going I won't need pants!" Jamie thought to himself with a smile.

Stumbling toward the hallway, he pulled up his fresh jeans. Shirts and underwear be damned. As he hurried past each room he looked at their door numbers. Rooms eight, nine, ten and eleven all hurtled by in a blur until he was outside room twelve. Taking a moment outside to check his breath and straighten out his wet hair he slipped inside.

Sure enough the door was open and the room was dark save for a dimly lit Lamp. He immediately saw the bed and heard the shower going in the bathroom. Apparently Allison had decided to freshen up for him too.

Wasting no time Jamie shed his pants and slipped under the covers to wait for her to get out. His penis was hardening just thinking about her showering; all that glistening water pouring over her unbelievable body. Then a thought occurred to him. Or rather a thought hit him hard enough to make him tense up with nerves.

He wasn't going to Last two minutes.

Sex with that woman would likely make the most seasoned veteran of bedroom frolics have to take a cold shower beforehand to last any decent Length of time. Now here he was a virgin and basically ready to mess up her sheets if she gave him a look that even faintly suggested she wanted to screw him. This was not going to end well. Jamie seemed to have this dawning realization at the most horrid of times.

Fortunately for him Allison happened to be a very understanding lover.

She also knew enough about virgins to know that it helped to finish up the first time quick with a nice tease and a few strokes. Only then could you get down to the serious business of getting the guy up for his second wind and have a good time yourself.

Unfortunately for Jamie though it wasn't Allison that emerged from the bathroom but his professor's teaching assistant. She was called Sonya

Vickers and she was a twenty eight year old single mother of two. He'd talked to her in seminars and she'd seemed quite strict although she never crossed the line into bitch territory. She walked into the room drying her hair and turned her back to the bed in order to sit down.

Since she'd not seen Jamie he was faced with a choice of making his presence known or trying to hide under the bed. The poor boy was far too mortified to do either right then. It turned out either way that he was too Late as Sonya noticed him in the mirror. She Looked over to him with a yelp of surprise.

“Jamie, what the hell are you doing here!?" She pulled the towel she had wrapped around herself more securely into place.

“Are you drunk?"