He slipped his arm around her back and his hand moved under the hem of her shirt. Her skin felt warm against his cold, nervous hands. Dave's experience with women was minimal at best, and his mind raced as he thought about what was actually happening. He had a beautiful young woman in his arms, and was scared and excited of what might happen next.
Amanda quickly regained his attention when she ran her hand down his stomach and over the crotch of his tightening jeans. His excitement was very apparent. Her hand caressed his thigh and moved back up to his belt and began to undo it.
Dave's hands had worked their way up her shirt and made their way to her smooth, bra -covered breasts. They felt firm in his hands, but still soft and pliable. He could feel her nipple hardening against the palm of his hand.
“Dave... DAVE!!! Wake up man!!!”, his friend yelled as he punched Dave in the shoulder. “You dozed off man, class is over. Let's go.”
Dave looked up toward the door just in time to see Amanda walk out of the room, glancing over her shoulder and smiling at him as she disappeared.
It was all a dream.
***
Dave was 18, a college freshman.. He had met Amanda briefly when they were both moving into their respective dorm rooms. They lived in the same building. Since moving in three weeks ago, they had run into each other pretty much daily, and shared two classes on their schedules. Both of which were impersonal lecture hall type classes with in excess of 200 students each. Sometimes they walked back from class together and chatted about school and life in general.
Dave had learned that Amanda was a cute, outgoing, intelligent, and most importantly to him, single young woman. Come to find out, they had grown up only two towns apart in the thriving metropolis of metro Detroit. They often talked about home, which they were both now several hours from, and both a little homesick.
Dave had spent his formative years focused on school, and had earned himself a 3.85 GPA by the time he had graduated from high school. Since he spent so much time with his studies, he hadn't really had time to participate in the typical high-school male act of chasing women. He had been out on a few dates, but they never developed into any sort of relationship, and he had never gone beyond kissing and maybe the occasional grazing of a breast over the young woman's shirt before she stopped him. He was a clean slate sexually, and hoped that would change soon.
Amanda was much the same as far as sexual experience. She too devoted most of her time to school, and had not been out on many dates, though she received much attention from the boys at her high school.
***
When Dave got back to his dormitory, he laid down on his bed and fell asleep. He woke up later to realize that he had fifteen minutes to get to the cafeteria before they closed for the evening. He rushed downstairs in hopes that there was some decent food left. When he got to the cafeteria, he loaded up his tray with food and glanced around the room to see if anyone he knew was there so he didn’t have to eat alone. Not seeing anyone he recognized, he made his way to an empty table.
Just before he got to his target table, he noticed that the girl sitting alone at the table next to his intended seat was none other than Amanda. He went up to her and asked her if she would mind if he sat with her.
Amanda's face lit up with a smile when she realized who it was. Dave sat down and began to eat, while talking to Amanda about that day's Psychology lecture. Dave's meal was soon done, and Amanda had his undivided attention. They continued on with small talk for a little while longer, until the cafeteria workers started to kick people out so they could close up.
On their way out of the cafeteria, Amanda asked Dave if he knew of any parties tonight, being that it was Friday and all. Dave's newly forming social circle were not the partying types, so he didn't know of anything happening.
Amanda asked, “Do you want to do something later? Maybe get some coffee or just hang out or something?” Her nervousness was apparent in her voice.
Dave replied, “I'd love to, when do you want to meet up?”
“I'll call you, i need to take a shower and whatnot”
Dave and Amanda parted ways and headed off in the direction of their rooms.
Later on, Amanda called Dave and asked him to come down to her room. He headed down to her room and knocked on the door.
When Amanda answered the door, Dave's jaw almost hit the floor. Whenever he had seen her around campus or in class, she always wore jeans and a t-shirt, her wavy brown hair in a ponytail, her cute yet nerdy glasses framing her big brown eyes. He had always thought she was cute, in that girl-next-door sort of way. Tonight she looked different.
Dave looked through the doorway to see Amanda dressed in jeans as usual, but they were very low on her hips, and very snug in all the right places. Her pink top was tight, with a deep v neck showing off just enough cleavage to catch his eye. Her hair was down for once. She looked beautiful.
“Are you going to come in, or are you just going to stand there and gawk?” Amanda said with a devious smile.
Dave walked into her room and she sat him down on the futon. She sat down close to him and flicked on the TV.
“I don't really feel like wandering around the neighborhood looking for an overcrowded house party. Let's just hang out here and watch a movie, or something.” Amanda said.
