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Two is Company, Three is Fun: College Confessions Cont.

Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: alliet14, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

After my fling with Mark and my see saw relationship with Kate, I pretty much went emotionally numb. I would go to class, practice and work then go home. I had no life. I was lonely and depressed because all my other friends were in relationships and out partying, yet I was alone. I hated my life. I hated my body and I despised how the men around the school looked at me. Guys hit on me all the time, making sexual innuendos and it made them sick. I desired the intimate touch of sex but I didn't feel worthy of feeling it. My attachment to Mark affected me more than I had realized. He had been the first guy since Ben, that I had lowered my guard with. Yet, my selfishness had driven him away. The signals were all there. He loved me, but I was too hard headed to love him back. One night while Kate and Daniel were fucking in the bedroom next to mine, I laid in bed and grew angrier with every moan. I got up and locked my bedroom door. I was not going to be her after sex dessert any more. When I laid back down, I took my ear buds and put them into my ears and fell asleep listening to music. The next morning was Saturday, and I had a long shift at the bar. I got up, showered, washed my hair and got ready for work. When I left our apartment, I walked out without saying a word to Kate. She tried to be lovey dovely, but I was over all that. I was tired of being used by her. I had decided that I was not going to be used by anyone. If someone was going to be used, I was going to be the ... person that did the using. Saturdays in the fall were always busy at the bar. College football was in full swing, and the bar was always full of people watching the Bulldogs, Yellow Jackets, or Eagles. Drew had five televisions and each had a different game. The fans would gather around the TV their team was playing on and sit and watch. I enjoyed busy days. The more business meant more tips, and the way I felt that day, I knew I was going to be getting some good tips. I had learned that the more I flirted the bigger the tip, and that Saturday I was feeling sexually and emotionally deprived. I felt like a puppeteer and the men in the bar were my puppets. I was definitely in rare form that day. I swung my hips a little more than usual and could see the men watching as my butt swung back and forth. Every guy I waited on, I would touch. Either their hand or shoulder and I would give a gently squeeze and then a wink when I walked off. I knew my actions were having an effect on them, because they were having an effect on me. My actions had also caught Drew’s attention. He pulled me into the kitchen and asked me if I was okay. I assured him I was and that I was just feeling perky. He told me to be careful, and let me go back to work. He should have given me a raise that day, because guys were drinking more than normal, just to get my special attention. If I could have charged for each time a guy touched my bare leg or butt, I would have been debt free. I had never had so much fun at ...