Chapter 7: More Than Expected

At the end of the day, Emma charged through the university, running off to meet J.T. When she arrived in front of his dorm room, she could hear rock music playing. She knocked on the door anxiously. Toby Isaacs opened it, J.T.'s long-time best friend and roommate.

"Hey Emma, what're you doing here?" Toby asked.

"I'm hear to see J.T.," Emma replied, gripping her purse clutch, which was purple and had rhinestones on it. She was wearing a jean mini skirt and a polka-dotted halter top, with her usual jean jacket. She wanted to look nice for their first… whatever it was.

"J.T.?" Toby laughed in disbelief.

"Uh, yeah?" Emma answered uneasily. J.T. came running up behind Toby, placing his hand on his shoulder.

"Toby, I think I can have my GIRLFRIEND over for an evening, can't I?" J.T. said, winking at Emma. Emma smiled.

"Okay then," Toby shrugged, letting Emma in. Emma stepped into their dorm room. It was messy, like your average boy's room. It turned out that J.T. was the clean one! His side of the room was a neat mess, and not as bad as Toby's side of the room. His had garbage and plastic CD cases thrown everywhere.

"I tried to clean up," J.T. said, gripping Emma's waist.

"It looks nice!" Emma praised.

"His side may be clean, but I have all the food on this side!" Toby said proudly. J.T. walked over to him.

"I'm going to need the room to myself," he whispered.

"What? No, I live here, too," Toby complained. J.T. gave him a warning glare and motioned towards the door.

"Okay, okay! I get kicked out of my own living space, isn't that nice!" Toby exclaimed as he grabbed his jacket and was out the door. Emma laughed.

"The room's to ourselves, huh?" she said slyly. J.T. nodded.

"Yep." He went over to his stereo and turned it off. Suddenly, he ran over to Emma and grabbed her neck as he kissed her. While he did this, Emma threw her purse down on his bed. She undid his shirt and pulled it over his head. He had a nice set of washboard abs! She rubbed his 6-pack as they tongued each other.

"Mmmm," Emma moaned as J.T. threw her down onto the bed. J.T. straddled her and kissed her all over. He touched her breasts and removed her jean jacket. He undid the tie of her halter-top, taking it off. Emma lay half naked before him. He jiggled her breasts and sucked on them.

"Oh, J.T.!" Emma cried, licking him. She screamed out a few times in excitement. She took off his pants as he undid her skirt and licked her stomach. He fingered her, giving her more pleasure than what Chris had ever done. Emma continued to kiss his lips, then attempted to take off J.T.'s underwear. When she was successful, J.T. reached into his drawer and pulled out a condom. He slipped it on and went down on Emma before entering her body. Emma released a cry of pleasure. It felt so great.

They were both out of breath when it was over, but J.T. continued to make out with Emma as they lay there, naked in his bed. Emma then fell into a deep sleep, J.T. doing the same. It had been the best night of each of their lives.