Finally, I was starting my sophomore year of college. After a long and boring summer earning money I was ready to be back at school (not the actual school, but being near campus) and having fun. I moved into a house with my friend Eric and another of his friends, Jason, who I had met once or twice before, but never really talked to. I found out three things within the first week of living with the guy. First, Jason was a jackass. He had a perfect physique and he knew it. His parents also had quite a bit of money adding to his looks a new car and anything else he wanted. He thought he was the greatest thing on the planet and that all people should worship him. I am exaggerating a little on that part, but you get the picture. He was not fun to live with. The second thing I learned was that Jason had a very hot girlfriend named Molly who any guy would love to get in the sack. Molly was about 5'7" tall with blonde hair and green eyes. She was slim and had small C cup sized breasts. Needless to say, she was drop dead gorgeous. The third thing I learned was that Jason treated Molly like dirt, and she was getting fed up with it.
After about six weeks I got to know Molly well and established myself as a shoulder to cry on if she ever needed one. I learned more than I ever needed or wanted to know about Molly and Jason's relationship, but she was a good friend.
One night I heard Jason and Molly fighting in the living room. I was in my room trying to sleep since it was about 4 am. I heard Jason get pissed and walk out of the house slamming the door behind him. A few minutes later I heard a knock on the door to my bedroom. I got up and opened the door. Molly looked as if she were about to burst into tears, but I also noticed she was wearing a very tight short red dress that accented all her features.
"Could you take me home? Jason drove me here and I have no way to get back." She asked feebly.
"Yeah sure. Give me a second to get dressed and get some shoes on." I said trying not to stare at her as I said it.
After getting dressed I took her back to her apartment and dropped her off. Since it wasn't the best neighborhood that she lived in I walked her up to her apartment. I told her good night and was turning to leave when she asked, "Would you mind coming in? I really don't want to be alone right now."
"Sure no problem at all" I said being courteous.
When inside we sat on the couch and talked about what had happened earlier as I tried to keep my eyes from roaming down to her skirt which had ridden up when she sat down. As she talked she seemed to get more and more confident and less sulky. By the time we stopped talking it was about 6 am and I was as horny as I had ever been.
