Stacy had only stepped out into the hallway for a moment before she heard her name from the kitchen. It was late and the party was quieter now. She thought about going back to her room and going to bed, but her roommate who lived in the room next door was loud when she fucked. Stacy wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway. Plus, her name wasn’t spoken to get her attention. Two guests of the party were talking about her. Curiosity would also keep her awake. She listened silently from around the corner.“Did you see her yellow dress tonight? Damn, it’s tight.”“Like her pussy, I’ve heard.”“Who told you that?”“Doesn’t matter. I heard it.”“So she’s experienced.”“Doesn’t she look experienced?”“If she’s not, I’d teach her.”“You wouldn’t last.”“I would if you went first.”“I’d definitely fuck her first. Hard and long.”“Do you think she’d do it?”“How the hell should I know? I’ve never met her. Just heard her name.”“From who?”“I told you,” said the first guy, sipping his beer. “Doesn’t matter.”“What doesn’t matter?” said Stacy, stepping out from around the corner. The first guy, close to 6 feet tall and wearing a gray shirt and jeans, choked on his beer. The second guy, a little taller and wearing a green shirt with denim shorts, escort bayan stepped back in surprise. She took an extra deep breath with her shoulders back to give them a good view of her tits under the yellow dress she’d purchased specifically for this party.“We were just… talking about someone we used to know,” said the first.She smiled. They were shy. She could work with that. “Does she look good in yellow dresses too?” She sipped the rest of her own beer and tossed the cup in the trash nearby. “Something like that,” said the second. “I’m Chad, this is Kent.”She nodded. “Stacy. Hi.” They both swallowed uncomfortably; and she liked it. “So what’s this girl like?”“We don’t know her very well,” Kent replied quickly. He downed the rest of his beer and tossed the cup in the trash. “Just… talking.”“I like talking,” she admitted. The bulge in both of their pants made her pussy wet. She couldn’t help it. “Have you met my roommates, Jenny and Ashley?”“Yeah, Jenny,” said Kent. Clearly he was the more talkative one. “How long have you lived here?”“Three months,” said Stacy. “But I’m thinking of finding a new place soon. Things get a little loud here sometimes.” She lowered her voice and coyly tipped her head toward the kocaeli escort bayan hallway. “Jenny’s room is next to mine.”“My roommate’s the same way,” laughed Chad. The last of their three empty beer cups fell into the trash. She took a deep breath and faked a yawn. “So guys,” she said. Somebody had to move this conversation along and she wasn’t afraid for it to be her. She was experienced, after all. Just like they thought. “Tell me more about this girl you were talking about. Like, is she hot?”Kent grinned shyly. “Just a girl we know. She’s… nice.”“How do you know her?”“A mutual friend, like most people, I guess,” said Chad. “So you’ve never fucked her before?”“You’re very direct,” remarked Kent. “No… not yet.”“So she’s hot? Like, what does she look like?”Chad shrugged. “A lot like you, to be honest,” he said matter-of-factly. “So like, brown hair?”“Yeah.”“My height?”“Yeah.”“Same tits?”The question caught them off guard. This was going better than she thought it would. “I know, I know. You haven’t seen them yet. But if you had to guess, maybe they’re close?”“I mean… it’s hard to tell without touching.”Now they were getting somewhere. She tilted her head curiously. “So if you kocaeli escort touched my tits you might know better?”“I didn’t mean–”“Because I don’t mind if you want to touch. Do you… want to?” She brushed a hand down her own breast and glanced at both of them. “I mean, only if you want to.”“I mean, it is the only real way to tell,” Kent agreed, playing along. Kent stepped a little closer and gently touched her breast. She glanced at Chad.“You can touch too, right? That’s the only way to tell for sure.”Chad shrugged and gently touched her other breast. The rate of all their breathing went up. She blinked into the eyes of both of them as their hands dropped away. She sighed and pressed down the invisible wrinkles in her dress. “Pretty close?” she asked with another tilt of her head. “Pretty close,” they both answered together. “It sounds like you’re not sure,” she said simply. “You’re both in college, right? I think we can do better.” She wondered if Jenny was finished yet. Then she decided it didn’t matter. “I kind of want to know for sure.”Kent looked at Chad. Chad looked at Kent. “So do we,” Kent replied. She bit her lip as a surge of adrenaline rushed her body. She turned slowly toward the hallway, giving them plenty of time to undress her ass with their eyes as she padded in her feet down the hall, past Jenny’s doorway–quiet, for now–and into her own room. Kent and Chad followed and quietly closed the door behind them. A moan came from Jenny’s room next door.