The voyeurs down the hall

Chloe used a towel from the linen closet to clean her face. While Gavin recovered, she knocked on the bathroom door to check on Zack. Not hearing his voice, or any other voice for that matter, she opened the door. After tossing the towel in the hamper, she turned to her boyfriend, who was just getting to his feet.

“No sign of Zack. I hope he’s okay,” she pined.

“I’ll go look for him,” Gavin said as he started to retrieve his pants.

“No, we’re not finished yet!” Chloe winked.

Gavin stood there dumbfounded as his fire nymph finished undressing herself before his eyes. As her skirt fell to the floor, the black thong that Heather gave her peeked out from the lower edges of her shirt. Gavin’s cock hardened as he took in the sight. Chloe blushed as she dug the material out of its hiding place.

“You like it?” she asked. The poor boy in front of her could only nod as he finally got to see a woman not on his computer screen wearing one.

Chloe stepped to him and began removing his shirt. Her unskilled fingers fumbled at the buttons until the last one was unfastened. Gavin threw the garment further down the hall. He tried stepping closer to her, but his pants were still about his feet and he nearly fell.

“Aww let me help, Baby!” Chloe said, stepping on the offending garment while Gavin raised each leg and pulled his shoes off.

“There, all done,” he said to the girl before him, “now it’s your turn!”

Chloe blushed as she undid the buttons on her own shirt even more unsteadily than she had with his. Rather than taking the shirt off, she just let it stay on her shoulders.

“The bra?” Gavin asked.

Chloe shook her head. She wasn’t quite ready to shed herself completely for him.

Despite not willing to take all her clothes off, Chloe still managed to floor Gavin when she stepped to the archway leading to the bathroom and gripped the wall.

“Take me, Gavin. I broke my hymen playing soccer years ago, so don’t worry about hurting me, Baby,” she moaned.

Gavin froze for a second as her words processed in his brain. A woman had just told him to have sex with her. His brain nearly shut down when it realized that it wasn’t just any woman who had said that, but Chloe, the last woman he’s ever thought would say that to him, or anyone else.

”Don’t fuck up! Don’t fuck up! Don’t fuck up!” kept repeating in his head.

Finally, he stepped forward to her and placed his hands on her hips. Instinctively, his own body began pressing towards her and tried to **** its way inside. Gavin flinched when a giggle came from the woman he was about to give his virginity to.

“Tee hee! Did you forget something, My Love?” she laughed as she shook her ass ever so slightly to remind him about her underwear.

“Oh! Sorry!” he blushed as he contemplated stepping away from her.

“DON’T you dare run away, Gav. Take this damned dental floss bikini off me and make love to me. NOW!” she laughed.

Gavin regained his composure, slid his fingers underneath the waist band of the offending thong and slid it off Chloe’s ass and down her legs. He was hit almost instantly by her scent. As if it was a trail for him to follow, the boy stepped to her, moistened himself with her wetness and entered her.