In the morning, Adam stretched, his arm brushing against the hair half-hidden under the blanket. Renee had stayed the night, which had turned out to be fun for both of them. At first, Adam had been a little annoyed—the man in the health center had clearly wanted to mess with his head. He’d given Adam an assortment of condoms ranging from glow-in-the-dark to neon colors to decorated varieties. Adam had worried how Renee would take it. Other than the one marked with a ruler, he didn’t mind, but it wasn’t like they’d had a big conversation about weird condoms before making out on his couch. She’d been a good sport, though, especially with the glow version. Those hadn’t been as interesting as they sounded; they were a bit too thick for the sex to be enjoyable. However, Renee had seemed to like watching him strut around in the dark with his hard, glowing dick on display for her.
He grinned at the memory. There was no real relationship going on between them; Renee was as down for no-strings sex as he was, and they weren’t likely to hook up often. It had been a good time, though. He watched her stir then ran his hand under the covers to tickle her side. She giggled and squirmed before shoving off the blanket and sitting up.
“What time is it?” she asked. She stretched and yawned, her perfect breasts rising as she lifted her arms over her head.
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