F104

Fredrickson Hall Room F104 was a typical small classroom. It had a dozen small tables and twice that many chairs. Normally they were arranged so that they were facing the teacher’s desk at the front of the classroom. They had been pushed towards the edges to create an open space in the middle of the room. A blanket had been spread over the floor that had been exposed.

“I told you there’d be toys to unwrap.” a slightly slurred voice called out. You looked over to where Cindy sat on one of the tables against the far wall. She leaned forward to take a sip from the can of beer Dean Worthy held before her. Her hands rested atop those if Chris Tenant, who was in the process of ‘unwrapping’ her belt from her waist. Both looked to where you and Linda were just entering the room.

“Hmmmm.” Linda purred as she scoped out the two men. At six foot four, two hundred forty pounds, Dean was the smaller of the two. Dean was the roguishly handsome quarterback of the football team. They said he was good enough to play in the NFL, but didn’t have the exposure to be drafted. However, around campus he was better known for his play off the field than his play on the field. Most of those comments you’d heard indicated that knew how to please a woman.

Chris was the starting strong safety. He also played wide receiver on offense. He didn’t have the breakaway speed needed to play in the NFL, he had the hands. He had caught every ball thrown to him during the last two seasons. While he was not the handsome devil that Dean was, Chris wasn’t hard on the eyes either. He had bulging biceps, solid pecks, and six pack abs. It was said he had hands of velvet. More than once you had heard other girls in shower claim they almost came from the way he had caressed their breasts.

You didn’t mimic Linda’s obvious desire, but you definitely felt it. There was a dampness forming between your legs as you crossed to the table where they were standing. They were obviously undressing you with their eyes as you approached. You didn’t mind since you were doing the same. The way Linda was licking her lips showed her imagination was also hard at work.

“Thanks.” you said taking the can of beer Chris offered. You pounded it as he grabbed another from the cooler and handed it to Linda. You grabbed the next one from him and handed him the empty. The second beer didn’t last much longer than the first. You noticed that as Linda was taking another beer from Dean, her hand was resting on a bulge in his pants.

“Great toy,” Linda said.

“When do we unwrap them?” you added. Your hand rested on Chris’ muscled thigh. Cindy’s eyes narrowed.

“You won’t be so smug with your tits hanging out for everyone to see.” she growled. She stood up and went nose to nose with you.

“Them’s fighting words.” you answered as you met her gaze.

“Now, now girls…” a new voice called out. You were surprised as Gary Genzel stepped between you and Cindy. He was better known as Gary the Geek. A computer and math genius, Gary was your tutor this last semester. Without his help, there was no way you could have passed calculus. His knowledge of MSWord and the Internet had helped you with a couple of the papers you had to write. While you saw the senior quite often, it was always in regards to school. Usually it was in the library although from time to time he was working in the computer lab so you met him there. A couple times you invited him to whatever party or social event the dorm had been putting on. Gary’s answer had always a polite no. He had to study or work on some project. More than once on the way home afterwards, you saw him coming out of the library.

“Surely we can settle this without ****.” he started.

“What did you have in mind?” Linda asked as she took another swig of beer.