Days in the Dorm
Watch and Learn of Another
Sam dangles there, nearly naked, off the top bunk and you stare at everything she has up close and personal. Her great breasts, round hips, and tasty looking twat all within handling distance, but you don't dare. Instead you just watch as she struggles to free herself and causes her luscious form to wiggle and jiggle in front of you.
You bite your lip and lean in a little closer to examine her smooth white skin and soft pink folds between her thighs. It appears she does wax the lips, but the brown strip of hairs above them just seem to grow naturally into that slightly feathered strip. At this range you also notice she has a number of faint freckles all over her skin nearly hidden completely by her faint tan.
She groans in frustration and you pull back into your normal sleeping position, to watch from a safe location. You watch as she pulls down and slips out of her shirt, leaving it hanging from the bed but with her no longer within it. She sits on the floor beside the bed with a soft thud and looks up at you.
You blink and look back at her as if you were just awoken by her actions. In a gravely morning voice you say, "Good morning. Are you alright?"
She gives a lopsided smile, torn between friendly and annoyed. "Yeah, fine. Stupid shirt just got stuck up there when I tried to get off quickly." She huffs. "So much for speed."
You give a quick snort of humor and sit up. "So why are you in such a rush? Aren't you free from any classes this morning?"
"Yeah, but I was planning on meeting up with a friend and working out this morning before class. I should hurry if I am going to catch them." On that she gets up and walks over to her dresser drawers to pull out some appropriate outfit. You enjoy watching her walk over there as you get a nice look at her bare back and perfect ass without the shirt obstructing it.
"Have a good day. I'll see you this afternoon after classes then."
"Oh, that reminds me." She suddenly says pulling on her tight stretchy top. "Would you mind if I had a friend over for the night after class?"
Your mind reels at the thought of this. A friend coming over for the evening, and staying the night? Has she gone and gotten herself a boyfriend already? Have I lost any chance I had with her by being too cautious again? Stupid friendship vibe, always screwing me over. You try not to let your thoughts show on your face.
Trying to sound indifferent you reply, "No problem. Would you rather I make myself scarce for the evening and find something else to do so you can be alone?"
She smiles at your gesture but says, "Nah, that's not necessary. This is your room too and you shouldn't have to leave because I want to have a friend over."
You are pleased she is still speaking casually of them as a friend, but your worries are still there. You just try to keep them out of your tone. "That's nice, but wouldn't you prefer if I wasn't here? How about your friend? Would they mind?"
"Don't worry about it." She says as she grabs her pack. "I don't think she'd mind you being here either."
She. You think to yourself. She said she. Her friend is just another girl. She doesn't have a boyfriend and she doesn't care if I am here or not when her friend is over so she's not ashamed of me either. You practically do flips for joy at the news.
"Still," You say with noticeable relief in your voice. "If you'd rather have some girls night time I would completely understand. I could just come in later in the evening to get some sleep."
"Meh." She says with indifference in her voice as she walks out the door. "You don't have to, you're always welcome to hang out here with us, but I'll leave the choice up to you."
The door closes and she is gone. You think about it for a while, but decide not to decide yet. At least not until after class. So you go and take your quiz, attend your classes, and have a decent day before the time comes to choose what you are going to do with your evening.