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After Class I couldn’t believe Jim was saying, “Don’t worry, she’s my girl friend.” His hand was lightly placed behind my head and I was on my knees before him. And we were in the men’s at his college in the humanities building. Well, maybe I could believe he’d be doing that. He’d become a lot more self-assured in the weeks since we’d met. We’d had a change take place in our relationship yesterday and this was the first chance we had to be alone together. Not me giving him a blowjob in the bathroom after class. Just our being together at all. I got to class a little out of breath. I had to rush from high school to the college campus. I made my way to the humanities building where the Shakespeare class was taking place, entered just in time. Jim was in the corner with a desk saved for me, I scampered over. I was really happy to see him. “I already talked to the professor; Sam can come,” Jim said. “He said that you are really great for the class, always are making insightful comments.” He looked concerned. “Are you all right?” “Oh, sure. Just a little sore from yesterday.” I gave him a big smile. “You guys gave a great welcome party and I overdid a little.” “You sure?” “Oh yes, some ports of entry are closed for awhile but this pirate gal has lots of options.” I reached over and patted his hand. “Beast, Winky and Twinky will not have to suffer too much. Becalmed,” another pat, “not run aground.” “Are you really sure?” “Believe me, this isn’t the first time.” I winked. “It was worth every minute. And thanks about Sam. You’ll like her. OK to bring her over some time?” Jim nodded yes, the professor was about to begin. He gave a neat lecture about Pericles and its sources. He passed out copies he’d made of the poet Gower’s version of the same story written around 1400. Sam’s going to love this class. We talked about Shakespeare’s sources for his plays and how he treated them; restructured or altered them for his drama. After class I went up and thanked the Prof. for letting Sam in. “I’m hoping she’ll be as good for everyone as you have been,” he said while closing a book on his desk. “She’s shy,” I said, “but she is caught up in the subject so I think she’ll end up participating in the discussions. I was showing her around the library here, Gregg and Bowers and the Macro plays. She got tears in her eyes, I swear, when I showed her the Huntington Hamlet first quarto facsimile. I left the Malone Society publications for her to find on her own. She’s been back almost every day after school.” “Sound’s good,” the Prof. said. “Well, I have to be going.” He shook his briefcase, “Papers to read.” We chatted for a bit with Jenny and then started thinking about heading back to Jim’s place. Just about everyone had left the building for dinner in the cafeteria. We were standing in the hall. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking,” I said. “Probably not, my mind normally doesn’t run in that direction. What?” Jim said. I took his hand and pulled it close to me. “How would you like a blowjob right now?” “Right here?” Jim was getting nervous, he knew me too well. “Well why not, there’s no one around,” I pulled up my dress and backed away. “Besides, sir, you and your friends have made me sore here.” I wasn’t wearing panties. Jim tried to push my hand holding my dress down. “Shush, not here, someone will see us.” “You mean I’m not good enough for you to be seen with.” I pulled away from him and started to take off my sweater. “You seemed to think I looked OK yesterday. Maybe I need to remind you?” I removed my sweater, “Here, hold this.” “OK, OK, you can’t wait can you?” Jim moved away. “How about in there?” He headed towards the men’s room. “Just don’t think you can get away from me that quick.” I followed, the blouse was unbuttoned and almost off. Inside, Jim backed toward the wall, I kept on coming, tossing him my blouse, “Here, hold this, too.” I reached down for his zipper then stopped, “You’d better take care of that, I don’t want to mangle you.” I fell to my knees. “Please don’t make me beg.” “OK, OK,” he fumbled at his zipper. “Oh Beast, dear Beast,” I gripped him, he was already half hard. “I thought my act out there would have gotten you erect already. I’m disappointed.” “Squishy near wore Beast out last night. He’s had trouble standing, he’s been walking in circles, and lurches drunkenly.” “Maybe some hair of the dog will help Beast.” “He was looking forward more to something like kiss of the minx.” Jim was leaning back and his hand was lightly holding my head, “Yes, like that.” Beast started to purr. Squishy was starting to purr back. “Your breasts are really beautiful seen from up here.” I nodded. “You look really beautiful seen from up here.” I nodded again and shifted my head slightly. “I’ll keep my mouth shut, sorry.” I nodded again and things were going well until the door opened. Jim looked up and said, “Oh, don’t worry, she’s my girl friend.” I couldn’t turn around so I kept on. “She couldn’t wait until we got home. Oh, don’t look shocked, she forced me to do this with her.” Jim was silent for a moment. “Oh, OK,” he looked down at me. “He wants you to pull up your dress and hold it around your waist.” I reached down with my hands, still facing Jim, and pulled up my dress, holding it around my waist. “Thanks. He wants you spread your legs a little. A little more. Perfect. Can you back up a little, push your rear out toward him? There.” H is hand pressed against my head, pulling me closer to him. “No, she’s too sore. Me and my buddies fucked her for hours and hours yesterday. Screwed her every which way.” His hand released my head. “Did she enjoy it? Did you dear?” I nodded as enthusiastically as possible, still holding the dress up around my waist. I wiggled my butt a little, too. A minute later, the door opened and closed again. “Whew.” I nodded and continued, dropping my dress so I could use my hands. “Whew.” I nodded again. I looked up and rolled my eyes. “Poor Francis can’t speak. Really smart though, and they say he has the largest dick around.” I rolled my eyes again. “Though I haven’t seen it.” I nodded and looked down. “Less talking, OK. That feels great.” When Beast had finally decided he’d had enough of his way with me, I still held him in my mouth for a minute longer. It felt nice to linger. I pulled Jim close to me and then released him and backed away. “Yum,” I said. “Think that’ll hold you for awhile?” Jim was still leaning against the wall. I stood up and kissed him, his hand rested on my breast. “Until we get to your place.” I kissed him again. “What’s for dinner?” Jim stood up and arranged his clothing. “Here,” he handed me my blouse, “I guess you better wear this.” He stood to the side as I was buttoning my blouse and the door opened and shut again. I turned around. “There’s no one there.” I looked back at Jim. “The door does that when someone goes out the front door of the building.” Jim smiled. “You mean there was no one in here with us?” “I mean you’ll never know, will you?” Jim handed me my sweater. “Bill and Mark were preparing something special tonight.” “I hope so, I’m famished.” I kissed Jim. “You were a wonderful aperitif. I can’t wait for the main course.” “Let’s head home then,” Jim opened the men’s door for me. “Shall I carry your books?” “My books!” I didn’t have my schoolbooks. “Yep, we left them in the classroom.” Jim headed down the hall. When we got home more aperitifs were in order. For desert I showed that I wasn’t too sore to do that with them. You know, fuck like minks.
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