You wake up and get Mason

You wake with a sudden gasp, for a moment not sure where you are. You look at your watch and see it's just eleven o'clock, and you shake your head and roll off the couch. You and Mason were supposed to check out the ceremony he saw last night, and you wonder if he's recovered from the session with with car wash girls yet. You're half his age, but you're feeling stretched a little thin with all the pussy you've pounded today, and you imagine he's feeling pretty bagged.

You stagger into the shower and let the water revive you before drying off and getting dressed again. Closing your office you leave the building and walk to your cottage, enjoying the freshness of the night air.

Your cottage is dark. You flick on the hallway lights and climb the stairs, seeing Mason's door shut. There's no response when you tap on it, and for a moment you consider letting him sleep, but curiosity overwhelms you and you turn the handle and go in. He's sprawled on the bed, breathing deeply, totally relaxed in sleep.

"Hey man, you ok?" you say, shaking his shoulder. "Mason? Hey buddy, wake up." His eyes open slowly and he looks at you with eyes that gradually focus.

"Yeah....yeah I'm ok..." he says groggily, sitting up and rubbing a hand over his face. "What time is it?"

"A little before midnight. You wanted to check out that secret meeting. You still up for it?"

"What? Oh yeah...yeah I'm up for it. Let me grab a quick shower and wake up. Christ I'm worn out."

"I'm not surprised," you laugh. "But you did a hell of a number on those chicks. Not bad for a supposed old guy."

"Not so fucking old," he snorts as he stumbles to the bathroom. "But my cock feels like all the skin is worn off it."

"The girls were impressed, man. They'll be coming back for more, Mr. Car Wash Sponsor!"

"Fuck...." you hear him sigh as he closes the bathroom door.

A few minutes later he comes out, looking refreshed and giving you a confident nod. "Let's do this!" he laughs. You grin in response, and the two of you change into dark clothing and slip back out into the night. Keeping to the shadows as much as possible, you make your way to the north end of the campus, taking cover behind some bushes in sight of the stone gardening shed he had described to you.

"So what's the plan?" you whisper.

"Last night the girls showed up in groups and went in. I figure we wait for them to enter, give it some time, then follow them."

"Hmm, complex," you grunt with wry amusement. "Couldn't you simplify it more?"

"We could start the main building on fire as a diversion. Would that make you happy?"

"That might be....someone's coming," you say, gesturing down the lawn to a cluster of shadowy figures. As they get closer you can hear the murmur of young female voices, although you can't make out any words. You watch as they enter the stone building and pull the door shut after themselves.

"We go now?" you ask.

"Not yet. Last night they came in groups. Here's some more." Another group arrives and disappears into the building.

"I counted eight," you say. "How many were there last night?"

"Nine. The other one might have come earlier. Let's give it ten minutes and then go in."

You nod your understanding, and the two of you settle down to wait.