You can guess how that ended up.I found myself bothering Sharon as she was trying to get her work done. She shooed me away, telling me to go for a swi...m to take my mind off the coming event. I went to the bedroom and stripped. Yeah, that didn’t take long. At the pool level, I had only my goggles in my hand, taking a towel from the cabinet and placing it on a nearby chair. I put the goggles on, reset the clock, punched the start button, and dove into the water.When I reached the far side of the. They were a lot more experienced than my freshmen classmates, also bigger. Some of them held my aggressive play in our game the previous Friday against me. Ellis, in particular, goaded me with demeaning remarks, saying that if I got into the game the Sinclair players wouldn't put up with my style of play like he had done. By Wednesday it had been made clear to me that I would not be playing much, if at all. The coaches let me serve as protection for the ball carrier on punt returns, but that. I open my eyes, stare at the dangling lampshade and blow at the strand of hair that invades my mouth. It drifts upward, pauses and feathers down to the same place. I let it rest, I’ve greater problems than a lock of hair.The hair’s owner slides her arm across my bare chest, edges close and giggles in my ear. “Morning, pet.”Pet? Urgh! Her voice is soft and sensual, but I’m tetchy and the word rankles.“Morning!”She palms my face around and fixes a delicate hello kiss on my lips. “You were. I was coming in from a workout and noticedshe had dropped a piece of clothing on the bottom levelof stairs. I hurriedly ran to help her, by calling outthat she had dropped something. I said I would grab itand take it up to her.When I grabbed the piece of laundry, I realized it wasa tiny, black, silk thong! I got an immediate hard-on!I could hardly make it up the stairs because my dick wasso hard holding this gorgeous creature’s underwear. WhenI got to the top of the stairs, Kristen.