Tell Wes I'm ready to head back home

I politely declined. I was tired and had smoked too much pot to stay awake much longer.

We said our goodbyes, I told everyone it was nice meeting them. I went to use the restroom at the back of the house before we left. The bathroom was empty and dirty. The house looked like a hang out spot for these kids.. a place to go get high and not worry about parents.

I went in and sat down on the cold toilet. The door wouldn't shut all the way, and I nervously tried to pee as fast as I could. I got up and pulled up my pants. I noticed the crotch of my panties was wet. Smoking weed always makes me a little horny.

The bathroom door opened and heard someone coming. I peeked out to see who it was when around the corner walked the young, quiet, handsome man I'd met earlier. He entered the bathroom and gave me his phone number. He shut the door behind him and came closer to me. He stood so close, I could feel his cock growing and pushing towards my crotch. Bill didn't say anything, but ran his hands up my arms, to my neck, and down my lowcut top, revealing my big round tits that were heaving out of my little pink bra.

I wanted to run my hands down his body and touch that cock that had grown rock hard in his pants. It was bigger than Wesley's. Much bigger, and I yearned to feel it inside my wet pussy.