“We’d better save that for later. Nice taste though.” She began
to dress and Brian noticed that she wore no bra under her sweatshirt
and no panties beneath her skirt. Some shoes and her bookbag and she
was ready to go.
Brian nearly forgot his books and jacket, but he knew there
would be no more classes for him tonight. At least, no more
college-accredited classes…
The walk back across campus to Tracy’s apartment was strangely
arousing and calming. A few minutes out of the Athletic Hall and
Brian’s cock sank back enough for him to stop attracting surprised
looks from passersby.
They didn’t talk. Tracy just smiled and licked her lips when
he tried to say anything.
Tracy’s apartment was small, though not unusual for the area.
She dropped her books on the small sofa on top of other clutter and
didn’t lose a step as she headed down the short hallway. Brian
scrambled out of his jacket and left it with his own books, piled
neatly at the foot of the sofa.