Wow, four years makes a big difference in my mind. She is twenty-five compared to my twenty-one. Thoughts of, 'What can she see in me?' float through ...my head. Talk about lack of self esteem.Flush with a couple of paychecks in the bank, I finally build up the spine to ask her out. Classic dinner and a movie. Yup, formal date.We are both working, plus she is going to school full time so the big event is scheduled for Saturday.I pick her up in my vintage Cadillac DeVille. We toke on a joint on our. There was no waking him. I slid my shorts off and laid in bed, as I began to rub my clit I remembered Patrick telling me one day, "No matter what I'm doing, I will always make sure that sweet pussy of mine is taken care of when ever you need it." I cuddled closer to Patrick and took his hand in mine and continued to rub my clit. I stuck one of his fingers inside me. It felt so good. Was it because I secretly wanted him to stay asleep so I could use him as my sex toy? Or was it the excitement. At the booth, Charlene climbed in on all fours, enticingly crawling her way back to the center of the booth, encouraging Tommy’s eyes to feast on her nearly exposed breasts.Tommy licked his lips. “And I thought the dancing was hot, Blake’s hands under your dress doing god knows what, but I had no idea you had your clothes half off too.”“Clothes half off?” Blake repeated as he took his place on Charlene’s other side. “I miss something?”Charlene made a quarter turn toward Blake and bent forward. Curious of course, and not thinking, since I was asleep. I go the window and peer through the blinds.Lexi's window is open. Her blinds are down, but the slats are turned so as they are open. Open enough to see by the blue glow of a lava lamp in her room, lexi and some teen guy are having sex on her bed. Doggie style. And she's being loud. Clearly enjoying it.I immediately know I need to close the blinds and go away.I also immediately have a hard-on. (A guilty hard-on. Who wouldn't in this.