Staring off into space I was wondering if I could feel any more lost than I did at this moment. The class I was suffering through had to rank as the most boring ones I could ever remember and that includes five plus years of college. Unfortunately it was a requirement for my new job and there was nothing I could do about it. As typical in a situation like this I began scanning the room looking at every female asking myself if she is one that I would like to fuck. As luck would have it not only was the class extremely boring the prospects of a fuck buddy were extremely limited.
The one girl that I had targeted was Laurie who just happened to be sitting at the same table as me. Not being suave or overly sophisticated my attempts at conversation were often awkward and uninteresting. When I was supposed to be contributing to group activities I quite often my mind shifting from work related thoughts to whether or not Laurie shaved her pubic hair, what does Laurie's pussy juices taste like & what would my cock feel like rubbing between her full rounded tits. It would take all the self control I could find to not sneak off to pleasure myself during every lunch break.
The teachers were nice and understanding enough to let us out early on the last day of class. Since none of us wanted to go back to work, a group of us decided that we would head to the local hangout and start kicking back some frosty beers. With Laurie in my sights I convinced myself that I would make every effort to screw her. Managing to stay close, almost invasive of her personal space I was pressing for conversation and pressing to buy her as many drinks as she wanted. As with my recent track record with women Laurie saw right through me and before I could say my next uninspired line she informed me in no uncertain terms that she wanted nothing to do with me in a sexual manner.
Dejectedly I made my way to the bar where most of my classmates were hanging out. Not wanting to be caught doing the walk of shame I tried to nonchalantly mix in with the crowd. I thought that I had done a good job of it when Kara saddled up beside and in a half laughing voice looked at me and said "Crash and burn did you loser?"
Although the words cut a little, playing dumb, although "playing" could be questioned at times, I shot back "What the hell are you talking about?!"
"Captain Clueless! You wouldn't know if a girl liked you if she was sitting on your face!"