Jason made a face. "Ugh. Why?"
"Now that's more like it!" Jason told her, standing up to grab the controllers.
Tiffany admired the view as he bent over in his boxers.
Tiffany caught the remote, fumbling with it a little. "You wish!" she taunted.
Jason glanced over at Tiffany as she set up the races. It was pretty cool having friends that were actually girls. His gaze lowered to Tiff's chest level, straining against that little t-shirt. Although, if Tiff ever wanted to fool around, he would be all over that!
Dammit! Jason tore his eyes away from her boobs and refocused on the game. "No fair! I didn't know that we were starting already!" Quickly, he pushed the button to start his ignition, growing more irritated when it just caused his wheels to spin and his engine to rev needlessly.
Although, it'd kinda been worth it just to see Tiffany do that little victory-bounce-dance on the couch.
"Hey, good game," he told her, patting her on the arm. "Guess I'm better at real sports than video games!"
Jason shrugged. "Nah, it's cool," he told her. "Maybe we could toss the ball around some other time!"
Tiffany smiled. "Yeah, I think I'd like that!"
The professor glanced up from his lectern. "Mr. Black-Wolff. How good of you to join us today," he said, looking over his glasses at Jason. "Perhaps you'd like to have a seat up front."
On a spur of the moment impulse, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
Startled, Ashley stood stiff in his arms for a moment as he slipped his tongue in her mouth.
Groaning, he pulled back. "Sorry," he mumbled, feeling like a fool. "I just..."
Quickly, they hurried from the building without even touching a bowling ball.
Ashley gripped his shirt and tugged him closer. "Me too. Room?"
He'd slipped his shirt off and fell into bed with Ashley for one helluva make-out session. Things had gotten pretty hot and heavy pretty quick.
He was pretty sure she was going to let him hit the home run. Panting, slid his hand towards her skirt. "I've got protection in my drawer," he told her.
Jason slumped, dropping his hands to his side and hitting his head on the pillow. "Uggghhhh!"
Ashley glanced over at him with a hesitant smile. "You're not mad at me? Are you?"
Jason scrubbed his hands over his face. "No!" he told her, slightly pained. "I mean, you're ready when you're ready, right?"
She threw herself back in his arms. "Oh, you're such a teddy bear, Jason!" she told him, peppering his face with kisses.
Jason started getting revved up again with Ashley pressed against his body once again. He almost whimpered when she got up from the bed with one last kiss to his cheek.
Jason's head thumped back on the pillow and he squeezed his eyes shut. Oh boy...