She had been going to the corner of the General Education building to study for a few weeks now. It was a little area near the stairwell with a few comfy sofas and a small coffee table. It was crowded during the day with students studying or just chatting with friends between classes. In the evening, however, it became quiet as a tomb. No one wanted to hang out in an empty classroom building, but Joni found it to be just perfect.
Joni had tried the library, but it was just too stuffy. The smell of musty old books was almost overpowering. In addition, you couldn't count on it being quiet enough to study. The library was just too small for such a large campus. Every available table and chair was being used by people trying to escape the confinement of their dorms.
So every evening, Joni would walk past the library and enter the General Education building and make her way upstairs to her corner. She found the sofas extremely comfortable. She had even dozed off a few times.
Today she just had to get out of her room for awhile. Her roommate was nice, but Joni needed a little time alone sometimes. She grabbed a bottle of water and her laptop and headed off for her little corner of the world. The university had wired all of the buildings for wireless internet, so you could go just about anywhere you wanted and still use your computer.
She settled in on her favorite sofa and booted up her laptop. She was in her comfy clothes today. She had on a warm pair of sweats and a loose sweater. Her long brown hair was pulled up in a ponytail. She kicked off her shoes and tucked her feet underneath her.
Joni fired up her instant messenger and immediately got a reply from her online friend, Tabber.
"What's up?" he asked.
"No studying tonight," she wrote, "I'm just relaxing for a bit."
"So let's get right down to it then," Tabber responded, "have you been a good girl today?"
Joni giggled to herself. Of course she had been a good girl. She'd been in classes all morning and Lisa had been in their room all afternoon. Tabber, for some reason, had always been able to get her talking about sex. The fact that he was an anonymous guy from across the country helped to ease her guard just a bit. Plus, he always seemed to say just the right things.
"I've been so good for so long, I need to be bad for awhile," she typed back.
"Perfect," Tabber responded, "so let's get you naked."
"I don't think so, "she wrote back, "I'm not in my room. I'm in a corner of a building on campus."
"So?" he responded.
"Soooo, I don't think so," she wrote back.
"Joni, Joni, Joni..." he typed, "and here I thought you wanted to be bad."
"Well, I do, but I'm not getting naked in this building," she wrote back.
"All I'm asking is for a little exposed skin," he typed. "Look around and see if you feel safe."
Joni looked around the corner. There were doors to the stairwell and they were both closed. The hallway was empty. The only sound was the gentle hum of the heating system. She smiled to herself as she felt herself getting in the mood.
"Okay, Tabber," she replied, "just what do you want me to do?"
"First, slowly slide your shirt up until just the bottom curve of your breasts is visible," he ordered.
"How did he know I wasn't wearing a bra?" she giggled to herself. She slowly pulled her sweater upwards until just the lower half of her breasts were showing. She always did exactly what he told her.
"Now, tell me honestly," he asked, "are your nipples hard? Are you feeling a little tingle between your legs?"
"Yes." She responded.
"Close your eyes. Pull your shirt all the way up to your neck. Let your breasts out into the open," he told her.
She looked around once more, then closed her eyes. She slowly pulled her sweater up to her neck. Her nipples grew hard immediately. They ached to be touched. She sat there for a full minute before replying to him.
"Ok," she typed back.
