“Kind of, but you don’t have much choice unless you want to take summer classes,” she explained.
“No! No-no!” I said, drawing the line. “I’m going to Cancun this summer.”
“Must be nice,” she said.
“You should totally go,” I encouraged. “Beautiful beaches, bars on the beach--- It’s lots of fun.”
“I actually can’t afford it and I’m going to summer school.”
“Should you really be tutoring if you’re going to summer school?”
“I’m going voluntarily so I can get ahead for next year,” she explained.
“There’s a voluntary summer school?”
“Will you please stop joking around?” she begged. “We have a lot to cover.”
“Who’s joking around? I honestly didn’t know!”
“You honestly don’t know things because you don’t study!”
“You are so tightly wound, Amy,” I said, putting my hand on her leg. “You gotta relax.”
“Whoa,” Amy said laughing nervously. “What is that?”
“What is what?”
“You just touched my leg.”
“I was being friendly.”
“Uh-huh,” she said suspiciously. “I read that physical contact with women is an important part of courtship rituals.”
“Jesus, did you just really say that? Listen to how that sounds. You almost don’t sound human. Like you’re an alien visiting this planet for the first time or something.”
“Look, I have a boyfriend,” she said unconvincingly.
“Really, what’s his name?”
She hesitated. God, this was too easy.
“Okay, I don’t have a boyfriend,” she relented. “But, we have to study.”
“Can’t we take a break?”
“We haven’t even started!”
“Okay, let’s do another fifteen minutes of studying---“
“Another?”
“---and then we’ll take a break. Fair?”
To get me started at this point, Amy relented. She opened her book and started telling me about all the chapters I missed in Biology. Even though she was a math major, she seemed to be able to compress things down to a few sentences where I could understand them easily. It was like she did all the work in the class and was giving me really good cliff notes.
When she ran to the bathroom, I read a chapter about reproduction. It was pretty basic stuff. I had heard a lot of it back in high school, but I didn’t pay attention much there either. Still, it was kind of impressive. I read that chapter with a new kind of perspective on it. Amy’s words were actually getting through my thick skull.
I still wanted to do her, though.
While she was in the bathroom, I adjusted the table and chairs a little bit. If we were going to get grabby, we had to be careful in the library. It didn’t have cameras, but students and professors sometimes drifted up here silently. I mean, I wasn’t the first guy to try to get with a girl up here, but you had to use common sense. You didn’t want to be in the middle of fingering your date and have the elevator doors open up.
I had the table and chairs in the perfect position for that. I could get at her goodies and even continue to finger her, while anyone could walk by at a distance and not notice. Now it was all about closing the deal. There was definitely an attraction here, but Amy was one of those reluctant girls. If she wasn’t a virgin, she was probably still pretty inexperienced. It was going to take a subtle hand.
She came back from the bathroom and before she sat down, I asked her for a clarification on some word. When she bent over to look, I pretended to accidentally pull the book away from her, so she tilted forward and then lost her balance. She ended up on top of me, laughing and I caught her in my arms.
Our eyes met and I have to say, I was really taken by her. There was something about Amy’s blue eyes that could get you lost in. I guess it was because she was so smart. There was a lot of brain behind those eyes. Our laughing suddenly stopped and we were just staring at each other and then, we started kissing.
She was on top of me and I let the book fall to the floor. Amy’s body was hot--- Like temperature hot. It was like making out with an electric blanket. Her body’s heat made me burst out into a sweat. Amy didn’t hesitate either. The flood gates were open and she was jamming her tongue as far into my mouth as she could. She rubbed my chest and arms and grabbed the back of my head.
I started kissing her neck and down to her ample cleavage. Then I brought my hand slowly up her thigh. I could feel her stockings and then when they stopped under her black skirt. I enjoyed the bare flesh of her inner thigh with my palm as I opened her legs more for better access to her honey pot.
Her panties were already wet. I expected panties. Amy was a good girl, after all. Maybe one of the sorority girls would’ve gone commando, but not Amy. She started breathing heavy as I rubbed her snatched through the silken cloth.
“Oh, God!” she gasped quietly.
She kissed me hard again, biting my lip a little. I had a rock-hard boner in my pants which was pushed back against my stomach. It was a little uncomfortable, but also incredibly pleasurable. I had to concentrate not to cum in my pants right there.
I slipped a finger in under the panties and felt the warm moisture of her box. God damn, it was so hot! I’ll bet steam shot out when I moved the panties aside. She kissed me hard to muffle her own moans of pleasure and she moaned hard as I slipped a finger inside.
At this point, I don’t know who was more out of control, me or her. God damn. This chick went from zero to 100! I kept fingering her with my middle finger and she grinded on it as hot pussy juice ran down my hand and on the chair. She was quietly whining in pleasure and tried to muffle everything now by biting my neck. I slipped a second finger in and she bit down kind of hard. That was definitely going to leave a mark!
The muffled squeals got louder and louder as I flicked her clit with my thumb and fingerbanged her as fast as I could. Finally, she let out an orgasm and squealed loud enough that just about anyone in the library and the adjoining buildings could hear. This suddenly shook her awake.
“Oh, my God!” she whispered. “What the hell am I doing?! What have you done to me?”
“Calm down,” I said. “Amy, I’m really into you. Seriously.”
“I have to leave,” she said hurriedly grabbing her things.
“But what about studying?”
She looked at me and I put my wet fingers in my mouth. I licked them. The taste was sweet and salty. Like potato chips, I couldn’t stop at one. For a second, it looked like she might come back, but she rushed out of the library.
Much to her credit as a tutor, I picked up my book and finished the chapter.
Chapter 6:
Amy
I couldn’t believe what I had done. Jesus, I practically threw myself at him! What was I thinking? The Dean would be so disappointed if he ever found out. Plus, my recommendation? Forget it!
Traveling back to my room, I took the most covert, back-entrance way. I was soaked between my legs and I could feel it in my panties, nylons, and skirt. Fortunately, the round-about way I took to get to the fire exit, almost no one ever walked. I slipped inside the dorm and was back inside my single before anyone saw.
Quickly, I tore off all my clothes, put on my bathrobe and rushed down to the shower. I saw some of the other girls in my dorm and I just pretended I slept in. Twenty minutes later, I was washed and refreshed. My clothes and my secret shame, had been squirreled away safely in my hamper. But, just to be sure, I decide to do a load of wash.
It was the middle of the day, so no one was using the laundry room. It was kind of nice in the dorm. Normally, it was jammed packed with people going in and out during dinner or whatever. But in the middle of classes, the place was mostly a ghost town.
With thirty minutes to kill, I went back to my room, locked the door behind me and called Riley. She’d be the one to talk to about this. She had way more experi
ence with men than I did.
“Hey, Amy, what’s up? I’m here with Drew and he’s trying to walk!”
“Oh, that’s so cute! Is he doing it?”
“Just about! You should come over and see!”
“Maybe later. I have a problem though,” I began.
“What is it?”
“You know those O’Connor brothers I’m supposed to tutor?”
“Yeah.”
“I made out with one of them in the library.”
“Oh, my God, Amy!” she laughed. “You’re supposed to be tutoring them. What are you teaching them?!”
“Well, he was taking a biology course…”
“Yeah, in your anatomy!” she laughed. “Which brother was it?”
“Killian.”
“Let me look him up,” she said, sitting down at her PC. “Oh, my God. He’s a linebacker and he’s gorgeous! Gimme details!”
“It’s so embarrassing,” I said. “I think I made a fool of myself.”
“Not from where I’m sitting. He’s a sweet piece of meat.”
“Riley! Jesus.” I laughed.
“If I wasn’t married, I’d be all over that guy.” said Riley hungrily. “Get him inside you. Pronto!”
“Actually, he kind of already was…”
Riley started laughing hysterically.
“Oh, my God! I have to put Drew down for a nap, so I can talk to you.” she laughed. “Hold on.”
I heard her put Drew in his room. Despite the little boy’s protest that it wasn’t naptime yet, he reluctantly tried to go to sleep. I heard Riley shut his door and go running into the kitchen out of earshot.
“Are you telling me you fucked this guy in the library? Jesus, Amy!” she laughed.
“No!” I said, my face turning beet red. “I didn’t have sex with him in the library, are you crazy?”
“Then what?”
“I like, fell on top of him trying to show him something in the book and the next thing I know, we’re making out. It gets pretty hot and heavy. His hand goes up my leg and I am so wet---“
“I got wet just looking at this guy’s picture on the Internet. Who could blame you?”
“Anyway, he slides his hand up and starts fingering me and Riley--- I was just cumming and cumming all over the place. They’re going to have to get rid of that chair in the library, I swear!”
“Oh, my God! That is so boss. You’re my new hero.”
“No-no! This is a disaster! I’m supposed to be tutoring him and the other brothers. The Dean isn’t going to give me a recommendation.”
“First off, the Dean doesn’t know and what he doesn’t know, won’t hurt him. Second, who cares? This guy is a star athlete and I’ll bet he has a cock like a flagpole!”
“Riley! You’re making me blush!”
“Girl, in fifty years do you want to remember how you tutored some guy or how you fucked a star athlete at your college? Life is short. I can’t do this shit anymore. You have to live the dream, my cousin!”
“But he’s not my type at all.”
“Type? Who cares about type? You don’t cum for a guy in the middle of a library because he’s your type. You cum for him because he’s turning you on. I’m not saying marrying him, I’m saying fuck him! You’re in college. Have some fun! And, if he happens to get you pregnant, you’ll be locked in.”
“What?!”
“Okay, too much. But still, you can have fun with him, right?”
“I guess I could, but the Dean---“
“The Dean’s not going to know! You think he’ll tell the Dean you fucked one of the brothers instead of studying? Even if the Dean heard, he’ll never believe it! And he already promised you that recommendation!”
“That’s true. God, you are devious sometimes, Riley.”
“I have a kid,” she explained. “I have way too much free time to think.”
In the background, Drew started crying.
“I have to go,” explained Riley. “Let me know as soon as that guy takes you to Pound Town.”
I hung up with Riley. I never knew she could be so sexual! I guess, in a way, she was like me. Pent up. Only, I was much more pent up with sexual frustration. Being with Killian just brought it out in me.
Getting dressed, I thought about the other two brothers. They were very attractive too. I had almost expected James to ask me out. He was so courteous and sweet. Would I go if he asked? Oh, my God! Talk about pressing your luck! Two brothers at the same time? That would be crazy!
But as I got my hair dry and looked in the mirror, I couldn’t shake the thought out of my head. Was it so crazy? Riley was right. These were the only college years I had and what did I do other than study? Hell, I was trying to take graduate classes early, so I could get out of here!
But what relationships did I really have? How many dates? Other than a few freshman year, everything had become about studying. My major just overwhelmed my life and here I was. I was dressing more like the faculty at the college than a college student.
As I got my hair ready, I decided to wear it a little looser. Instead of brushing it all straight and pulling it up, I let it fall around to my shoulders. It was a little more mussed, still pretty professional, but more sexy! I would only be in college a few more years, so why shouldn’t I have some fun.
The Dean would never know!
Feeling like myself again and, more importantly, feeling like I was in control of myself again, I got dressed, picked up my book bag and headed out. I checked my texts. Killian had actually finished reading a chapter! Guess my style of tutoring actually worked. Quite frankly, if I had to get fingerbanged by the other two brothers to get them to study, it wouldn’t be a bad trade!
As I laughed to myself, I stepped out of the fire exit and nearly ran into Teagan.
Chapter 7:
Amy
“Teagan? I was just coming to find you,” I said.
“Glad I found you then. I hope you don’t mind,” he smiled, deep brown eyes shining. “I looked up your address in the online student database.”
“That’s fine, did you bring your books?”
“Yeah, should we go over to the library and study?” he asked.
“No!” I said a little too intensely. “I mean, no, that’s boring and so far across campus. I have a single. We can study right here.”
I really was wary of inviting one of the O’Connor brothers into my room, but I had to lay low from the library for a while. God forbid someone actually recognized me from today. I’d be completely mortified!
Rushing in ahead of Teagan, I double checked to make sure my other clothes were in the hamper. I quickly sprayed Febreeze in the room to make it smell nice. I was pretty sure it didn’t smell, but I wasn’t taking any chances.
“You have a nice room,” he said. “I like what you did with it.”
“Thanks,” I said. “Have a seat.”
Teagan sat down on my bed. I guess I should’ve pulled out my desk seat for him. But hey, that was normal in a dorm room, right? It didn’t mean he was going to make a move on me like his brother? Right?
“Have you talked to Killian?” I asked as casually as I could muster. I felt really nervous.
“No, you guys left. You went to the library to study, right?”
“Yes and that’s where he is, so I don’t want to disturb him,” I assured Teagan. “But he didn’t call or text you, right?”
“No. Should he?”
That meant that hadn’t talked yet. I mean, they were guys and brothers. It was just a matter of time before Killian told him about the library incident. At least for now, I was okay. My credibility as a tutor was secure.
“So, you’re a math major?” asked Teagan. “What’s that like?”
“We’re not here to discuss me,” I reminded him. “We’re here to tutor you.”
“Fair enough, I’m just trying to get to know you, that’s all,” he said sweetly. He ran a hand through his black hair and smiled. “I’d like to get t
o know you.”
“I’ll bet you would,” I muttered. “You’re failing history and you’re a history major.”
“I missed the deadline on an essay,” he explained. “Coach kept me late after I blew a play. There’s a lot of pressure on quarterbacks. Did you know I’m the quarterback of your college’s football team?”
“I don’t follow sports,” I smiled. That play wasn’t going to distract me. “I’m sure you’re very good, but we have to make sure you pass so you can continue to play.”
“Right-right,” he agreed. “But do you mind if we take a break?”
“A break? What is it with you O’Connor’s and breaks?!” I snapped.
“I just have to go to the bathroom,” he explained “Is that okay?”
“Oh, sure, right. I’m sorry. I thought you meant--- Never mind. Just go.”
Teagan smiled again. He had an amazing set of teeth. He got up and went down the hall to use the guys’ bathroom. His phone had fallen out of his pocket and onto my bed. There began to pop a series of texts from his brother, Killian. Normally, I wouldn’t look, but this was an emergency.
“Hey, Teag,” he began. “You’ll never guess what happened! Our tutor, Amy? She’s amazing! Call me!”
I knew I shouldn’t have looked at the text, but I was desperate to establish myself as a tutor with Teagan at least once. Once he knew I had made out with his brother, it would be impossible for him to listen to me. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail. I suddenly wanted to look as non-sexy as possible.
I flipped Teagan’s phone face down on the bed as he returned to the room. I also sat in the desk chair. At least this way, it would be professional.
“Okay, so what I think I really need tutoring in isn’t history,” he explained. “I’m taking a Macro Economics course and my professor doesn’t really explain things in layman’s terms.”
I noticed he still had blue paint on his hands.
“That’s easy, let me drill down on the basics with you,” I explained.
For the next few minutes, I gave him a broad approach to Macro Economics. He seemed to get it. I mean, it was an overview that was very concise, but it’s not rocket science. It’s economics!
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