Helping Move to College. A True Story. (names have been changed by request of the girl I helped move)
It all started like any other day, I was sitting around wasting time on my computer on a day off while my fiance went out with her mom for the day, when my phone started ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hey Danny, it's Sarah, is Elizabeth there?"
"No, she's out with her mom and she forgot to take her phone with her."
"Damn, well hey I'll just ask you then, are you busy today?"
"No, not really, whatcha need?"
"Well today is move-in day at the college dorms and I need some help moving all my stuff to my room, I was wondering if you and Elizabeth could come help out?"
I thought about it for a second, "Well, Elizabeth said she'd be gone until late tonight so she probably can't, but I'm just screwing around online today so I'm free if you want."
"Yeah sure, I'd appreciate any help I can get, Chris can't get off work today and neither can my parents, so it's just me today."
"Yup that sounds about par for the course." I said, laughing. Sarah was my fiance's, Elizabeth, good friend and one of her bridesmaids. Chris was Sarah's boyfriend and was never around when she needed any sort of help, and from conversations I'd been overhearing between her and Elizabeth, the relationship was heading downhill in many ways. "Yeah I can come be slave labor for the day I suppose, I don't get out of the house enough anyway, I'll head over to the dorms now."
"Thanks a lot Danny, I owe you."
So I got dressed and hopped in my car to head to the college dorms about 30 minutes away. I was going to the same school so I knew how much space the dorms had, and I just knew Sarah was going to have enough crap to fill most of that space. But, as I had told her, I never get out of the house anymore and I needed to get out and do something, even if it was just helping a friend move.
I got to the dorms and found her car in the back lot, closest to her dorm room, and parked next to her car.
"Hey Sarah, good to see you again." I said as I got out of the car. We were old friends from high school and were in marching band together.
She got out of her car and smiled. "Good to see you too hon, thanks again for coming to help, you probably know how much stuff I've got."
"Yeah, I figured I had my work cut out for me today, but at least I'm out of the house for once."
She laughed at that, she knew how little I was able to get out of the house because of Elizabeth, work, and school. She turned around and leaned over to pop open her car's trunk, and I took the rare opportunity to look over another woman. Sarah had always been in fairly good shape, not super-trim or anything, but just enough meat on her to my liking, I never liked skinny women, I prefer a woman who doesn't focus religiously on her looks and is just herself. Sarah had wide hips, a well-rounded rear, and beautiful double-D breasts. I had always admired her body, and once again I found myself almost wishing I had been able to go out with her back in high school. I had tried, but she never showed any interest beyond being friends, so I accepted her friendship and stopped hoping for more.
"Alright," she said, turning around and moving to the trunk, "grab my computer out of the trunk to start I guess, then we'll start moving the rest up after that."
I grabbed all her computer stuff and starting walking to her dorm room, knowing she'd make me set up her computer and make sure it was working before I could leave. I was surprised when I saw that she had a single-bedroom dorm, most of the dorms were four-bedrooms that you had to share with roommates. "How did you manage to get such a nice room, aren't these hard to get?"
She just smiled her 'dirty little secret' smile I'd seen her use very rarely and said "I went to the registrar's office, took off my top and bra, then gave him a blowjob, that's all."
I rolled my eyes, not truly surprised. "So an old man's dick was worth a better room to you?"
"Hell yes, especially given how little action I've gotten lately, the room was just an added bonus."
Now THAT surprised me, "How little action? You mean you and Chris don't do anything?'