Getting my phone back.

Vi is probably well on her way to the photoshoot by now. Luckily for me, I asked Heidi on her way out of the dorm building if I could call Vi from her phone.

“I was getting ready for a life without you when I didn’t hear back from you!”

“I know, sorry babe, I left my phone in Mrs. Revers' office and I couldn’t get it back in time.”

“It’s alright. You getting it back tomorrow?”

“Not too sure, I don’t know if Mrs. Revers is in her office on the weekends.”

“Hmm, I doubt it, babe. It’s okay. I’ll send you updates and photos so you get a nice little surprise when you get it back on Monday!”

That was last night. Now, it's mid-afternoon on a quiet Saturday.. With no way to talk to Vi, my day felt quiet and slow. I spent some time playing some games on the PC I set up in my room. Maybe I should talk to Vi about moving from text messages to Messenger or something, just in case something like this happens again. Only inspired by an email from Heidi through my university email. Apparently, she has my phone and to collect it from the receptionist desk when I’m available.

The elevator slows to a stop as I step out into the dorm receptionist area. Heidi sits at her desk, typing away as her eyes dart from the screen to the keyboard.

“Hey, Heidi.”

She looks up, and a small,l shy smile adorns her face. “Hey, Erik.”

She reaches down and rustles around in a drawer. She pulls out a black square and holds it out to me in her outstretched hand.

“Mrs. Revers dropped it off early this morning. She said you left it in her class?” She giggles as she leans on her palm, her elbow resting on the desk, watching me with curious eyes. “A forgetful boy, aren’t you?”

I scoff playfully as I push the device into my pocket.

“She’s got two very distracting attributes to her, doesn't she?” Heidi says playfully.

My eyebrows go up in shock, “Very scandalous of you, Heidi. Commenting on another woman's body like that.”

She blushes and leans back into her chair with a small, amused shake of her head. “They’re hard to miss. And they’re even more noticeable to women like me.”

I cross my arms. “Hot, fit bombshells?”

Her cheeks go a deep crimson as she averts her eyes away from my face and down to the keyboard. “Erik... Thank you.” She awkwardly mutters. “But, that’s not what I meant.” Her hands subconsciously rub her chest.

“Heidi…”

I look around, the reception area is empty. I step around the reception desk.

“Erik? What are you doing?”

I step closer to her, every step making her face redder and her eyes wider.

I reach a hand down, offering it to her. “Stand.”

She exhales, she bites her lip, and she stands, hesitation in her eyes.

I grab her hips and gently turn her around.

“Heidi...” I whisper into her ear.

She shivers, but she lets me continue, she doesn’t even try and step away. “Y-Y-Yeah?”

I slowly rub my hands down from her hips to her firm, round ass. She lets out a breathy exhale as I gently squeeze her ass through her black jeans.

“You’ve got your own distracting attributes.”

“No…” She softly moans, looking over her shoulder.

“You do… I’m distracted every time you walk in front of me.” I emphasise my point with a tight squeeze of her ass.

“Erik...”

She turns suddenly, an unreadable expression in her eyes.

I may have gone too far.

Her lips meet mine, her hands desperately grabbing at my shirt. The two halves of her brain are fighting over the urge to pull my shirt off or to restrain herself and keep it on. I’m more than happy to enjoy the ride.

I reach behind her and grab her ass again, pulling her closer to me. She moans softly into my mouth, her tongue searching for mine as her hands settle to just caress my chest over my shirt.

The elevator bell dings across the room and snaps Heidi to her senses. She steps back and breathes heavily, her thumb rubbing against her finger, her face flushed, and her lips slightly red. We both stand and stare at each other as a male student steps out of the elevator. His face buried in his phone as he walks across the hall and out the front.

She swallows slowly as her breath slows down, her eyes drop to the bulge in my pants.

“I don’t want to lose my job. Maybe, another time.”

I grin. “Another time? To do what?”

She just stares at me, pulling at her bottom lip with her teeth, she shrugs.