Procuring some from Emma

“How’s it going, my underaged friend?” Emma says, smiling as she opens the door to her room.

The well-endowed upperclassman is wearing a denim jacket and just a bra beneath it, with white shorts so short that you just know that there’d be plenty of ass there for you to see, if only she were to turn around.

“I’m eighteen,” you grumble. “Not underaged.”

“But you’re not twenty-one,” Emma chuckles. “Which is why you’ve come here, and not to the liquor store down the street.”

“I can’t wait to be old,” you say.

Emma laughs at that, and then invites you into her room.

“What’ll it be today?” she asks, gesturing to her wine cooler and mini-fridge stocked full of beers, and then to the corner under her bed where all the harder liquor’s kept.

“Just a six-pack of beer,” you say, pointing to one of the crates stacked up by Emma’s desk. “I’ve got an appointment with Annalise coming up.”

“That girl drinks too much,” Emma laughs. “Is she coming to you for beer money now?”

“I’m just planning for a good time,” you say. “Can’t be any harm in that.”

“Oh, I don’t much care what you young’uns get up to, so long as I get paid,” she says, turning around to pick up the six-pack that you’d pointed to. And with her butt facing you now, sticking up in the air, you are able to confirm that her ass is every bit as delectable as you imagined.

In fact, you might have made it a bit too obvious, as Emma catches you staring when she passes the beer to you.

“Unless you weren’t thinking of giving money as payment?” she asks suggestively.

“We could barter,” you say. “I’ve got a package that many would pay top dollar for.”

“Caveat emptor,” she says, glancing down at the hint of a bulge in your pants. “I’d have to inspect the goods first before making an agreement like that. Just prudent business, you understand.”

“I’ve never had an unsatisfied buyer,” you say, as you drop your pants.

“Hmm… I see,” Emma says, kneeling down and drawing closer to your cock. Her freckled face looms close to it, her eyes blinking as she observes your semi with interest. “There’s quite some potential here.”

She continues to watch your cock intently, causing you to grow self-conscious as it slowly hardens, growing larger before both your eyes. Emma reaches out, giving it an experimental stroke, and then nods to herself.

“I think this one could do very nicely,” she nods.

But just as she begins to grip your cock more tightly, there’s a knocking at the door.

“Hey Emma,” you hear Arthur call out. “I need a beer, stat!”

Emma’s eyes widen, and you hurriedly pull up your pants, doing up your fly and the button.

“Sorry, Alex and I were just finishing up a transaction,” Emma says, opening the door a second after you’ve become decent again.

You rummage in your pocket and press some bills in her hand, which she nods and takes.

“Thanks for the beer,” you say, lifting the six-pack just a bit.

“Anytime,” Emma smiles. “Come back when you want more!”

Arthur gives you a suspicious look as you step out of the room, and then he heads in to make his purchase.

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