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Alexander chuckled slightly as he handed the paper note to the girl sitting in front of him. The sudden dryness in his throat was something he hadn't felt for a long time, the last time being the first time he had ever done something like this, when he slid another note with a nearly-identical text to this one to a McDonald's cashier after taking his order a couple of months ago.
Just like the girl that had now looked at the note, that cashier had attracted his attention with her round, fruity tits which rested on the desk in front of her. They were the thing he was slobbering over then, just like he was now doing at the sight of their twins.
"You're hot and I'm horny. 300β¬ for a BJ?" was not a long text. Briefly, he wondered whether she'll read it quicker than the previous girls. She didn't. However, her reaction was a bit better than he was used to. There was only the slightest hint of anger on her face as she turned to face him, with most of the emotions he could see there being surprise and amusement at him doing something like this during a quite active college lecture.
Then, her face turned more neutral and her eyes swirled all over. She was checking him out, and just like the others, she wasn't too thrilled at what she saw.
Oh well. He of course wasn't hideous by any measure, but not everyone can be a subject of random strangers' sex fantasies like the girls he was approaching with those notes were. Thankfully for him, however, he
did
have the money to make those offers.
Slowly, she turned back around and grabbed a pen, before hunching forward and starting to write a reply to him on his note. He knew from experience what she'll most probably write. He could see her starting to write it. He'll still quite enjoy reading and replying to it, no matter what.
He used the few moments while she wrote that to check if anyone had noticed what was happening between the two of them, or even recognized it, and was watching them now.
He knew how unlikely it was, and wasn't surprised at all that no one seemed to be watching them, but it still paid off to be sure.
She turned around as slowly as before and handed him his note back.
"Show me the money," was now written on it, just below his message, in very pretty handwriting.
He did exactly that, chuckling for a bit with a slight grin remaining on his face after the chuckle disappeared, taking six 50β¬ banknotes out of his right pocket and shaking them together for a bit under his desk. She quickly bent down to look at them, and soon, a grin exactly like that on his face appeared on hers as well.
"Come to the men's stalls next to this 10 minutes after the break is over, make sure nobody watches," he wrote on the remaining free space on the note before handing it to her again. She looked at it and nodded quietly, before turning her attention back to the lecturer for good.
After she had done so, he in contrast spent the remaining 15 minutes of the lecture focusing on her.
Damn. She was among the best catches he had had so far with this, easily. A cute face, nicely manicured nails and even nicer light brown hair, curvy body, big hoop earrings and a big booty to go with them, and of course, a pair of fat tits obvious even through her thick sweater.
If he had to, he'd bet that she was already approached like this at least once. Or, at least, had so much more experience sucking cocks than the average girl her age that she had already thought about making some money off of it. Might've been a bit sexist and stereotypical of him to think about girls like her in that way, but he knew, much more than most people, just what kind of life and experiences girls with such looks usually had.
After the lecture had finally ended, he was so turned on by her attractive looks that he could hear his heart beating in his ears, arousing a few soft laughs from some of his fellow students as they watched him awkwardly jerking away. Those turned into much more noticeable ones as he suddenly realized that he had forgotten most of his stuff behind him, his mind clouded by the erotic haze, and even more awkwardly ran back to his seat to pick them all up.
He was pretty sure that she was laughing as well.
Well, whatever. He'll be putting her mouth to a different task soon enough.
Time passed by surprisingly quickly as he waited for her next to the last stall from the door. He was a bit afraid that it would be as awkward as his jogging back to his seat just was, with his fellow students passing him by, some of them snickering due to not knowing what he was doing there, and the others doing so because they knew that. Thankfully for him, there was almost no one there with him, even before the following lecture had started, and those who were with him here had barely even looked at him.
Nor did he find himself nervously checking his phone every ten seconds, anxiously waiting for her to finally pass through the door, the wait seemingly as endless as those for the results of final examinations. This fact surprised even him, but it was quite understandable. At this point, he simply had enough experience doing this, and no matter how hot she was, no matter how much he wanted to see her on her knees in front of him, and no matter how awkward it might've still been to do this right at the uni, he simply knew what he was doing now and wasn't about to be rattled easily.
And then, exactly at the time he had chosen for her, the door had swiftly opened.
The large, fat tits jiggled wildly as they led her way to the room, completely capturing his attention up until they were right in front of him, and her pretty, softly-smiling face was looking straight into his, which was still peeking out from behind the last stall.
"So, here I am, Mister Pervert," she said mockingly. "In what position would you prefer me?"
"You can still walk away, you know?" he quickly replied, his voice sounding as if he was unsure whether he was supposed to even slightly try to pretend that he actually wouldn't care if she did so. "Also, you don't know my name?"