So, my girlfriend was out of town. In fact she was out of the entire country. She had been gone six weeks at the time and wasn’t going to be back for another six. She had been accepted for an Erasmus term which meant she got to spend twelve weeks studying in Italy. I was delighted for her. The only issue I had with the plan was that it meant there would be no sex for almost three months. I tried to keep busy so my mind would be occupied and I had been ‘sorting myself out’ but the longer time went on the more difficult it got and things that would make me horny seemed to be seeking me out.
A couple of the lads had arrived back in town. We had planned our holidays so that we could have the time off together to catch up. Since college finished last year we had been growing steadily apart so when we had an opportunity to get together we went all out. We met back in our local and sat in our usual spot. The conversation of turned from work to sport to absent friends and family to women and memories from school. The lights flashed and before we knew it last call was to be ordered. We all decided that the night was still young so we moved on to a club. It was a student night which meant the place was crawling with people but after a few years going through those doors we had gotten to know the door man who just waved us through.