9

When Jaime got to his room, he couldn't seem to shake off the feeling that something was wrong but he couldn't tell what it was.

He tried to think back to last night and remembered his dream. It had been so vivid that he was having sex with Christine and he remembered how real her boobs and body felt under his touch. How did that happen? He wondered with a frown as he looked at the bed.

He had woken up to a really hard and raging morning wood with the front of his boxers stained so much that it didn't look like it was from precum alone but something more.

Were dreams usually this erotic?

He didn't mind though. He would actually want it to happen again but he just hoped Paula hadn't noticed anything last night.

Just thinking about the dream made him really hard again.

Without thinking twice, he went inside his bathroom, pulled down his pants and saw his cock standing erect, seeking for attention. Without wasting time, he began to work on himself as he closed his eyes and remembered the dream. He wasn't one to usually masturbate but he just couldn't help it now.

He increased his pace and kept pumping on his wood until he heard a knock on his room's door.

He couldn't stop.

He was so close to exploding and he feared if he stopped, he was going to be in a foul mood for the rest of the day and would just want to go out and hit on any girl he saw which was the last thing he wanted to do. He didn't want to have a sexual relationship with just anyone until he was sure he needed more from them and they felt the same way.

"Jaime, are you in the bathroom? I'm coming inside."

She yelled from outside before opening the door slowly.

'I can't stop now. I can't stop.' He said in his head as he continued what he was doing.

"Can you hear me?" She asked moving closer to the door.

"Hmmmm..." He managed to answer and he really prayed it hadn't sounded like he was moaning because then, she would easily guess what he was doing inside.

"Are you okay in there?" She asked with worry when she heard his voice.

"I... ooohhhh I... am.." He closed his eyes and reveled in the sensation it brought him.

Paula giggled. "The cold must be getting to you right?" She asked thinking he was sounding that way because he was cold.

"Y E S!"

He didn't stop moving his hand up and down. The thought of Paula talking to him while he was doing this was even a bigger turn on for him and he increased his pace.

"Linda is inviting us over for a kind of night party. I told her we wouldn't be able to make it but she's not letting me be. She asks me to tell you to come with me and also invite your friends." Paula said.

"Look, I know you do not really like Linda, but you know how she gets. Besides, you need a little fun time instead of being stuck with me in here all day. And oh! There are a lot of pretty girls coming. So are you coming?"

Jaime's breathing became laboured as he threw his head to the back while his eyes rolled back in his head.

"I'm..... coming..." He said in a strained voice before he began to explode everywhere. His hands didn't stop even as he kept cuming.

Paula frowned but nodded eventually.

"Good, I'll just tell her. Oh! She's calling again. Really impatient. Tsk" She said before leaving the room to answer the call.

"Fine! We are coming." Paula said with an eye roll immediately she answered the call.

"Great! I can't wait to see you both!" Linda squealed excitedly.

"Are you sure you want to see me or Jaime? And better don't think about trying anything funny with him tonight." Paula warned.

"Come on! You sound like his old mummy."

Although she couldn't see Linda's face, she could tell Linda was rolling her eyes.

"Yes. And this mummy is going to protect him from women like you."

"The only protection he needs now it a condom." Linda said before laughing out.

"I'm being serious here." Paula said, sounding displeased.

"Did he tell you he needed protection? Come on, he is 25, isn't he?" Linda asked.

"All men loves this. They love fucking different women and exploring things and tits and I do not mind being explored."

Paula sighed before using a hand to cover her eyes.

And why does every woman keep thinking all men were like that? If the roles were reversed and it was a woman who was always ready to drop her pussy on every dick, the society would have called her a slut or a bitch or hoe. But here, everyone thought it was so normal for a guy to fuck every pussy when there were men out there who didn't like it.

"I won't have this argument with you Linda. Say hi to Derek for me and see you tonight." Paula said and was about to hang up when Linda quickly called her.

"What is it?"

"I have a surprise for you tonight. You are going to love it." She said excitedly.

"Surprise? What's that?" Paula asked curiously.

"That's why it's called a surprise darling. See you tonight babe. muah!"

*****

Jaime remained in the bathroom with his face buried in his now clean hands. He felt like shit after what he had done.

He couldn't believe he had been masturbating while Paula spoke to him. Although a part of him felt he did nothing wrong, he couldn't seem to shake off the feeling that what he did was totally wrong.

He remembered Paula had said something about Linda but he couldn't remember anything she had said because he had been consumed by lust and pleasure.

He made a mental note to ask her about it when he was done.