She gave me an enthusiastic smile and squeezed me. As I squeezed her back, she moved her hand down onto my ass and patted it. Jokingly, I did the same... to her and said good job. Sharon's eye's got big and her smile got bigger. Then she said,"You know what we should do?" She began answering before I could even respond. "I'm attracted to you ****(she said my name) and I know you're attracted to me. ....We should have sex!" Now my eyes got big and I was smiling. Sure we had joked if we were single. . and my throat. It continued to send a thrill straight through me.I had been back to my usual schedule at the gym and had seen no sign of the mystery man who I'd had such intimate contact with. It almost seemed like a dream. Tonight I wasn't much later than normal, but I got a little lost in my latest book and was on the bike longer than I planned. By the time I got done with my sit-ups and such it was getting near closing time.I grabbed a quick shower, threw my sweats back on and headed for. ..and how we fell in love and had amazing sex. It was in the Summer. We were having one of our regular sleep overs. And we were at his house. His parents and my mom were alright with that because they didn't think anything would ever happen between us. And honestly? Neither did I. One night, just like countless others, I was asleep in his bed, he always insisted that whenever we had a sleepover, whether at his house or mine, that I'd always get the bed. So there I was, fast asleep, dreaming. Nothing was said, but I took comfort in their intimate actions.Thursday, we did our university routine in the morning and then headed home. There was some generic conversation in the car about the date the night before. Did it go well? Yes. Did you like the guys? Yes. Was dinner good? Great, we should go there sometime. I didn’t push for any more details or emotions associated with the event. If the girls wanted to share, that would be up to them. Friday, we had a normal workday at Robotix.Ash.