The fall season was just getting started. Students returning to school from their summer breaks. Mark, a 23-year-old college student didn't have much in terms of ambitions. He was still trying to navigate life while working at the local hospital as a transporter. He liked the job as he enjoyed talking to patients and making friends across the hospitals vast complex of departments and units. The constant hustle across the large complex kept his 6-foot frame in fairly good shape. which Mark like because he hated the gym. The job also allowed him to work odd hours in order to take classes at the local junior college.
Mark was gearing up for another semester. He decided to focus more on healthcare-based courses. Seeing all of the various professions in healthcare had given some direction on a career path. Perhaps a nurse or a physical therapist. All of these professions required basic courses like anatomy and physiology, medical terminology, psychology, etc.
One of Mark's favorite stopping points at the hospital was the pediatric unit. His friend Jenny was an administrative person at the front desk. Jenny was 21, about 5'4, brown eyes and light brown skin, no more than 120 pounds. She had a plain look about her, never wearing much makeup. She kept her long, straight brown hair tied back for work. She wore a long-sleeve shirt under her scrubs to stay warm in the cold hospital environment, keeping her 32B breasts concealed from view, maintaining an element of modesty.
Mark found that he had a lot in common with Jenny. Like Mark, Jenny was still figuring life out. She also attended the local junior college and was looking into healthcare careers. Through casual conversation Mark had found out that he and Jenny were enrolled in the same anatomy and physiology course for the fall term. They instantly formed a bond over this fact. To save a few bucks on gas and parking, Mark and Jenny decided to carpool to class earlier that week.
"Hey!" Mark said to jenny as he leaned over the counter of her desk, peering at her busy hands sorting paper for patient charts.
"Hi!" Jenny responded.
"Are you ready for class tomorrow?" Mark inquired of Jenny.
"Not really, I hear the professor is kind of a hard one," Jenny responded.
"Well, we will get through it, we should probably set up a study group as soon as possible," Mark said.
"Yeah, I agree. Okay, I'll pick you up at 9am for class at your apartment," Jenny said.
"It will be a fun semester!" Mark said as he dropped off the patient chart he had stopped by to pick up on his way to the lab, disappearing around the hallway entry.
Mark went on with his duties for the day, finishing his shift a few hours later. He headed home to his apartment a few blocks away.
His apartment was decent in size, as he shared it with two other guys that he knew from his high school days. His two roommates had evening jobs, so he would often have the place to himself as they worked.
He spent most of his time watching TV, listening to music, studying, and the occasional porn flick.
Mark was between girlfriends at the moment. He had just broken up with his first serious relationship since high school only a few weeks prior. She was younger than Mark and new to college. She decided she wanted to pursue other guys at her university and felt his junior college was a little low brow for her tastes. It was just his kind of luck. He wasn't unattractive at 6' tall, blue eyes, brown hair, 180 pounds, average build. However, he didn't seem to find a lot of success with girls. His recent girlfriend was also his longest relationship, lasting just under a year.
***
A few weeks into anatomy and physiology, class was going well. They were studying the muscular system and related movements of the body. The class content was indeed difficult and was only getting more challenging by the day. The professor liked his pop-quizzes and went through a lot of material each session as he was extremely detailed. To help cover the material in a more effective way, Mark and Jenny decided to form a study group, meeting in the evenings at Marks apartment. Marks apartment was the best location because it was quite and free from other distractions. The study group was about a half-dozen students to start. However, as time in the semester progressed, members of the group began to thin as they were falling behind in class and needed to drop.
By mid-terms, only Mark, Jenny and Sam remained. Jenny attributed their success to the commitment of their study group.
Sam had a lot in common with Jenny, and they got along very well. They were becoming good friends over the semester, eventually hanging out with Jenny and Mark beyond the study group. Eventually, the group wanted to plan a Saturday just hanging out at the apartment complex enjoying some barbecue, playing various games.
Sam had married his high school sweetheart, Amanda. They had been married for 2-years after dating off and on since their junior year in high school. Jenny knew that Amanda was already lonely from Sam being at the apartment so much and studying for class.
"Why don't you bring Amanda over?" Jenny asked at the study session.
"I don't know. I guess I didn't want to overstep my invitation," Sam responded.
"Never! I expect to finally meet this girl you have been hiding for the past few months this weekend," Jenny responded.
It was Saturday afternoon, Mark and his roommates had already been hanging out, Jenny had arrived earlier in the day. Jenny liked hanging out at the apartment, as she still lived at home with her parents. Having the apartment as a hangout to avoid their strict rules about boys, drinking, and general college life. Over the semester, she was spending more and more time there. She even began to help with the groceries, dinner with the guys, and doing the dishes. Mark and his roommates liked having the help and food other than Ramen soup.
Eventually, the doorbell rang. It was Sam and Amanda. Jenny rushed to the door, excited to meet Amanda for the first time. Jenny greeted both Sam and Amanda with a hug, welcoming them into the apartment. Amanda was 22, 5'6. She had deep blue eyes and dirty blond hair. Her 36DD breasts were well tucked into her t-shirt, complementing her 150-pound frame. She had a mature look about her, especially when next to Jenny, who looked like she could still be in high school. Like Jenny, Amanda didn't really wear much makeup and kept her look simple.
While Sam and the guys cooked the food, Amanda and Jenny got to know each other. They were instantly friends. Amanda didn't really have much of a social life outside of Sam. She didn't have a car of her own as she and Sam didn't have much money. She spent most of her days going to the local technical college to learn how to become a massage therapist, which was an interest to Jenny. The rest of the time, she spent studying or hanging out at home. She was glad to be with Sam for the evening, finally getting out of the house for a social event for almost a month.
***
Over the next few months, Sam and Amanda would come over frequently, hanging with the group. Of course, by the end of the semester, Amanda and Jenny were best of friends.
It was during the holiday break the Mark began to see the cracks in Sam and Amanda's marriage. The money issues were beginning to take a toll on the couple. Mark had most of the control because he was the only one working while Amanda went to school. He also had the car. This often-left Amanda isolated. Sam didn't understand why Amanda needed to go to school for therapy. He didn't exactly like the idea of her making her own money.
Her relationship with Jenny was refreshing because Jenny had no issues driving Amanda around and Amanda had someone she could socialize with. However, it still didn't hide their marriage troubles. Sam was also so focused on everything else, it had been months since he and Amanda had any sex. They were, at best roommates.
When at home, Amanda would often try to fill the void by watching porn and masturbation. However, it felt cold and lonely at times.
As Sam and Amanda became more frustrated with their marriage, Sam began to distance himself from the group. He would still come over occasionally. However, it was mostly Jenny and Amanda that would hang out at the apartment. Of course, any argument would leave Jenny taking Amanda's side, further frustrating Sam.
***
Spring was in the air, the temperature beginning to warm from the cold winter. Jenny and Mark were in their second anatomy and physiology course while Amanda was beginning the final phase of her massage therapy program. Sam continuing to distance himself as grew even more bitter with Amanda and her success in class.
It was a warmer spring day, so the group decided to take a plunge in the pool at the apartment complex. It would be a much needed break from the day to day hustle. Jenny and Amanda provided snacks for the guys.
Jenny was wearing a one-piece blue swimsuit that matched her conservative look.
Amanda wore a simple two-piece. Although she traditionally dressed conservatively, she was not shy about her body. She mostly liked to be comfortable and not deal with boys picking up on her. Today was different. She was around friends and felt comfortable showing a little skin. Her 36DD breasts filled her top, providing ample cleavage for the boys to enjoy.
"Wow, check out those hotties!" one of Mark's roommates yelled out as the girls walked out to the pool.
Mark had noticed Amanda's figure before, but this was the first time he really had an unobstructed view. Mark found himself feeling slightly flustered by Amanda. Perhaps he was a little attracted?
As Amanda sat onto the lounger by the pool, Mark allowed his gaze to follow her curvy figure from her waist to her breasts, watching her bikini top straps strain under the weight. His eyes focused on her body until Amanda's eyes fixed on his as she caught him looking at her. In embarrassment, he shamefully looked down, knowing she had seen him.
As he tried to walk away, she said, "what yah doin' Mark?"
"Oh, nothing, just seeing if you two ladies needed anything," Mark mumbled back.
"Is that all you are seeing?" Amanda asked as Jenny giggled next to her.
"Um, yeah... Sorry," Mark apologized, knowing full-well both girls had caught him red-handed.
"That's okay, we don't mind," Jenny interjected, giggling again with Amanda.
"Get us a drink!" Amanda demanded.
