“I don’t normally do things like this, but.. “

“I don’t normally do things like this, but.. “ Ellen’s face reddened, and she hesitated. “I’m really horny. I know someplace we can go, and have some privacy” she moved close to Bryan, close enough for him to look down upon Ellen’s cleavage, framed by her light blue button down blouse. Boldly, Bryan reaches out, placing his hands on either side of Ellen’s hips, and pulls her against him. His rock hard cock presses into her thigh as she gasps in surprise and arousal.

“I’m not going to go all the way, Bryan. We’ll do some other things but not that, alright?” She whispers up into his ear, her warm breath sending shivers through his body. Before he could reply, Ellen slipped her hand over his tight jeans, and gave his raging hard on a gentle squeeze.

“Ohhhh!” he groaned, lost in the feel of her slim hand on his cock. He’d do anything she wanted at this moment. He could hardly believe she was going to do any more then let him give her a quick peck on the cheek anyway. Just to see her naked or touch her body, he only hoped he wasn’t so worked up that he went off prematurely, before things went much further.

“We’ll only go as far as you want to Ellen. I can’t believe I’m going to be this lucky, anyway.” With his fingers, Bryan began to pull up on Ellen’s skirt, bunching the fabric in his hands. In seconds, his hands had moved under her skirt, and back to her ass. As he kneaded her soft bottom through the thin, satin panties she was wearing, he reconfirmed the fact that she was wearing thigh high stockings. As Ellen embraced him cooing into his chest, his slid his fingers over the top of her thigh, and felt the belt of a garter and then the sheer, silky top of her tan stocking. She was wearing a garter belt! he’d never actually seen a girl wearing the sexy apparel until this moment (except in men‘s magazines or on the web).

“Let’s go downstairs. There’s a room on the next floor that no one’s living in this semester. Last time I checked there was a pillow, and some blankets on one of the beds though. And we can lock it from the inside, the only person who’d have a key would be the R.A. on that floor, and I really doubt she’ll be around.” Ellen pulled his hands off of her behind and pulled him towards the door at the second floor landing, pulling it open in a frenzy, leading him three doors down the hall to a door marked 203. She pulled him in after her, and closed the door behind the both of them, and flipped the lock. As Ellen had described, there was a pillow, and it two neatly folded blankets lying on the single bed.

Not sure where to start with Ellen’s restrictions, he watched as she kicked off her two inch mules, and tuned, looking at him with anticipation in her deep blue eyes. “What do you want to do?”