I hoped I would hear from Lynn before time to leave, but that did not happen. I dressed in another of my young and hip outfits and made my way to the fraternity house. It was surprising how many guys who previously didn't have the time of day for me were suddenly my buddies. They all eventually asked about Elaine and I found it easiest just to lie to them and say she had to work. The 'where did you find that babe?' question required more elaborate lies. I eventually escaped and made my way downstairs where the jukebox was playing but no one was dancing. I poured myself a glass of beer and started to make the rounds. For me supposed to be 'the guy in the spotlight', the female population was still not lining up to meet me. Janet walked by and gave me the finger while Betty seemed eager to chat but not at the cost of Janet's wrath. I did get a few glances and greetings from girls who couldn't have picked me out of a police line-up last week. Maybe that was progress.

By 10:00 and four glasses later, the buzz was beginning to start. The dancing was on and I actually had a couple girls enthusiastically chat with me. I was just about to ask one for her phone number when a familiar face caught my eye. As soon as I could break away, I walked over to Lynn.

"I'm glad you decided to come."

"I wasn't going to come. I sat in my room debating and finally decided it was stupid to sit there alone. Look, can we go someplace to talk?" She acted quite agitated.

"Of course. Across the street at the park?"

"Fine."

We put our drinks down and headed for the stairs. Actually it was nice to escape the loud music for the quieter first floor. We both put on jackets against the evening's chill and walked across the street to the same bench of the same gazebo.

I sat quietly, waiting for her to start. It wasn't long.

"Do you know what's so completely screwed up?"

"No, tell me."

"When we first got involved, it was me who insisted on, no broken hearts, no drama. Yet here we are, asshole deep in drama, because I can't get past you taking some babe to a party. It was a big kick in the ego that you didn't care enough to tell me about her. When I thought about it, I couldn't believe I felt so deeply hurt after we had our talk about no claims on each other. You know, sometimes it's not easy being a girl." Her voice began to choke up.

"Lynn, I didn't know Elaine wanted to go until Saturday afternoon, too late to call you. Afterward I stupidly thought you wouldn't hear about it. Hell, two weeks ago I could have cut my head off with a power saw in the middle of the dance floor and nobody would have cared."

"Cutting your head off couldn't attract as much attention as she did."

"Apparently so."

"This woman is married?"

"Yes, so please understand I can't tell you any more about her."

"J.J., this is a really strange situation."

"Why, Lynn? Why is it strange? She's teaching me how to be a good lover, and you may have noticed she's helped me a lot. We are not in love and she has no intention of running off into the sunset with me, even if I did want that."

"I guess I feel like I'm sharing you."

"You are sharing me, just as I'm sharing you. You share me with this university, with the fraternity, with my parents, and I share you with nursing school, and your hospital work, and goodness knows how many other things. If Elaine was teaching a course called 'Better Lover 101' and I signed up for it, would we be having this discussion?"

She sparked at me. "If your lab work shows up in the passion pit in front of my friends, you bet your ass we would."

"So it boils down to you feeling embarrassed because you learned about Elaine from your friends instead of from me."

She was still very emotional and she thought before she answered. "Yes, that was unfair. I don't really care that you're fucking her. I just resent you trotting her out in front of my friends."

"That's fair enough, and I am very sorry for having embarrassed you." I took her hand. "I will never take Elaine to the fraternity house again."

She gripped my hand and began to smile. "Thank you."

"Do you feel like dancing?"

"Hell yeah, and I'm three drinks behind."

We stood and walked toward the fraternity house. Just before we entered the front door she stopped. "Does she really drive a Corvette?"

"A blue convertible."

She shook her head and we walked inside.

I had learned the value of pacing my drinking, but Lynn was hell-bent on catching up to me. As the hours wore on, she left me behind in the drinking competition. The result was, by the end of the evening, I found myself walking an unstable Lynn back to her dorm. When we reached the 'dividing point' between her dorm and my place, we stopped.

"Do you have to go back to your dorm?"

"I only signed out until 2:00."

"Do you want to come up to my place."

Her words were slurred and sappy. "I want you to eat me ... and I'll suck your cock ... and we'll sleep till morning."

"That's very nice, but you're only signed out until 2:00."

"Screw 'em, I don't care. It's none of their goddamned business where I sleep."

"Lynn, can we call and change your sign out."

"Screw 'em, I said screw 'em."

"Lynn, we have to either get you back to the dorm or call them."

"I want to sleep with you ... and suck your cock."

"Look, we'll go to my place and call. If they won't change your sign out, we'll have to take you back to the dorm."

"Screw 'em, I'm sleeping with you."

After some extended conversation and a chat with a pissed off Resident Assistant from Lynn's floor, we were able to get her sign out changed to all night. I had to present myself as Lynn's embarrassed brother, explaining to the R.A. she was too drunk to get back, and I had to leave my telephone number. By the time all the bureaucratic changes were completed, Lynn lay passed out on the bed. I undressed her to the degree I could and put the plastic bucket, usually reserved for me, on the floor beside the bed.

By morning Lynn had largely recovered save for some dry mouth and a little fuzzy-headed feeling. After a trip to the bathroom, she was back to being Lynn. It was an ideal time to show her what Elaine called 'lazy sex'. Elaine's Sunday morning position worked perfectly on a lazy Saturday morning. What started as two people sleeping while joined slowly transitioned into a feverish squirming match with both of us attempting to put as much of me as possible into her. The hour-long effort left her with the fruit of my loins sprayed onto her belly and both of us ready for more sleep. So much so we were pushed to get her back to the dorm by 1:00.

As had become our custom, on Sunday I met Lynn at her dorm for an early dinner. Afterward, as we walked back to my place, she was quiet.

"Are you all right?"

"Yes, why?"

"You seem so quiet."

She smiled, "Sorry, it was unusually slow at the hospital. The time just crawled along."

"Then I'll have to see if I can make this afternoon more interesting."

"You do have a way of doing that."

I lit the candles while she unceremoniously undressed and stretched out on the bed. I knew what she wanted and headed straight for the lotion.

"I want you to pamper me. I want you to treat me like a queen and rub me till I purr like a cat."

"I can do that." I enjoyed massaging Lynn as much as I did Elaine. She appeared so relaxed and comfortable with me as I worked my fingers into her muscles. My hands seemed to glide over her smooth skin.

I took my time with her, spending extra time on her feet and with her butt. She squirmed beneath me while I dragged my fingernails up her inner thighs. The feel of a slippery finger between her butt cheeks brought a gasp and she stiffened, but offered no resistance. When finally I finished, I stretched out over her and worked my stiff cock slowly through her ass. She purred as she pushed her hips up against me. I had to fight the desire to simply plunge into her.

She begrudgingly rolled over offering me new flesh to rub. Her eyes closed and her breathing increased as I massaged her breasts and pinched her hard nipples. I was greatly tempted to rub my cock between her breasts. Instead, I continued down her body and, eventually, up her legs. When I started to tease between her legs, she opened them widely.

"I want you to lick me, like you did the first time we were together, but do it slowly. All I could think about at work today was your tongue. I sat there with soaking wet panties wanting to run off to the rest room, but I knew we'd be together today. So give me your best, baby, give me something to remember." She lay back and pulled her knees up offering me a wide-open playground.

What followed was almost a half hour of teasing, finger play, and tongue exploration. Before I brought her to climax, her hips were thrashing and she begged me for release. With two active fingers inside her, a combination of tongue drag and flicking sent her hips rocketing into the air before they started a series of twisting thrusts accompanied by squealing cries. She pushed my head aside as her knees clamped shut and she twisted into a fetal position. I slid in behind her and wrapped my arm around her waist while she lay shivering. It was several minutes before she stretched out and turned toward me. Her sweaty hair ringed her flushed face.

"I better be careful what I wish for ... wow. I feel like a bomb went off inside me."

"You were beautiful." I kissed her as she cuddled against me.

What a wonderful experience it was for me to be able to give Lynn such a powerful orgasm. I felt proud of my ability and grateful to Elaine for teaching me.

"I brought something for you. Can you reach my purse?"

I took her purse from the nightstand and handed it to her. She dug around briefly before pulling out a plastic bag.

"I got these from the student health service." She handed me the bag. Inside were six individually wrapped condoms. "Have you ever used a condom before?"

"Yes."

"Do you mind?"

"Well, I kinda' liked putting it in..."

"Don't even think it. That does not happen again."

"Yes ma'am. No problem."

"Let's see how they fit."

She pushed me on to my back and started kissing her way down my body. She paused to kiss and suck on my nipples. When her teeth began to nip at me, I felt a strange tingle between my legs. No one had ever done that to me and it was very exciting. Her hand continued downward until it found my cock. While her hand gently stroked me, her lips continued downward leaving a trail of tender kisses behind. By the time her tongue teased the head of my cock, I was already swollen and hard. Her hand grasped and massaged my balls while her lips slid slowly up and down on me. Soon my hips were thrusting to relish the warm wetness of her mouth. I was fighting for control by the time she stopped and smiled at me.

"My God, are you good at that?"

"Practice, practice, practice." She turned away from me and took a condom from the bag. Tearing it open, she placed it on the head of my cock and used both hands to roll it down. It looked odd to see my cock encased in latex with the funny little reservoir at the top.

She smiled at me. "Look at this guy all wrapped up. Now, let's see how it feels." She kicked her leg over me and slowly lowered herself onto me. Her mouth fell into an 'O'. "There, that's not so bad, is it?" I had to admit, I could feel very little difference.

She stretched out on top of me and I held her tightly while my hips slammed upward. I could hear her soft moans with each thrust. I was surprised when she sprang back up. Her hips continued to swivel and rotate.

"This is nice, really nice, and we get to share." Her face turned to the ceiling while her hips continued. She started rolling her hips forward and lifting up, having the effect of pulling and dragging against my cock. The sensation was intense and she noticed my reaction.

"You like that huh? I can work your cock and make it feel good. Yeah, baby. You like that? You like that?" She smiled as her hips pulled on me and slid against me at different angles. She stretched out again with her hands on my shoulders and began to frantically pump her hips down onto mine. Her actions seemed to backfire because now it was her eyes that were closed and her mouth hung open. Her hips slowed but continued at a steady pace. Soon the expression on her face began to change and her head twisted to the side. Small cries began to escape from her lips as she seemed to drift away. Her hips began a series of rapid back and forth movements followed by slower, catching motions. I began to move with her and her cries came closer together. After several hard thrusts she froze and a cry came from her just before her hips moved again and shudders reverberated through her body. Again and again she shook and cried out until, with one great gasp, she collapsed onto me.

I lay quietly stroking her hair while she panted into my ear. She pushed herself up again enough to look at my face.

"That wasn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to make you cum."

"Best laid plans."

"Cum inside me. I want to feel you cum in me." She laughed. "It feels funny to say that."

"Then just follow my lead." I began to thrust slowly and deeply up into her. Her hips started to work with me, slowly and steadily. It was not long before the tightening started between my legs. As I moved faster, she moved with me.

"Oh yes. Oh God, Lynn, I'm gonna' cum."

Her hips moved faster. "Give it to me, baby. Give me all of it."

I lifted her from the bed when my flow started. Her hips continued to work me as if extracting my seed. Somewhere in the back of my head I wondered if that condom could hold all that I was releasing.

The condom was successful. While I was still spent, Lynn playfully stretched out beside me and began to examine my cock. As I softened, she slid the condom off me, trying hard not to spill its contents onto the bed covers. She held it up like a trophy.

"Wow look at all that stuff in there. Do you know what I'd like to do?"

I was still too fuzzy headed for a cute reply. "No, what?"

"I'd like to take this back to the dorm and pin it to the cork board in my room for my roommate and her friends to see. That ought to shut them up from talking about your babe in tight clothes."

"They're gonna talk Lynn. The subject will just change to how slutty you are."

"At least they'll know I'm gettin' some and they aren't."

I smiled up at her. "I can fix that, just give them my number."

I had never before been beaten with a used condom, yet another first.