[EltonC]

I dated Diane for a couple years in college, we had a great sex life- she knew how to keep me happy. After several months, I would sleep over in her dorm room. We had hung a curtain between her bed and her roommate’s, Janet’s only demand was we not have sex when she was there. So we never had intercourse, but Janet had a loud, slow breathing pattern when asleep and I got my fair share of late night hand and blowjobs.

At one point, Diane told me Janet was complaining she wasn’t getting much interest from guys and I told her I wasn’t surprised, she dressed in baggy sweatpants and sweatshirts, I had just assumed she was fat. Diane told me that she actually had a nice body but was self conscious about it.

We got back to the room late one night, Janet was fast sleep, and we went to bed with our typical fooling around. The next morning, I was awakened by Janet returning from her shower. When I was there, she would get dressed behind the curtain but she stood in front of her dresser space, took off her robe and hung it up. Her body and hair were both wrapped in a towel. She took the towel off her hair and dried it, the brushed it out and tied it back. Then she took the towel off her body and dried herself off. Diane was right, she had quite the nice body. Eventually she hung up her towel and leaned in towards her mirror (full length, btw) and put on her makeup. By now I was sporting a major erection, which Diane noticed and reached down and started stroking me. Janet then got dressed, her usual sweats and hoodie, grabbed her backpack and headed out the door.

Diane gave me some shit saying I guess I agreed Janet had a nice body and I had to concede she was correct. She gave me a quick blow, then went to take a shower. When she returned, I was all over her until she agreed to suck me again. She then got dressed and walked me down to the dorm lobby so I could get home and clean up before my classes.

Never got another glimpse of Janet’s body, but Diane must have passed on my comments about her dressing like a frump because she was leaving for a date one night when I had come over and was wearing some tight jeans and a sweater that flattered her curves nicely.