Let Hager have some time alone with Monica

Xabar is feeling uncharacteristically generous in his post-orgasmic afterglow. On top of that, his brain is already working out options in case he hits the jackpot in Professor Riggins’ office. He puts his arm around Monica, gives her a peck on the cheek, and says, “I’m going to leave you two lovebirds alone.”

“You’re leaving?” asks Monica with a look of anguish. Apparently she has totally forgotten that it was just a few minutes ago that she had doubts about even letting them into her room.

“I have something I need to take care of,” he says, reluctantly pulling himself away from her. “I’ll come back, but Hager will stay and keep you company.”

She looks at Hager, suddenly remembering him, and smiles, leaning against him and rubbing her hands on his chest and thighs.

Xabar catches his friend’s eye and winks before saying, “I’m sure Hager will be good company for you, Monica. His prowess as a lover is legendary. Back home, he’s known as ‘The Jackrabbit.’”

“Really?” she asks, with renewed interest, moving her hands toward Hager’s crotch and stroking his cock, which was already approaching half-staff.

Xabar ignored the look of irritation Hager shot him at the word jackrabbit. He did, indeed, have that nickname for a while, but it had little to do with any ability to fuck like one. It all stemmed from the time Hager made out with Kelly Larson, and was so excited that he spewed while she was tugging at his zipper. From then on, Kelly spread the word that Hager was far faster than a minute-man — he was a jackrabbit.

Xabar knew Hager would forgive him for having some fun at his expense. In fact, he suspected the resentment had already been forgotten, because Monica had climbed onto Hager’s lap, facing him, and smothering him with deep kisses while grinding her naked pussy against his crotch.

“I’ll just let myself out,” Xabar says, needlessly. He could have announced he was going to invite their extended families in to eat popcorn and watch them screw, and the horny couple would’t have heard him.

Xabar retrieves his clothes and heads to the door. Before leaving, he stops at the table and opens the box that holds the key to Riggins’ office. Inside, he sees a brass key and an iron one. He also sees some envelopes and assorted knickknacks.