I laugh sometimes thinking about how Jacquie and I were such crazy roommates the four years that we were roommates in college. We both went to a relatively small college in the Midwest that is well known for its economic and business undergrad program. We were both very good students and were given the incentives of in state tuition and guaranteed dorm room in the academically separated campus structure. We had much in common including we were both seventeen when we started college as freshman. We were both fairly shelter growing up about boys and sex. We had both confessed about making out and letting boys touch our breasts and our thighs through clothes but both of us were still virgins.
Jacquie was one of the silliest girls I have ever known. She loved to have a good time and loved to laugh about almost anything. She would always light up a room when she came in and everyone knew her. We quickly became fast friends and began to share all our intimate thoughts about boyfriends and feelings about everything. We both went on birth control pills from the school doctor's office and both found that our periods went away almost completely which was great by us. We had a shower and bathroom in our room but always changed clothes in the bathroom rather than in front of each other.
We frequently combined our clothes when we did laundry as it was ultimately quicker and easier. I noticed that she wore a 34C bra and I wore a 32B. I had always admired her light blond hair and blue eyes. I have deep brown hair and light brown eyes. Both of us weighed around 110lbs and were both around 5'4 inches tall. This allowed us to switch clothes sometimes which none of our friends ever seemed to notice.
It was after a couple months at school that we started a really silly game. One our teachers had timed problems in economics. So we bought a timer to help us practice problems in the allotted time period. The timer was like a pancake with 7 buttons on it. Each of the buttons represented 1 minute, 2 minutes, up to 7 minutes. The timer worked out great and we got very good at managing our time doing test problems. Well one day Jacquie wanted to call her boyfriend to see what time they were going to meet that evening and I was teasing her. She reached over and hit the 1 minute timer and said you have to freeze like a statue for 1 minute I literally froze giggling for one minute as she called her boyfriend and quickly tried to finish the conversation before the timer went off. When it buzzed, I started tickling her toes and she quickly quit the conversation with her boyfriend and hung up. Well that started a whole game of hitting the freeze button with some time period on it when ever we wanted to be silly. At first it was always just a minute and we did it when we got home as we would race through the door and see who could hit it first. Who ever got to it first would freeze the other in a weird position. It was actually really funny.
Jacquie upped the anti one evening when I was lying on my bed talking to my boyfriend. She hit the 5 minute freeze and started giggling as she came over to the bed. I was lying frozen in our typical game when she reached over and undid the lowest button of my button up shirt. She went over and took a drink of her coke and then came back to me and undid another button on my shirt. She went back to her desk took another drink and then came back and undid another button on my shirt. I only had two buttons left. She made fake kisses making fun of me trying to continue my conversation. She undid one more button leaving only one button left. She went and took another drink and then came back and undid the last button as I stayed frozen. She then gently and slowly pulled my shirt back exposing by bra covered breasts and my hard nipples poking up against the thin material. She went back to her desk and just giggled as the timer went off. I ended my conversation as quick as I could and as I hung up the phone as Jacquie burst out laughing and I could not help but to laugh as well. I told her I could not believe that she had done that and she laughed and said she just could not help herself. I warned her she better look out the next time she was on the phone.
Well as luck would have it, that evening she was in pajamas with a button up top when her boyfriend called. As she sat on the bed I hit the 5 minute stop and her eyes got big. She continued to try to talk with him as I rolled my chair over right in front of her. I started to unbutton her shirt from the bottom the same as she had done to me. When I got to the last two buttons I suddenly realized she did not have a bra on. I paused for a minute before I slowed undid the other two and let her shirt just drape over her breasts. I could see much of her cleavage but the shirt covered her nipples. I rolled back to my desk and admired my handy work for a minute or so before the timer went off. She pulled her shirt back together and began to giggle before she got off the phone. Her boyfriend asked why she was laughing and she just said I was being silly.