Tess has been absent from this writer's mind for a while. Requests for her return have been heard but Tess has, as many of you know, a mind of her own. She has just now chosen to return and share a few of her latest escapades. I hope you enjoy them and take them for what they are, adult erotic imagination, nothing more.
"No coeds were harmed in the writing of this story."
When Tess returned from the bathroom, the two girls were laying on Claire's bed, snuggled together. Claire was Kissing Annie's cheek and the fingers of Annie's left hand was stroking back and forth along Claire's thigh. The aroma of sex hung in the air of the small dorm room like the fog of a New Orleans spring morning. You could touch it, almost taste it.
Two days earlier:
It was Wednesday and both Tess and Claire had a day free of classes. The two set at an outside table of "The Bean Bag", a favored morning hangout for students. The day was warm and there was a gentle breeze left over from last night's thunderstorm. Tess sipped a black coffee and watched Claire absentmindedly fiddle with a plastic stirrer as she looked past the other coffee drinkers and toward the street. Tess followed her gaze. Near the corner of the building's brick wall, a tall girl leaned against it, a book clutched to her chest. She had long auburn hair, straight and pulled back into a pony. Her slender legs were clearly visible below the hem of tan shorts and a blue tee was fitted nicely across her small breasts. She was smiling as she talked to a woman Tess recognized; the woman's assistant councilor at the university.
"Nice." Tess whispered jarring Claire from her thoughts.
"What?" She looked at Tess.
"The girl you're admiring." Tess nodded that direction. "Nice." She repeated.
"Who?" Claire acted confused but she was blushing.
"So we going to do that, are we?" Tess said. She patted Claire's knee beneath the table. "You think she's attractive, right?"
"Tess, I." Claire paused.
"Sweetie, there is no crime in admiring someone." Tess smiled at her. "Especially someone that looks like her."
Claire looked down at the table. "Sorry." She offered.
"Don't be." Tess ran her hand along Claire's leg, resting it against her jean covered crotch, Claire's leg twitched. She had not gotten used to Tess touching her so intimately in public.
As the two talked, Tess watched as the girl and the woman parted company and the girl headed back toward the outside seating area. The closer she came, the cuter she appeared to Tess.
Tess's toe slowly pushed an empty chair into the isle just as the girl was passing. The girl paused. "Thought you might be looking for a seat." Tess smiled at her. She waved casually across the patio. "Sort of crowded."
The girl looked around. "Yea." She smiled. "It is."
As she sat down, Tess said. "This is Claire." She nodded sideways. "And I'm Tess."
"Annie." She replied as she looked back and forth at both girls and a grin slowly appeared on her face. "So why did you offer me a chair?" She asked.
Tess looked at Claire. "Well, this one was ignoring me completely and watching you so intently that I thought this might be the only way I could be part of the, well, whatever this is."
The girl was blushing. She looked at Claire. "I don't understand." But she was smiling.
"Isn't it obvious?" Tess said.
Claire inhaled deeply. "Tess, please."
"Yes, yes, I think maybe this girl has a fondness for tall pretty brunettes." Tess said.
"So it's true?" Annie whispered.
"Aw crap." Claire blurted and quickly covered her mouth.
Tess just grinned.
"Well, it's not like it's some sort of secret." Annie said. "I mean more than one person has said that you two are, or might be, an item, maybe?"
Tess smiled. "Well, if that's true, it's obviously not a platonic one." She smiled at Annie and squeezed Claire's leg again. "Not saying it is, mind you." Tess added. "I just hate gossip. Don't you?"
"Anyway." Tess stood and looked at Claire. "I need to hit the books. You two have a nice visit."
Claire started to object when Tess leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. She turned her head without straightening and winked at Annie. "If I was you, I would buy this one a cappuccino before someone else does." Tess strolled toward the street imagining the conversation that might follow.
Two hours later:
When the door to the dorm room opened, Claire appeared in the form of a sheepish grin. She came in and closed the door to find Tess in her bed reading a magazine and wearing a baggy tee and boxer shorts. Her knees were drawn up providing a resting place for the mag. "So?" Tess said and waited.
But Claire came in and sat on her bed and smiled. "I think she might be gay."
"Well, sorry to disappoint." Tess said.
"Aw." Claire pouted. "Hey, how would you know?"
"Gay-Dar Sweetie." Tess smiled at her. "Never fails."
"How can you be sure?" Claire asked.