"Necessity is the mother of invention." -- Plato
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My friend Jason had recently moved into a local college outside of the city to start on his bachelor's degree, and took up residence in one of the local dorms. It was your standard suite: one main lounge off the hallway, with two bedrooms branching off the lounge, as well as a bathroom for the four occupants of this setup.
Jason's three roommates were gone for the weekend, and he had invited me to come hang out with him on a Saturday night. I had nothing going on, so I made the half-hour drive to see him, figuring it'd be a night of drinking beers and watching television.
I showed up at the dorm to find Jason there with his girlfriend Cassie, and her friend Lisa. Jason and Cassie were already laying together on his bed in the bedroom, watching a movie, while Lisa sat on the other bed.
"Hey, man!" Jason greeted me as I came in, and fished a beer out of the small fridge in his room. "What's happening?"
"Nada," I said, "Made it out here in no time at all." I gave a hug to Cassie, and sat next to Lisa on the bed. Cassie made the introductions, and for the next hour or so, we basically all hung out and talked, drank, the usual crap.
During this time, it started to become a little obvious that Lisa was interested. Slight shifts towards me, occasional quick hands on my arm or leg during conversation, that sort of thing. I considered the possibility of what could happen further on down the road, but blew it off.
Lisa was a short girl -- not big all over, really, but big in the chest and hips. She had a pretty face framed by brown hair, and was definitely flirty. I certainly didn't mind her being precocious with me.
The evening came to a point where Jason and Cassie were laying down next to each other on the bed, with Cassie's small frame draped halfway across Jason, and I opted to make an exit to the lounge by "going out for a smoke." Lisa decided to join me, and we left the room. I shut the door behind me, figuring that would probably be the best course of action.
Lisa and I sat in the lounge with the lights off, illuminated by the few streetlights that stood along the street near the dorm. She smoked her cigarette near the window, the cherry brightening every so often as she took a drag. The more I watched her silhouette as we talked and smoked, the more I got to thinking that a fuck would be a nice addition to the evening. With Jason and his girlfriend in the other room, however, I didn't see that happening.
Lisa pitched her cigarette out the window and sat down next to me on the couch. I smiled at her. "They're probably going to be in there for a little while."
"Probably," she said, and we both began to kiss each other. Long, open-mouthed making out, I bit her neck and squeezed those huge beautiful tits of hers. This was fun, really; it was nice to get involved in something like this where we could both just get out whatever we'd been storing up, without future repercussions.
