Days in the Dorm
Witty Banter and A Bare Chest
With a casual shrug you say, "Besides, it gives me the chance to be more comfortable as well."
She simply raises an eyebrow, glancing over you at you. Her expression seems to be hiding the slightest hint of worry, but you just stand up and walk around her to the hamper. You slip off your shorts, leaving on your boxers, and toss them into the hamper. You then slip off your shirt and it joins the shorts.
You catch her watching you closely out of the corner of your eye, but try not to actually make eye contact with her. You take your time, stretch a little, and do all you can to show off your slight muscle tone (which is pretty good for someone who only does minimal workouts) before actually grabbing your robe. You slip it around your shoulders, but don't tie it off, so it hangs at your sides.
Returning to your seat you plop down with an exaggerated sigh. "Much better." you say with a big smile.
She smiles back at you, the fear you thought you saw earlier seems to be completely gone. "Gad to see you can be comfortable in your own home too."
With sarcasm dripping you reply, "I am just glad to find out you're not some kind of prude or something and I can change in front of you without worrying about it."
She giggles playfully pushes your arm. "Oh, come on. I wasn't that bad."
"You're right." You say with a large nod. "You used far more words."
Shit hits you playfully in the arm again. "Shut up."
"No, I'm serious." Your tone becoming overly controlled and serious. "And bigger words too."
"I said shut up." Another shove.
"I'm talking like college level words."
She can't stop her giggle.
"Wait a minute." You look around, as if just realizing something. "It all makes sense now."
Trying not giggle she says, "What?"
"This is a college." Your eyes go wide with exaggerated shock. "It must be working."
She grabs your arm and pushes it towards your desk. "Oh just get back to studying then. You are such a goofball."
You slide into your desk, but look over at her with a sweet smile. "I'll take that as a compliment." You then turn back to look at your books and actually try to get something done.
"It was." She says as she slides into her desk and tries to do the same thing.
After a few more short, but meaningless verbal interactions, and a couple hours of reading and homework on both your parts the two of you decide it's time for bed. She stretches out and you pass to turn off the room light. As you walk by you feel a firm slap on your ass and quickly turn to see Sam smiling at you.
"Good night." She coos. "Sweet dreams."
She turns to start climbing into her bunk and you see her perfect ass peeking out from under her shirt, as she starts to move in slow motion. You know it's just your perception of the moment but it sure seems like it. A million things pass through your mind at that moment, but you have such little time to react that you have to quickly choose what you are going to do.