We all stood at the front of the lab, passing along a stack of papers to one another.
"You will be assigned a partner for the semester, there will be no requests for changes, please do not beg that you be paired with your fraternity or sorority buddies. That's all I will say about this. Now head to your assigned tables and open you course syllabus to page 3." The bespectacled 60 year old professor flipped the pages of the print out along with the rest of the class.
I began to open mine to read a table of class participants, my name was next to another's "Lauren Shellstein - Table 6".
'Oh I hope she's hot...but also a good partner...but also hot!'
I started scanning the room, there was a group of blond haired women at the opposite end of the classroom. Maybe she was one of them? They all looked attractive but weirdly similar. The people around me started gravitating towards their assigned tables and I followed along.
As I walked towards my table the blonds went further away from me, 'Damn' I thought. I reached "Table 6" and dropped my bag on top and turned to face the front of the classroom. A body walked behind me and a green Jansport landed next to my bag along with an outstretched hand.
I turned and saw a dark curly haired woman in front of me. My hand reached out to hers, "Eli."
Her hand was small but firm. She wore a rainbow striped long sleeve shirt with denim overalls that hid her figure. But her olive skin and green eyes caught me by surprise. She wore a bright red lipstick that drew my eyes to her lips.
My focus was disrupted by the authoritative tone of the professor.
"Today you will be working with titrations, now one partner come up and get your chemicals while the other one readies the beakers."
"Umm..." I wasn't of the mind to bark out any orders to this stranger in front of me.
"I will go get the chemicals, think you can get the apparatus together?" Lauren's confidence was hard to miss, but her faint smile was just noticeable.
"Yeah...yeah that works for me?" I was taken aback and she turned around to go to the front. My eyes drifted down and caught some outline of her ass in those overalls. I didn't have much to work off of but the way she carried herself was more than enough for me.
'God I am a pig' I thought as I prepared the work table for something not even remotely sexy...chemical reactions, 'Maybe Lauren and I will have our own reaction later...'
I felt my consciousness wack me over the head with a rolled up newspaper, 'No shitty puns!'
By the time Lauren got back I had everything assembled and the lab instructions laid out.
"Oh, always good to see a man who knows what he's doing." Lauren said to me.
I swallowed the pulse of sexual desire, "I was a test tube baby, so I was born and raised in the Pyrex"
Lauren laughed, "This is going to be a fun semester Eli..."
Over the next two months Lauren and I became friends in lab and towards the end of the semester she invited me over one night to finish up a lab report. We had fun in lab and even got lunch together a few times after lab but nothing serious. Lauren was just a friend.
I came to her apartment that night with that same opinion in mind as I knocked on here door. Lauren opened the door to her apartment, "Want to drink and draw conclusions?"
She was wearing a tight fitting black turtleneck that accentuated her breasts. Over the semester she had worn a variety of bohemian or alternative clothes. She wasn't stacked with 34F boobs or anything big but I had grown to appreciate how pretty she was.
"What's the methodology?"
"Rum and coke." She smirked, I returned the same smile.
We settled down with our laptops and cranked through the report, making good headway until we came to formatting the file.
"Each time I put the picture in the document it keeps messing up the rest of the report!" I exclaimed, running my hands through my hair I gave up and took a healthy swig of the sweet booze concoction.
"Here let me see it dum dum." Lauren grabbed my laptop with focused precision but her confidence laden face fell away to confusion, "Ok there must be something screwed up in the formatting section, let just google this.."
"This is why we should just use latex." I bemoaned.
"No, takes away from the fun of it." Lauren shot me a glance.
"Is that a sex joke Lauren??" I jabbed her.
"It is Eli, can't you take a clue?" She laughed at me, but I sensed just a bit of annoyance. I let it slide though, I wasn't sure how to interpret what she had just said to me...I was a bit attracted to her but she wasn't my normal type.
Lauren continued her typing but her face changed dramatically to one of shock, followed by hysterical laughing.
"What's so funny Lauren?"
She didn't stop laughing for at least a minute leaving me to just look at her in total confusion before she swiveled my laptop back towards me with a porn video playing.
"Wha.what what oh shit!" My face turned beet red. I grabbed at my laptop but Lauren pulled it from me, "Why did you pull up porn??!!"
"I started to search for page break solutions but as SOON as I typed the letter "P" all of these recent history pornhub videos popped up!!"
"That's private!" I tried to reach for my laptop and my hands were slapped away.
"You have exquisite taste Eli! From "hot teen gets railed by three guys" to what the shit is this? College book bang? Is that a library sex thing or a reading club for skanks?" Lauren was relishing in her critical questions of me.
"I...I..." I struggled to gather any sort of defense to Lauren's onslaught, there was nothing I could do but see my self respect get taken to the back of the wood shed.
"I mean, wow." Lauren turned the screen to show a scene with a woman being double penetrated while sucking on a third cock, "how does she even fit that all in!! Those are fake moans you know that Eli. No-one could possibly like that!" Lauren continued to laugh as she lectured me.
"Well I mean of course it's not real!"
"Ok, now this one though, this is good." Her laughter subsided as she switched over to another video I had watched, something tagged as female friendly. The scene showed a man and woman making love passionately on a couch, the man humping into the vixen who stared longingly at her lover. Lauren let out a breath subtly, "This is how it should go Eli, it should be smooth, gentle...well doesn't always have to be gentle.." I saw her bite her lip, her chest move up again against her black sweater.
Something about this had my heart beat increasing, was it the porn or was it watching this with Lauren? Or seeing Lauren in a different light?
"Are you getting turned on by this Lauren?" I asked gently, my voice trembled as her name left my lips.
Lauren turned her face from the laptop screen and looked at me. Her hair hung to one side, her eyes looked right at mine. I saw her look at me in a way I hadn't seen before or at least one that I hadn't noticed until tonight. Was I just turned on or was some special moment happening? I didn't know if what came next was right or wrong but it just came to me.
"Do you want to make out?"