I’m an idiot
I was the assistant director of a play my college drama class was doing. My biggest responsibility was making sure everyone knew their lines. The lead was this girl who was chosen more for looks than talent, she also had a hard time memorizing her lines. I told her we’d get together after class so I could coach her, she suggested her house not far off campus. We set a time that night.
When I got there she had on a tight shirt with no bra and shorts, very hot. Part of her role was a deep kiss with the male lead, while rehearsing her lines I said we could skip the kiss, but she insisted. This one kiss turned into a make out session, hands were roaming, I was under her shirt pulling on her nipples while she moaned.
Then for some stupid reason I lost my horniness, I got this vision of her not knowing her lines and screwing up the play. I promised her we’d finish later, if she got her lines down. But by the time we got finished we were not in the mood. Never got another chance.
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