Deborah: Closure - Sex Stories

Deborah: Closure

... missed, which would extend my degree by a further year. I arranged with the landlord to take back my old room (which had been vacant since I moved out) as soon as possible and asked Rene and Steve to help me move my stuff back in that night; they arrived at my house in Steve’s car that afternoon. ‘By the way, did anyone tell you about Deborah?’ Rene said as she was lifting a small box of books. ‘Errr, no, what about her?’ This sounded intriguing. ‘She broke up with Anthony’ ‘Ohhh, yeaahhh?’ I was a little worried, but Rene didn’t seem to be angry at all. If anything, she sounded conspiratorial. ‘Yeh. It was all really weird. She started getting pissy with him all the time…well, more pissy than usual, and one day, about two months after you’d gone, she just left. Not even an explanation as to why, as far as anyone knows.’ ‘Weird. They were always fighting, though.’ ‘Yeh, suppose. We did kind of wonder whether there was another guy involved.’ Whoa. Butterflies suddenly hit my stomach. I decided to test the water. ‘Who could that have been, though? I don’t remember her ever being around any other guys apart from me and Steve.’ ‘Nah, Steve’s a loyal guy to Roberta, and even if you were interested, for some reason, you aren’t her type. She’s shy and quiet when she isn’t shouting.’ Rene looked at me with a glint in her eye ‘Not suitable for someone whose specialist subjects are sex, jokes about dicks and being tactless.’ ‘Oi! Less of the abuse, or I’ll wallop you with the wanger in ...

... front of that fat woman over there!’ ‘Very funny. Are we moving this stuff into the van or what?’ It ended up taking quite a while to get my stuff into the van, so even in one trip we weren’t done until after ten that night. When we were finally finished we grabbed quick bite to eat and went to bed without having sex; if I’m honest I didn’t need it that night, I was just glad that things appeared to be getting back to normal. - A week after moving back in I was settling into a routine and actually getting some serious work done, something that had taken a back seat ever since the first night with Deborah. I’d even got my thirst for sex back, as Rene was finding out that night. ‘Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Aaahhhh!’ she screamed as she came hard. We had both been reading in bed when I absent-mindedly started playing with her pussy, and she got wet so quickly that I launched into a pounding hard, missionary position fuck session that lasted all of three minutes but was deliciously hot. Once we had both come down from our orgasmic high Rene turned to me and smiled. ‘Mmmmmm, that was good. I’ve missed you.’ ‘Me too’ I said, glancing at the two books on the floor that had been tossed aside pre-fuck. ‘I’ll just tidy these up and maybe we can have another go in a bit?’ ‘Maybe’ Rene purred. ‘Oh, by the way, I saw Deborah today.’ I dropped the books back on the floor clumsily. ‘Deborah’ I thought ‘Bloody hell. I’d almost forgotten about her’. ‘Oh yeh?’ I said, trying to sound as uninterested as I ...