Afternoon lecture

You walk in to your afternoon lecture, butterflies in your belly. I hope it's not awkward between us. God what do I even say to him? Hi Matt, I eventually got your cum out of my clothes!

You see Matt stood talking to another guy.

Get a grip, he likes me, he's dating me. He thinks I'm cute. He does NOT think I'm a tramp.

You walk over. He hasn't seen you. They're both talking. Here goes. "Hey Matt."

"Hey Emily, I was just talking about you" Matt turns to you, grinning, and pulls you in for a quick kiss on the lips. "This is Ian, he doesn't believe that I pulled, I mean, that we're dating" he continued.

"That you pulled me?" you laugh. "and there was silly old me believing that the stars aligned and brought us together" you taunt him. As you spoke you kept catching Ian looking at your mouth rather than your eyes. Bit weird, but whatever.

"Dam Matt!" Ian interrupts, "I honestly thought you were shitting me. You lucky bastard. How is it possible for a nerd like you to pull a girl like that.... sorry Emily, you just look too........er...athletic?" he eventually finds a suitable word. You notice he can't help a quick glance at your legs now.

Its true that you're in great shape. Spending almost every waking hour swimming, running or lifting weights will do that to a girl. And Matt, although handsome, could probably do with a bit of exercise in his schedule. But you don't see it like that at all. If anybody is punching above their weight it is me with my shitty background, and all the bagage that goes with it.

You laugh, "well, thanks for the compliment, Ian, but can I just have a few minutes with Matt?"

"As long as you dont break his tender heart ok?, I got your back bro" he says to Matt, joking you assume. "Ok later, lovers"

Once alone you turn to Matt, "So, it's official then? You're telling people we're together already?"

"Yeah I couldn't wait sorry, I had to tell someone. Hope you don't mind?" a little concern on his face.

"I don't mind. As long as you didn't go into ...detail.. about yesterday? You look him in the eye, watching for any sign of deceit.

He looks slightly nervous. "I told Ian and a few others that I got a girl friend, and told them a bit about you. They didn't believe me, but I'm glad Ian's seen you're real now" he laughs, still nervous, he looks like he has more to say.

"But?" you put you hands on his chest and lean close to him, looking up into his eyes. Oh god what's he not telling me?

He relents, looks away to the side, cringing slightly, "I did tell Ian.... about the BJ"

"What! Why? You said you wouldn't. Matt!?"

"I know, I know. I'm sorry. I didn't go into detail or anything. It was just so annoying that he didn't believe me, I got mad and just said too much."

"Matt, I can't believe this. I told you. The last thing I need is some dirty rumours spreading round about me. I find it hard enough to fit in with all you middle class snobs as it is" you're upset and it shows in your face. You step back.

"Em, I'm really sorry. I'm an idiot. I was showing off. I'm sorry. I get it. I know it's hard for you here." He steps forward, "honestly, I didn't say any more than that. Just that you... gave me a BJ, I didn't mention any other detail, I swear"

You can see that he's sincere. You want to hug him, but you are hurt. Trust is important to you.

The bell rings. Time to get to your seats.

"Make sure you text me later" you smile, you still look hurt.

"I will Emily, I'll make this up to you"

You kiss.