-- (Intro) --
I'm a toad.
I've been crushing on my friend's girlfriend for a while now.
I guess I should clarify "friend".
We only met because we're in the same major -- Computer Science. Several of us started getting together to do homework a year or so ago. That turned into us being social together. We're all geeks -- so our social circles are fairly limited otherwise.
Our idea of "being social" is computer games and pizza on Thursday nights. We take turns hosting the group but Cal's apartment is bigger than the rest of ours -- so we've ended up there more often.
That's how I met Sophie.
Cal's girlfriend is super-cute. She's also blind.
Cal's pretty callous anyway -- but I definitely don't think he takes care of her like he should.
I'm sure my view is prejudiced by my lust -- and I'm not saying she's an invalid or anything -- she's one of the most intelligent, independent blind people I've run into -- but -- like.. I don't know.. he doesn't treat her like..
.. You know what? He treats her like he does everybody else -- like they're only useful to him when they're -- well -- useful to him.
Anyway, Sophie's cute -- and smart -- and independent -- and -- like I said, you'd have to be around her for more than a few minutes to even realize she can't see.
Like I said, I've been smitten by her for a while now.
I sneak looks when I think I can get away with it -- or when everybody else watches her cut through the room.
I need to drop it.
I should just stop hanging out with the guys and move on.
-- (The Plan) --
Wednesday, after Database class, Cal mentioned that he's going to be going to the library to do some extra studying Thursday afternoon -- so he won't be able to host our bi-weekly get-together this time.
Friday is the start of spring break -- so we decide to go ahead and cancel until everybody gets back.
I'm heading back to my apartment, thinking over how quickly that fell apart.
Most of us aren't headed anywhere for spring break anyway -- and why is Cal studying before a class that's already cancelled -- in the middle of the term?
The green-eyed monster has my attention but -- even if he's not stepping out on Sophie -- and us -- this might be a chance to get her alone..
Heedless of how self-centered my plan was my mind was racing.
By lunch-time the next day, my jealous, hormone-fevered mind had devised the perfect plan.
Details that I'd been locking away for months started coming together.
Thursdays were short days for most of us.
I finished my classes and grabbed Jimmy John's on the way home.
I stopped by the house, grabbed a fresh shirt and shorts from the laundry basket -- along with a hoodie I never usually wore -- and headed to Cal's.
A few minutes later, I was on a park bench across from his apartment -- hood pulled over my hair and face -- "staring" at my phone.
He came out carrying a duffle bag, looked both ways, got into his car, and headed down the street.
I jogged down the path -- through the trees -- and over towards the street that was home to most of the main campus buildings.
Cal's car was just leaving the stop sign, turning on the main boulevard.
As I watched, he stopped at the crosswalk -- waiting for a few people who were actually heading into the library -- then he continued up over the hill and into town.
"Library, my ass", I thought. ".. and you should have a backpack -- not a duffle bag."
Content that I wasn't breaking any "friend code" -- at least that Cal wasn't already breaking, I headed back to the apartment.
If it's a normal week, Sophie has class for another hour -- well -- slightly less now that I'm done playing Magnum P. I. -- so I need to be moving.
Cal's apartment was on the second floor.
I'm no parkour nut -- but I figured it shouldn't be too hard to get into his balcony.
Sophie likes fresh air -- so the sliding doors were always open to allow the breeze to get in.
Arriving at the back of Cal's building, the industrial-strength downpipe, a foot from the balcony, made it almost too simple to get to the balcony.
At this point, I was breaking and entering -- minor jail-time -- first offense.
"Okay, pretend I'm Cal, get Sophie to fuck me, and get out before he gets back.. Nobody's the wiser."
I stripped down to my underwear on the balcony and headed for the laundry basket in the bathroom.
I'd just gotten Cal's shirt and pants on when I heard Sophie opening the front door.
-- ( The Bluff ) --
"Cal? You home?"
I hurried down the hall, Cal's pants a little loose on my hips.
She was just closing the door, backpack slung over her shoulder.
"Cal?"
Her closed eyes "looked" towards the balcony, waiting, as she listened.
When she heard my shuffling gait, she turned.
My eyes focused on her lips -- her lower lip -- the one she was biting.
I cupped her jawlines in my palms and softly pressed my lips to hers.
"I'm fucked" I thought.
Suddenly, my logic-circuits cleared and I realized there was no way I was pulling this off.
Then my ears caught up with the sounds coming from Sophie and my brain stopped working again.
"Mmm. I'm glad you're here. I'm so horny."
Her backpack dropped to the floor and her arms went around me.
She pulled me into herself and my dick started growing and pushing back.
She was kissing me now -- softly -- but rubbing her belly-button around against the head of my dick.
"Bed."
She said this as her right hand reached down and palmed my throbbing manhood, as her left continued to pull me into her.
She released me, pulled my hands from her face, kept a hold on my right one, led me down the hall, past the bathroom I'd just raided, and into their bedroom.
She stopped at the foot of the bed and started undressing.
I watched my first, in-person strip-tease..
"I don't hear clothes hitting the floor -- do you want fucked or not?" she asked.
I kept my eyes on her hot, little body and stripped as fast as I could.
The next thing I knew, she had thrown back the covers, lay down on her side on the left half, and was patting the empty space in front of her.
As soon as I lay down, she pulled the covers over us and snuggled up to me.
I threw my left arm over her and pulled her close.
Her scent filled my nose and.. "Shit!"
"Light... bulb..!"
I froze.
"There's no way.."
I unfroze at her instructions.
"I'm going to throw back these blankets, roll onto my back, and pull my heels up to my ears. I want you to stuff my pussy with that cock of yours and fuck me hard & fast. I will cum at least once while you're pounding into me and again when you cum inside me. I want you to kiss me as you fill my cunt with your hot cum and then I want you to hold me and give me sweet kisses like you did when you met me at the door."
Without saying a word, I followed every, single one of her instructions "to the T".
As I nibbled, softly, at her lower lip, and gave her another little peck, she smiled.
-- ( Sight for the Blind ) --
"So, Geoffrey, when are you going to tell Cal that you fucked his girlfriend?" she asked.
"What?!" I stammered.
