Years ago, hell a life time ago, I was in college at a small school, and there was a group of us that became friends and we would play cards together, usually Spades or Uno, in the common area of the dorms. My friend Cheryl would often play and sometimes her roommate Sue would come, but Sue was not a regular. As mixed groups sometimes go, there were hookups within the crew. However, Cheryl had a boyfriend back at home and my girlfriend was at another school so we platonically hung out together, talked on the phone from time to time, and because we clicked so well, we usually partnered up as a team when the game was Spades.
As our friendship grew, Cheryl and I eventually talked a lot about our loves and the intimate acts we missed with them. I remember trying not to get hard as she blushed and smiled while she shared with me the tale about her older boyfriend back home fucking her slowly by candlelight in the bath tub, the water splashing in rhythm with his thrusts. She related how his cock had glistened in the candlelight and how hot his tattoos looked as she sucked him off, how she pulled down his uncut foreskin and assaulted the super sensitive pink head of his tool with her tongue until he screamed as he came.