"Hm. Looks like she took off. I'll find her though. Now that I know her dirty little secret," Melinda said with a wicked little smirk."
I tensed up and realize I had to move fast before she left. I ran through the doorway to the back room, trying to be as quiet as possible, looked around quickly and decided to knock over a stack of cardboard boxes. They clattered to the ground as I slowly walked back to the doorway and peeked out.
Melinda hesitated at the front door, looked back directly at the back room doorway, and decided to investigate the noise. She cautiously walked toward the door. "Adri, is that you?" she said with a laugh that had a touch of fear in it. I moved over to the back door and quickly opened and closed it, as if somebody had left in a hurry. Melinda came through the doorway and looked around. Seeing no one, she relaxed. "Ha. She thinks she can avoid me," she said with an amused look as she paced over the back door, "I'll just threaten to spread a bit of a rumor about her little activities back here and she'll have to tell me who this guy is."
I flattened myself against the wall, so she wouldn't run into to me as she went for the door through the thin hallway. She missed me by a few inches. Once she passed I crept up behind her, thankful I didn't have my shoes on, till I was close enough. She had her hand on the door handle when I straightened up and grabbed her. I reached around and grabbed either of her elbows and pulled her arms back till I could reach her wrists and grabbed them, quick enough so she couldn't resist. Twisting her arms around back behind her, I pinned her wrists against her lower back and held them there with one hand while reaching up and pushing her forward against the wall. She let out a scream, but no one would be this far back on campus to hear. I was trying not to hurt her but she was by this point realizing what was happening and trying to resist.
Once I had her against the wall, her right arm got free and she tried to throw her elbow back against my side. I dropped my free arm down and blocked it before she could connect with my side. Repinning her arms against her back, I pushed her hard back against the wall to show her not to make another such attempt. Realizing she didn't have the strength to fight me, she stopped trying to wriggle out and stood there breathing hard. She twisted her head back to try and get a look at me, her face full of complete fear. She looked up and down, seeing nothing, but still hearing and feeling my breath. She whispered quietly in a strained, panicked voice "What is going on?"
I held her there for a moment as I tried to catch my breath. She meekly tried to escape my grasp again, but I had a firm grip on her. Her breathing was starting to become more audible and frequent. I imagine being restrained and powerless at the hands of something you can't see is one of the more terrifying experiences someone can have. I leaned my head down and put my mouth next to her ear. "Shhhhhh," I whispered. She caught her breath and quieted, but I could still see her chest heaving up and down.
I trusted myself to speak, believing Melinda wouldn't be able to recognize my voice, as we had never met. I still spoke much lower than normal in an attempt to disguise it. "Calm down Melinda," she took in a short bit of breath at the fact I knew her name. "I have no intention of hurting you unless you force me to," I rumbled, "you may even enjoy what I'm about to do. There's no point in running, you obviously won't know be able to identify me to anybody. Assuming they would actually believe you."
Her body tensed as she recognized what my intentions were. "No!" Her voice was more panicked than before, and she redoubled her efforts to writhe out of my hold on her. "Please no!"
We struggled for a few moments, but she now had no chance of breaking away. I was tired from my episode with Adrienne, but at this point Melinda was merely tiring herself out. After a while she gave up the fight.
"Okay..." she breathed, "Okay, I'll do whatever you want."
There was still uncertainty in her voice. I had a feeling she would make an attempt to get away. But I had her under my power at the moment. I dictated the rules.
I pulled her away from the wall and walked her back into the main room, holding firmly to her arms. I led her to the corner farthest to the door so I could react if she made a move. Releasing her, I turned her around and stepped back. She was magnificent. Her curly brown hair fell to her shoulders, her white shorts came all the way up to her toned thighs, her relatively large breasts were clearly distinguishable through the tight fitting tank top.
But I didn't wish to leave her body to the imagination any longer. "Take your clothes off, all of them. Slowly," I said, still trying to disguise my voice. She was staring at the ground and looked up when I spoke to her, and I caught her making a quick glance at the door. "Don't even think about it," I warned her. She looked me in the eyes quickly before looking down at the floor.
She waited a few moments and then tentatively reached up toward the straps of her top, she pulled them off quickly. "Slowly Melinda," I reminded her. She hesitated and then proceeded. She slipped the tank top over her head and threw it to the side. Her breasts were pouring out of her black bra, "She might have just as well not worn one," I thought. She reached back and unclasped her bra, throwing it aside as well. She reluctantly began to slip off her shorts, to reveal her black panties, apparently matching the bra. She slid the panties down as well and stepped out. She tried in vain to cover herself with her hands.
I stepped forward and grabbed her hands, moving them away and placing them at her side. "It's going to okay Melinda, I promise you'll enjoy this," I said in a calm voice, attempting to reassure her. She looked forward just below my eye level, with a questioning, almost trusting look. Her conversation with Adrienne earlier made me believe she wasn't a shy one, but her reluctance told a different story.
I grabbed her by the shoulders and lead her to a table, urging her to lay down on it. She was beginning to breathe quickly. Once she had laid down I took a moment to gaze upon her. Helpless. I leaned over the table and began to kiss her thigh from the knee all the way up to her pussy. "No, no, please don't," she gasped as I came close to her entrance. Her voice was faltering, she didn't know if she meant it or not. Still moving upward, I kissed her across the stomach until I came up to her breasts. Stopping momentarily to climb on the table and straddle her, I leaned down and took her left breast's nipple into my mouth and began sucking it. That elicited another gasp from her. I kept going, alternating between each nipple while using my hand to knead the opposite breast. She was breathing even quicker now, and I began to hear small moans every so often from her. She didn't want to give me the satisfaction that I was making her body betray her mind.
Once I was sure she was ready, I positioned my once more hardened cock just above her pussy and pushed inside.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," she let out a clearly audible, high-pitched moan. I began to work in and out of her, slowly, going deeper and deeper each time. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes," she began chanting louder and louder as I began picking up speed. Her pussy was beginning to tighten around me and her hips were starting to match my rhythm. She reached up to wrap her arms around me and I felt her pull me into her with each inward thrust. She was starting to want it badly. All her reluctance was gone; she was losing herself in the frenzy. Her chanting was becoming more incoherent. Her moans were becoming high pitched and strained. I looked down at her breasts, heaving up and down with the speed. "Ohhhhh Gooooood!" she screamed.
She tensed and arched her entire body into mine and let out a blissful scream as she hit her climax. The mere sound of her going over the edge was enough to make me orgasm as well. With a long grunt of lust, I thrust into her deeply one last time.
We both relented at the same moment, and I rolled off of her, knowing there was no way I could hold myself up after that. We both lay there for several minutes recovering, breathing hard, the pleasure still running through our veins.
She was the first to speak. "Thank you for that, I've never had it so intense before. I can see why Adri has been so distracted." She chuckled and rolled onto her side and faced me. She felt around and found my chest. Tracing her finger down the center of it, she smiled, "And don't think you shouldn't bring me along when you have a go with her either."
I would certainly keep that in mind.
