The next morning

The next morning, I wake up to see that Shar has already left the bed. I go to check my phone but that it is also missing. I decide to rifle through my pockets, hoping that I left it there during last night's escapades with Shar. To my dismay, I'm unable to find my phone, but I do notice that Shar's clothes are still scattered along the floor with mine. As much as I wouldn't be all that shocked if she decided to go streaking, I've got a feeling she might be in the bathroom.

Sure enough, I find her in my bathroom. Her hair is still wet from her shower but her body is dry from the towel that rests at her feet. With a smile on her face, Shar snaps some selfies with my own phone and after taking one last photo, she turns to me and says "Good morning, Andrew."

"Morning Shar." I reply.

"Looking for this?" She holds up my phone.

"Among other things."

Her smile grows as she puts the phone down on my sink. "Oh yeah?"

I move towards her before pulling her in for a kiss, which leads to another and another. I feel my cock spring hard as I continue to make out with Shar. Truth be told, we both probably had better things to be doing than what is happening right now, but I couldn't care less. This moment is ours and ours alone. We are lost in each other's lips and wondering who's going to make the first move.

Shar does so, putting her finger between our lips. "Babe... I don't think we've got the time."

I felt a pang of disappointment as step I back. "Oh... R-right."

"It's okay... Trust me, I want to, but I can't afford to miss today's classes."

"I understand. I probably shouldn't either."

Shar nods. "Yeah... Anyway, I better get dressed and back to my dorm."

"Right. It was good seeing you Shar."

"You too, Andrew."

Shar kisses me on the cheek before I say "So, see you soon?"

"That's the plan. I see what I'm up to tonight."

"Alright. See you soon."

"See you, Andrew."

After we share one last kiss, Shar goes to get dressed. With Shar gone, I take a look at the photos she's snapped on my phone. She might not be here with me, but the dozens of photos she's given me are the next best thing. Her breasts were on full display in every selfie she'd snapped for me. Even better, she'd left the lube behind for me as a parting gift, allowing me to lather up my hand before I take a seat on the toilet.

As I masturbate to the pictures, I wonder what else Shar had in mind for me this week. Those dick pics she sent off could very well be doing the rounds on campus by now. Not that I can complain too much, seeing as I've been spending my first few weeks at college working as a gigolo. Hell, in a way it's probably some good advertising.

I also find myself picturing what I could be doing with Shar right now. I wonder if she really would've said no if I'd bent her over and started eating her pussy? Maybe I'd be using this bottle of lube on her ass instead of just my hand.

It doesn't take me all that long to blow my load all over myself. This allows me to wash myself off in the shower before continuing with my morning routine. As soon as I'm ready for another day of college, I feel my phone vibrate. Upon pulling it out, I find that Dave is calling me.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hey man. How's it going?"

"Alright."

"You know what I'm calling about, right?"

A pang of anxiety hits me. "I've got a feeling."

"Yeah, I'm starting to get a few complaints about your girlfriend and you uh... well, you know."

"I get it. I'll try to keep it down in the future."

"Thanks dude. Anyway, you've probably got lessons to go to, so I'll see you around."

"Yeah. See you."

With a sigh, I put my phone away. Whilst I can understand where Dave is coming from, I'm not sure that I can put the breaks on Shar's libido. Nor do I really want to, but I also can't risk further upsetting both my neighbors and my RA. I'm either gonna have to find somewhere else to have sex with Shar, or I'm gonna have to find a way to make Dave happy.