This story is posted on Literotica.com. The story is heavily inspired by the works of other Literotica authors, such as TheTalkMan, en_extase, seducedHylas, WaddleBuff and TemptedOne; it involves cheating, seduction and betraying one's significant other. If you're not into these themes, I advise you not to read further.
As a side note, this is my first erotic story ever, and I'm always looking forward to increasing my skills as a writer. So please feel free to leave constructive criticism, it is greatly appreciated.
Enjoy the story.
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"Check out that guy."
Hearing this Kate turned her head like a wolf that had caught the scent of a rabbit. The corridor of the Natural Science Building was packed with people; university students going on with their everyday life. Some returning from early lunch, some hurrying to catch a nap between lectures, and some even during. There were people of different ages, sizes and ethnicities, but Kate didn't have to wonder for a second whom Michelle was referring to.
Across the corridor there stood a man, not far in his twenties, just emerged out of a classroom, shoving books into his backpack. He was average height and had his dark brown, medium-length hair cascading over his hipster glasses. He was wearing jeans and a polo shirt, and overall seemed like an ordinary science student. What struck out to Kate was how even though he was cute in a nice-boy sort of way, he could also be described as 'ruggedly handsome'. Even though his choice of clothing couldn't get him on the front cover of Vogue, Kate could tell that he liked to keep his body in shape. As he hugged to his backpack with one arm and held on to his book with the other, she could catch a glimpse at his slightly bulging biceps. He was too busy with his book to notice the girl staring at him, but Kate had already seen more than she needed to.
"He's a real cutie", Kate said turning back to Michelle.
"Just a cutie?" asked Michelle, giving her the sly eye.
"Alright, stop before you even get started" Kate said, not being able to hold back a giggle.
"But if all science students were like him, we'd come here more often for sure."
"So why don't you go introduce yourself? Have a little chat."
"I dunno, he's cute but he hardly seems like my type."
Michelle let out a laugh after Kate's latest statement and said:
"That's not the Kate I remember seeing last Friday down at the bar. If memory serves, she wasn't being too picky about 'guys not being her type'".
This made Kate's face turn red for a moment, after which she regained her composure.
"Alright, you aren't Miss Selective yourself either, or do I need to remind you of last St. Patrick's Day? Or should I call the team themselves and let them refresh your memory?"
This, in turn, made Michelle turn red and glancing around in case anyone had heard. Kate burst out into laughter.
"But you're right. I wouldn't mind waking up next to him one hangover-filled morning."
The man was still unsuccessful with his attempt at putting away his book. The backpack's opening turned out to be only slightly wider than the book, and using only two hands made the matter more difficult. The imp that was frustration got heavier on his shoulders, and a nugget of an idea of ditching university for the sake of not having to store away this book was growing larger. Hunching over his backpack, he let out a defeated sigh.
"Need a hand?"
He looked up. What he saw next made him momentarily forget how to properly close his jaw. A stunning blonde, shorter than him by not more than ten centimeters, had appeared before him. She was looking at him quizzically, her long, blonde hair running along the curves of her blouse top, not ending until reaching her lower back. Her red, pillowy lips had formed a subtle smile, and her brown eyes were locked into his. The man, getting over the first sight of this beauty before him, instantly straightened his back and said:
"Thanks, but I think I got it."
Kate visibly gazed at his hand that was still holding on to the book.
"Doesn't seem like it."
The man tried to hide a face of embarrassment. Kate reached towards the man's bag.
"Here, let me hold that for you."
Kate tugged at the backpack, spreading the opening wide. The man took notion and effortlessly slid his book inside.
"Thanks," the man said with a slight embarrassment in his voice.
"Don't mention it. Kate," Kate said offering her hand.
"Mike," he said, taking her hand in a handshake.
Mike couldn't not notice how soft and warm her hand felt, like silk around his palm. Kate, in turn, was surprised by his firm grip, not letting her hand slip even by accident, but soft and caring enough to not hurt her at all.
"How come I haven't seen you around here before?" he asked.
By now the handshake had lasted a few second more than what was socially normal, but Kate didn't want to let go of his manly touch.
"I don't usually come here. My studies are over at the Social Science Building, but they were renovating it today so our classes were changed here," Kate said.
By now, Mike was about to get lost in her bright, brown eyes. He quickly recovered his thoughts and retracted his hand.
"So you're a social science major?"
"Yes. Psychology to be precise. What about you?"
"Organic chemistry".
"A chemistry nerd, huh? Can't say I run into you guys very often, especially ones as fit as you," Kate said with a hint of flirt in her voice.
Mike let out a small laugh and relaxed his composure a bit.
"Well, I like keeping myself in basic shape. Wouldn't like to get too elastic now, would I?"
Kate giggled. This Mike was not only good-looking, but also able to make her laugh. She was happier about the course of this conversation by the second.
