This story takes me back to my days in college. I have years worth of memories, some good, some bad, and mostly it was about what I had to do to earn my degree. Despite the dominance of studying and test taking, there are still very good memories of some great pleasures I experienced.
During my years at the university, I took a job on campus to make ends meet. This is where I met Juliann – she was a college Co-Ed. My first impression of her is that she was pretty and vivacious, full of life, and just plain easy to get along with.
She and I became friends. I became someone she could talk to, hang out with, just be around, and she became those things for me too. We discussed love lives and our sex lives. We did not talk in the context of having a relationship between us. We talked because we were friends and co-workers.
Everything and nothing changed in one night. It was a Friday night. I lived alone in a studio apartment close to the campus. Juliann lived in dorm room close to where we worked. On this night I didn’t have any plans. It had been a difficult week of studying and working, and I did not keep up with where my friends might be going or what plans they had made.
Juliann didn’t have plans for her Friday night either. She called to ask me what I was doing and whether I had plans. We talked about our lack of plans and she decided to come and hang out with me. I was more than glad for the company. It wasn’t even 7pm, and I didn’t have anything purposeful to do.
I decided I definitely needed a shower. I didn’t think that Juliann and I were going to get frisky, but I also wasn’t going to hang out with her smelling like I hadn’t showered in a couple days.
So into the shower I went. I turned the water on nice and hot, turning the bathroom into a steam room as much as a shower. I luxuriated in the fact that I didn’t have to worry about the costs of water. I knew I had time before Juliann would be there, so I wasn’t at all rushed. At times I stood still in the water. At times I washed thoroughly, without missing any spots.
By the time I turned off the water, I felt completely refreshed and even energized.
There was just one thing I didn’t account for. I didn’t consider how quickly Juliann was going to arrive. I was still drying off when I heard the knock at the door. I did the only thing I could think of on the spur of the moment. I wrapped the towel around my waist and ran down the stairs to let Juliann in.
I smiled, feeling embarrassed to be caught in a towel. I guess I had stayed in the shower much longer than I realized. She smiled with me and told it was no big deal. She followed me back up the stairs and into my apartment. I suddenly felt totally self conscious because it truly was only one room. My choices were to get dressed with her right there in the room, or to grab my clothes and go back to the bathroom to get dressed while leaving her alone in my room.
Juliann had her arms crossed almost as if she was holding herself. She moved closer to me. While I was distractedly looking at my closet thinking about what to grab before I went to the bathroom to dress. She was standing beside me before I realized she had moved close to me.
I turned to face her. She wasn’t smiling. She was just looking at me, her face almost unreadable. It was her eyes though. Her hazel green eyes were looking directly at my own. I felt her hand take my left hand (the right hand was still holding the towel in place). She pulled it up and put it onto her tit. I felt, more than heard, the moan within her chest. Her eyes started to close, but then she opened them again.
Continued in Part 2
