A familiar face at the Library

Miss Hewitt’s tits.

Miss Hewitt’s tits.

Miss Hewitt’s tits.

Fuck. It’s all he could think about as he sat in the library by himself, trying to do a little more studying before he headed back to East Hall. Even with a girlfriend, it was natural for him to think about other women, especially teachers that made him want to spurt his load over their big boobs.

“Fuck it,” he muttered to himself as he closed a textbook. Mark had decided just to finish up for the day and head back to Tiffany’s room, hoping for an afternoon delight.

Before he left the library, Mark needed to print something out for the following day. He moved to the room with the only printers on this floor so he could connect the laptop to the machine.

Walking through the doorway, he stopped in his tacks. The room was empty besides one other person. A person he knew very very well.

Winter.

The light haired busty goddess of a woman had her back facing him. That round ass was staring at him, saying hello, covered tightly by her black jeans. Before he could quickly depart or say something, she turned around to see him standing at the doorway.

“Ohh... hi,” she quietly said, noticing he looked a little surprised to see her alone in here.

“Uhh hi, how have you been,” Mark said, feeling an awkward tension between the two.

The two had not spoken in quite some time, both avoiding each other as much as they could.

“Yeah, I’m good, you?” she asked him.

Mark couldn’t help but take a glance at her heavy breasts underneath her tight T-shirt. They were certainly one pair of tits that he would never forget about. “Yep. Pretty good, pretty good...”

The tension was more than a little awkward.

It was probably fair to say that Mark had mucked her around and more than just a little bit. They were so close at the end of their first semester last year, so close that they looked certain to be a couple. After Winter invited him to her family holiday in Hawaii, Mark declined the offer so he could visit Tiffany in her home town of New York.

And the rest was history. Mark fell for Tiffany, they made love for the first time after a romantic New Years kiss at Time’s Square, leaving Winter in the cold.

As they looked at each other, the flashbacks started to come back to him about the moment he had to tell her that he had chosen Tiffany over her. It was hard to think about, hard to know that he broke a girl’s heart, one that he deeply cared about.