Getting to Know A College Hottie, Part II

Jennifer was the cute ?girl-next-door? type of community college freshman that was an easy head-tuner. Always sporting an oversized t-shirt and gym shorts, she didn?t really stand out, in a crowd, except that she had a brilliant smile and extremely long brown hair.I had met Jennifer by happenstance. She was the daughter of an insurance agent that officed across the hall from me in a small multi-tenant office in our small bedroom community. I casually knew her dad from conversations we shared in the office. I got to know Jennifer in a more personal level, since she and her college-aged girlfriends often hung out on the sidewalk patio at a local eatery, down the street from my office.It was also by pure happenstance that she lived with her mom and dad in an adjoining neighborhood where my wife and lived.I was not looking to have an affair. I really wasn?t. But if I were, Jennifer would have been my prime target. She had model quality good looks and she was easy to engage in a conversation. She was also very flirty and unashamedly not bashful almanbahis when it came to talking about sex.As I walked towards the Wine Bistro down the street from the office, after work, I once again discovered Jennifer and her friends sitting at the same spot where I usually see them. As I approached, they stopped talking.Then I heard one of the girls whisper, ?What do you think???Stop it!? another one said.I looked their way and smiled. Jennifer was seated with her back to me and her feet propped up on a chair.?You ride is here,? one of the girls*teasingly joked while looking at Jennifer.Jennifer looked back over her shoulder at me as I approached. She casually placed her hand into her crotch and held it there.?I?d love to ride it,? she suggestively replied to her two friends.?You go for it!? one of them teased as I stepped up behind the group.?Hello my lovelies,? I said, greeting no one in particular. ?What type of mischievousness are we up to tonight???We?re just taking in the sights,? one of the girls responded.?I see that you are,? I almanbahis yeni giriş replied.?Sit down,? Jennifer suggested.?I think I?m a bit old for your group,? I replied.?No you?re not,? Jennifer replied. ?You?re all good with us.?I took up a seat and we chatted for a bit, mostly about their school work and career choices. I remarked about how hard it must be to be focused on school and not allow guys to steal away their time.?Oh, don?t worry,? one of the girls replied, ?We manage to find time for guys- well, most of us do, we?re not sure about Jennifer.?Jennifer quickly shot back that she had a boyfriend and that she wasn?t ready to divulge who it was because she didn?t want any of her friends to get any wild ideas and try and snatch him from her. Her friends laughed.?Like we would do that,? one of them kidded.?Yes, you would!? Jennifer argued. ?I know you bitches!?It was still a light-hearted conversation and no offense was taken by Jennifer?s name-tagging."We are ladies and we do like big hard dicks,? one of them responded. almanbahis giriş I was not used to hearing such strong language from young girls, but chalked up to the ?new age--say-what-ever-you-want? philosophy as something probably very common among*a group*of close-nit friends.The sexual banter just seemed to naturally flow between the three of them.?If I had a dollar for every hard dick that I have seen,? I?d have my tuition paid for one of the girls declared.?Tell me about it,? another replied. ?I wonder how some guys walk around with a stiffy, twenty-four hours a day.?One of the girls looked my way and asked, ?How do you guys control that thing or can you??I laughed.?It?s hard,? I replied. ?No pun intended.?I looked at my phone and decided it was time to head home. I looked at Jennifer.?Do you want a ride?? I inquired.Before Jennifer could respond, one of her friends, teasingly replied, ?She always wants a ride.??Shut up!? Jennifer responded, before turning and letting me know she?d appreciate a ride home.?How about if I tag along?? one of the girls asked.?I don?t think so,? Jennifer quickly replied, ?besides, you don?t live on the west side.?I had no problem with a tag along, but Jennifer said ?no? and with that, the issue seemed to be settled.We climbed into my SUV.