Sorry but there is no sex in this one. It's my first attempt and hope you like it.
This story starts 3rd week of the 1st semester of my 3rd year at university as Stacey comes up and sits her lovely as down at my table while I'm sitting having a study lunch between classes.
I'm Don Hartley and I got here a little later than most students 4 years later but hey some of us take longer than others to realize that you have to get the degree to get the money.
I graduated high school and was just happy to see the end of it. Went out got a job working for a high tech private computer guy and he taught me everything about computer, networks, network wiring programming networks, wireless etc.
The only problem is I did the grunt work, got paid peanuts and he made the money. Don't get me wrong I appreciated everything he taught me but I knew you couldn't survive on o $15 per hour and after many heart to heart talks with top guys in the field I was convinced that my future needed a degree.
I in one of the best tech schools enrolled with a purpose. Get top marks and a degree and make them pay and so far I'm succeeding top 3 in the class every time,
This leads back to where we started and why the hottest sexiest woman in school is sitting at my table,. Stacey is 5'8' 36 24 34 and the 36 is solid 36CC and every guy in school wants a piece of this girl and a lot have been getting it.
Her daddy pays the freight and he has run out of patience get the marks up or she ends up back at daddy's factory doing secretarial work.
3 weeks into this class semester and She's on the verge of flunking out or fucking out which ever way you want to put it. Which is why she needs to talk me into tutoring her.
She doesn't know I am aware of all this, one of my friends gave me the heads up, so I made it my business know how much leverage I would have and how far I could push.
Stacey starts to sell me on this tutoring thing by telling me she needs some help with her studies and how since I don't have much of a social life I would gain greatly just by associating with her and her friends. How she would improve my image and how my lifestyle would improve by having access to her entourage, people she knows who are the in people with money and contacts and so on and so on.
My answer "No"
I don't need someone distracting me.
She offers up again.
So I simply reply there's nothing in for me, so forget it.
For 3 days solid every lunch she's back trying again.
Figuring I'd scare her off I offered her a deal.
First the deal is for 2 years, till she graduates, no interruptions except when school is out for Christmas (if she goes home) or summer holidays (if she goes home) otherwise no exceptions.
Deal is terminated if she breaks any of the rules.
Rules
First she will have to agree to move in and live with me, co-habit exclusively.
No parties
No outside sex
She will be responsible for maintaining the apartment, cooking, cleaning and all the household chores that go with it.
no drugs or any other nonsense.
She will study a minimum of 3 hours per day adjustable as the marks improve.
She flips out and says no way.
This is fine with me.
She storms off again.
I work 2 nights a week plus Saturdays computer consulting and sometimes even more if there is an emergency I log over 20 hours on a normal week, get paid nicely. I maintain a 1 bedroom apartment furnished and comfortable not some student's flop house and I don't need disruption, besides she's the one who needs the help not me.
Here we are with a new week and guess who's back.
She wants to negotiate:
She finds it impossible for me to think that she will live with me,
Or having sex with me and particularly be exclusive with me and give up her jocks on the football team.
Who do I think I am? Thinking I could even stand up to these hunks.
I tell her I insist she live with me because I won't chase her to teach her, plus I insist on exclusive because I don't want her near me if she's stoned or high on something or blowing me off cause she has a date. Enough bull, I finally said get lost and don't bother me.
Wednesday brings her back, she is persistent if nothing else.
When she didn't offer up anything different except to say that she doubted I could keep up with the guys she was having sex with, I simply replied that it would give something to teach me then.
Finally she agreed to it was decided she could move in Sunday, I told her I'd move her in Friday after class so she could start studying Saturday while I was at work.
First though she would need to go to the doctors and get thoroughly checked out because there would be no sex of any kind till she was cleared. I didn't trust the guys she was screwing and I didn't want any part of the nasty things they could have given her.
That sent her into a fit so I casually said I'd pick her up at 3:30 pm. After her last class and take her to the clinic myself.
She had stormed off, but when I pulled up to take her to the clinic she got in the car.
The test results were clean although she did have a yeast infection that needed to be treated. What upset her most was having to abstain from sex till we moved in together and then it was exclusive with me or she would get her walking papers.
This woman had a hard time believing that every male on campus wasn't hers for the asking and wasn't going to worship the ground she walked on.
We moved her in and got started.
I worked Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday so one on one time would be short those nights but she would get extra studies which I would go over with her the day following.
Groceries she could do on Saturday, along with the laundry.
I didn't push sex the first night figured Saturday evening would give us more time but soon found time wasn't a concern with her she wanted it hard and fast and often, so that's how we went at it.
Things moved along for 3 months and then she came to me with a proposition, There was a big party She wanted to go to, the guys all wanted her there and she was exited. They told her she would be the center of attention and so on, and they had missed her terribly and really needed for her to be there.
I replied fine go pack your bags and you can go.
This got a funny look from her, so I followed up with your marks have been getting better but that doesn't seem to matter so cancel the deal and go back to the dorm.
She came back with but they want me there, we can go.
I finally said look all the guys want you, if there are 20,000 guys in this school how many of them do you think would want you...... well take away the gays probably 19,500 so what makes you think this is so special.
If you lack self esteem that much you don't need to fuck all the guys, you need a shrink. Now get the fuck away from me and don't come back!
That woke her up somewhat and it was the last time we had a problem with sex and parties.
The only problem that came up was at Christmas when she went home to her parents. I had to work over the holidays installing a new system in a local insurance company and wouldn't be able to get away.
She asked about that and I just replied that it would be her conscience to deal with if she couldn't behave cause sooner or later she would have to behave like an adult and not screw the first cock she came in contact with. She knows the rules and respect is achieved when a person behaves without having to be told to.
I worked my tail off got a nice paycheck and bonus from the work and even got invited to the insurance companies Christmas party as a result of them feeling guilty for keeping me away from my family and girlfriend, For that part Stacey and I talked most every night and I even gave her some studying to do while gone.
She got back a couple of days before school started and tried to fuck me to death so I can only hope that she was respectful of us.
For the rest of the year things were much the same day to day stuff, till summer hit she didn't know what to do. Her parents wanted her home but she knew that much time away wasn't to good.
She left for home right after school got out but showed up back at home 2 weeks later. She got her father to put in a word with a friend of his and got her a job locally so we could stay together.
Things from here on were looking up, we got into our last year I had worked hard and was 1st or 2nd on every test. Stacey has improved her marks tremendously over 20% increase and graduation only 1 month away.
It was at this time that she came to me and gave me the, we need to talk? statement.