I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, trying to find a position in the
hard wooden desk that wouldn't cause my ass to go numb. Just five more
minutes. Five more minutes and then my weekend could begin. I hated
friday classes. They always seemed to drag on, and this one was no
different. And to make matters worse, this particular lecture took
place in the oldest classroom on campus, complete with hard wooden
chairs circa 1904.
I put my pen down, clenching and unclenching my tired fingers as I
continued to listen to Dr. Cross's rousing lecture on skeletal muscle
physiology. Glancing around the room, I noticed the rest of the class
was just as bored as I was. Slumping back into my seat, I crossed my
arms and began to wait out the last few agonizing minutes.
"I think we'll end a little early today," Dr. Cross stated, setting his
papers down on the desk in front of him.
No sooner had those words exited his mouth than the room was filled with
the rustling of papers and the clicking of binder rings as the students
gleefully packed up their belongings.
"Oh, one more thing," he shouted above the noise. "If you missed last
class I need to speak with you about the project."
"Dammit," I muttered to myself. "I guess the weekend will have to wait a
few more minutes."
As the rest of the students filtered out of the room I made my way down
to the front. I expected more people to remain behind, but to my
surprise only myself and one other student were left. Although I
didn't know her name, I recognized the girl from a few of my classes.
Although she was extremely attractive, she always seemed to be by
herself. I found this a little strange since the hot ones usually had
throngs of friends and followers. She was quiet, which many people,
including myself, had often mistook for snobbiness, and had an air of
maturity about her. I knew many of the guys lusted after her, but as
far as I knew none had ever come close to getting anything at all. I
could count myself among her group of admirers, although I had never
even spoken with her. She was about 5'5 with dirty blonde hair, which
she maintained at a medium length with a simple style. Her face was
gorgeous, and her eyes carried a certain element of shyness which
intrigued me. And although her facial features were impeccable, it was
her body that took center stage and really made every heterosexual male
drool at the site of her. Her breasts could only be described as
perfect. They were full and round, large enough to be considered 'big'
but not 'ridiculously big'. Her ass, too, was full and round and more
than once had I caught myself staring at it as she walked. Her
voluptuousness was what really set her apart from the other girls in
the sports medicine program who tended to be either quite toned and
muscular, or else a little too skinny for my liking. And although this
mystery girl's body was amazing, she never dressed in a provocative
manor, although this day she was wearing a low cut white top which
showed of quite a bit of cleavage, and a pair of extremely tight jeans
showcasing her delicious behind.
"Okay," Dr. Cross began, handing us each a sheet of paper. "This is your
assignment. Since you two were the only ones to miss last class when we
divided into groups, you'll have to be partners. I trust this is
okay?"
I had to keep myself from smiling.
"Yes," I answered. "That's okay with me."
Mystery girl nodded as well.
"Good," Cross continued. "Now unfortunately, since you are the last ones
to choose a topic your choices will be limited. Also, you will have to
take the only remaining presentation time slot which is one week from
today."
I groaned. There goes my weekend.
"Any questions? No? Okay then. Good luck."
With that, Cross gathered up the rest of his things and headed towards
the doorway. I turned to acknowledge my new partner.
"Hi, I'm Erica," she said in a soft feminine voice, extending her hand.
"Damon," I said with a smile, shaking her hand. Her skin was soft and
smooth, and her touch was extremely gentle.
"So I guess, we'll have to get going on this thing pretty soon," I said.
Erica nodded.
"Yeah, I'm actually really busy next week, so if we could get it done
this weekend, that would be great."
I agreed.
"How about Sunday?" she asked, slinging her backpack over her shoulder.
"Sure. Where do you want to work on it?"
"How about my place?" she asked. "I live just off campus. We can each do
our research and then meet there to discuss the specifics of the
presentation."
"Sounds good."
With that, we exchanged phone numbers and email addresses and went our
separate ways. Although I was a little pissed off at having to do work
over the weekend, I was looking forward to spending a little time alone
with Erica. Although I didn't actually think anything would come of it,
I was happy nonetheless about being in the presence of such a hot girl
for any time at all.
I spent Friday night in the library gathering references and getting
ideas, before calling Erica on Saturday morning to run them by her. We
decided on a general topic and planned to meet Sunday at 2 in the
afternoon at her place. I wrote down her address and said goodbye
before hanging up the phone.
I awoke on Sunday morning with the sun beating down on my face though
the tiny window in my bedroom. I had a feeling it was going to be a
good day.
I spent the remainder fo the morning organizing my work before heading
to the gym for a quick workout. After that, I returned home and had a
shower before setting off for Erica's place. Since it was so nice
outside I decided to walk, still making the trip in under thirty
minutes. When I arrived at Erica's apartment, I popped a piece of gum
into my mouth (just in case) and buzzed her room number. A few seconds
passed before I heard her soft, sweet voice over the intercom.
"Come on up," she said, followed by a loud buzzing noise.
I pulled the door open and walked inside, stopping just long enough to
check myself out from the reflection in the large glass window. I then
made my way to the elevator and headed up to the third floor.
As I reached Erica's door, I checked my breath once more and then
knocked.
"Hey," Erica greeted, quietly as she opened the door to find me standing
there. "Come on in."
I walked into the small apartment, leaving my shoes by the doorway.
Erica was wearing a pair of tiny tight shorts so I was happy to glue my
eyes to her ass as I followed her inside. She was also wearing a tiny
blue tank top that made her breasts look even more perfect that usual.
I was actually happy to see her showing a little more skin than normal,
and had to really try hard to prevent myself from gazing too long at
her body.
"Is it okay if we work in my bedroom?" she asked. "My roommate is coming
home soon with some friends and she can be pretty distracting."
"Sure," I responded. "Whatever you say."
I definitely had no problem spending time in Erica's room.
"Sorry about the mess," she warned as I followed her into her room.
"I've been really busy lately."
I laughed. Other than a few clothes on her bed, her room was spotless.
Nevertheless, Erica began frantically picking up the stray garments and
tossing them into her closet. As I set my backpack down on the bed, she
lifted up a pair of pants and a small black plastic object fell to the
floor at my feet.
"Oh my God!" Erica gasped, reaching down to snatch the thing back up.
It took me a moment to realize, but it was a vibrator! I just stood
there stunned as she grabbed the small makeshift plastic penis and
tossed it into her closet along with her clothes. By this time, Erica's
face had turned a bright shade of red and I could tell she was severely
embarrassed. And I had to admit I couldn't blame her.
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