I worked my ass off in college – there were no frat parties, no orgies, no drugs. I went without sex my last semester, focused on working and graduating early. And then… finals were over and I had to find somewhere to let out all that steam. My best friend and her boyfriend went out celebrating with his roommates and I invited myself along. They were mostly nice boys but I quickly figured out who the dirty one was.
A few drinks later, we were making out in the back of a cab on the way to my dorm, his hands all over my tits and my hand stroking his hard dick over his pants. I didn’t really know his name and I did not give a fuck. I just needed someone to lie still on my bed for an hour or two so I could grind out as many orgasms as I could.
When we arrived, I opened the cab door and stumbled out laughing, pulling my dress back up over my shoulder. The old, protective security guard who I worked with every day at the front desk was on duty. He was concerned that I was too drunk to bring a stranger into my room. I put on my best sober face and asked nicely to let my friend in.