I see her around the campus at least two to three times a week. I'm not sure if she's a student like me, or if she works there. Her age is a mystery. I'd love to talk to her, ask her out, but she's about as perfect as a girl can get, in my eyes anyway. No, her being what I want doesn't make it easier, it makes it harder. Hell, I can't even look her in the eyes, let alone smile at her. I wish I could though, smile at her, if I tried to talk to her, I'd become a mumbling idiot.
Every once in a while, I'll see her leaning against the wall, just standing there. Don't know why, doesn't seem to be waiting for anyone. I wonder if she notices that I stare at her? Today she's got on a short skirt. She's got nice legs. I know she's got a nice, tight round ass from those jeans she wears most of the time. But today is the first time I've really gotten to look at her legs. They are as pale as her face and arms. Maybe she'll go outside, a nice gust of wind would tell me if she were a natural red head. Naw, I can't think she'd be brave enough to wear that skirt with no underwear. Lord, wouldn't it be amazing though if she were.
Oh shit, she just caught me staring.
I could be wrong, but I think I saw her smile.
No, no way.
OK, there's the door, almost safe.
"Stop."
That's her, she's talking to me. That means I need to answer doesn't it. "Me?"
She is smiling at me. Wow, what a smile. She's so much prettier up close. "Yes, you. You always watch me, but you never bother to talk to me. Every time I try to catch your eye, you look down and walk away. Why?"
"Uh"
Wrong answer. OK, trying again.
"Cause I've been wanting to ask you out, but have never gotten the nerve. What if you'd frowned at me? I'd rather pretend that you'd be smiling. Like you are now."
"You want to ask me out?"
"Yes"
"Don't look down when you talk to me, look me in the face. You have pretty eyes, I'd like to be able to see them when your are speaking. I don't mind looking up a bit, not for those sparkling eyes."
"Dinner tonight? I mean, can I take you out to dinner tonight?"
"That's so much better!" "Nope, I'm busy tonight."
"Oh. OK. Some other time then maybe."
"There is a lot more to today than just 'tonight' y'know. It is only 9:45 in the morning. Try asking again."
"This class is over at Noon, could we meet up then? Lunch maybe? Or if you’re not into sharing meals, give me a little hint and I'll come up with another idea."
"You looked at me, and you picked an excellent time of the day for me to spend some time with you. I'd love to meet you for lunch. I'll be waiting right here at noon."
What just happened? This is a dream, it must be. The professor must be droning on and I've fallen asleep. I'll wake up with drool on the table in front of me.
Noon, I can wait till noon. Can't I? Sure I can. Wait... Lunch where?
It's a quarter till 12. I didn't know that two hours could pass so slowly. Damn. Now, if I could just get my hands to quit shaking and sweating.
Oh my god. I don't know her name. I never asked for her name. It's ok, it must be, she didn't get mine either. Of course, I didn't offer to tell her.
5 minutes to go. I still don't have a clue where to take her for lunch.
"Hey there cutie. How was the lecture?"
"There was a lecture?"
"I'm only assuming there was."
"Even if there was, I wouldn't have known. All I could concentrate on was if you would really come back. I have no idea where to go for lunch, what you like, or even your name. What is your name anyway?"
"Who needs names? And we aren't going anywhere to eat lunch. You're my lunch. Did I mention I'm leaving tomorrow? No? Well, I am, and I'm not going without a bit of fun. So that's who you are, you are my fun."
As my jaw dropped, she took my hand and started leading me down the hallway.
"Close your mouth for now. I'll tell you when I want you to open it."
I'm not sure if I should be scared that I'm being led away by such an assertive women, or happy about it. From the feel of what's in my pants, I think I'm happy about it.
"So, where are you taking me? Or am I allowed to know that?"
"Do you know where the environmental center is?"
"Of course."
"That's where we are going. I have a key to the observatory. I don't have to turn it back in till I leave the campus this evening."
"Unless of course you'd rather stay outside?" "I'm up for some fun on the little bridge that spans the pond half way along the nature path."
Hey, where ever she wants to go, I'm gonna follow. She wants to have fun IN the pond, I'm up for it. And I really am up for it.
"I like bridges"
"Not scared of getting caught?"
"Probably."
"Bravery in the face of exposure. I like that." "Fine, the bridge it is."
My feet just flew out from underneath me, and I'm now on my back, on the bridge. When did we get to the bridge? Not that I would have noticed where we were anyway. And she's climbed on top of me. I think that means it's OK to touch her. I think my hands would look quite nice around that waist.
"Now, who said you could do that."
Damn, she just pinned my wrists to the planks above my head. Didn't realize she was so strong. Cool. Oh hey, and her skirt rose up when she did it. She is a natural redhead. Could I smile any bigger?
"I'm going to kiss you now. Do not try to move."
Those are lips on my neck, yes they are. Very soft lips. OK, that's a tongue. There is a tongue on my neck, and it's moving towards my ear. Teeth, there are teeth nibbling on my ear. And those pretty, pale hands are still pinning mine down. Wait a minute, did she say don't move? Don't move? She's sitting on me, with no underwear on, and I'm not supposed to move. Fuck that, I'm moving.
"I thought I told you not to move."
"Yeah.... You.... Did"
"Breathing a little heavy are we?" "I haven't even kissed you yet."
I think her lips are getting closer to mine. WOW. If she just keeps doing that to my tongue with her mouth and that to my mouth with her tongue... That's it. The arms are getting free and the hands are touching.
"Go ahead, struggle, I like it." "If you can get them free, you can touch me with them anywhere you want."
