Help Tayla out

He knew it would be a bit of a challenge to get back her lingerie set from Brett’s dorm but if he was successful, he might be able to fuck Tayla this weekend.

Mark: Okay I’m in. Where is he’s dorm

Tayla: Room 12. Harold Hall. He has football training at 5, best to break in then.

Harold Hall was an all boys Hall, not too far away from Mark’s East Hall. He was certainly worried about his chances of getting in there.

Mark: Alright, I’ll have a go, I’ll text you if I can get it

Tayla: Ty xxx

Mark gathered the rest of his stuff at his table and exited the library. He didn’t have long until 5 o’clock so he wanted to get home quickly so he wasn’t rocking up at their dorm in peak hour.

Mark walked past the campus football stadium in his way to Harold Hall. He wanted to double check that the team was training. Most people from Harold Hall were football players so he wasn’t expecting there to be many of them around there.

He waltzed inside the Hall without anyone paying any attention to him. He started to slowly look around for Room 12. It certainly wasn’t as big as the East Hall so it wouldn’t take him long to locate it.

“You all good there brother?” came a voice from behind him. “You just look a little lost, that’s all.

Mark turned around to see a tallish guy dressed in gym gear.

“Yeah uhh yeah, all good, just meeting someone here soon, that’s all” he politely lied.

“Well, just let me know if I can lend a hand” he replied before sitting down in one of the old looking arm chairs in the middle of the hall.

Mark walked around the corner, away from the guy who confronted him. It turned out to be the right way to go, as he found rooms 10 to 20 along this hallway.

As he approached Room 12, Mark twisted the door knob, hoping for it to be unlocked.

It was locked.

The lock was a little dodgy though, when he turned the handle, the door would ever so slightly open. If he used his shoulder hard enough, he might be able to break inside.

Mark thought about Tayla, her body, picturing her in that lingerie set. He was going to do it, he was going to break through the door.

He’d seen it happen in plenty of movies, he moved back, prepared himself and then charged into the door shoulder first.

‘Boom’

Mark charged into the door and bounced back onto the floor. He looked like such a moron, he didn’t exactly have a very athletic muscly body.

“Ahhh fuck” he muttered under his breath, grimacing while he rubbed his sore shoulder.

By the time he had gotten back up, he was joined by another guy standing next to him.

“You right mate? What’s happening here?” asked the guy looking confused at Mark who was still rubbing his shoulder.

“Ohh uhh yeah I’m fine, just cramped up, that’s all” he lied.

“Your shoulder cramped up?” the guy asked confused.

“Um yeah, my shoulder, anyways, I was just looking for someone, his name is Brett.” said Mark trying to get the attention away from himself.

“Yeah I know Brett, that’s my roommate, I’m Michael, who are you?” He asked while moving past him to open up his room with a key.

“Mark, I uhhh yeah I let him borrow a textbook last week and I need it back” he lied again.

“Yeah righto, come on in” offered Michael.

The dorm room was a mess, their was clothing everywhere, textbooks and paper in different areas. To find Tayla’s bra and panties might be a little tricky.

“You see your textbook anywhere?” asked Michael

“Um nah not yet, do you mind if I have a look through these ones on the ground here” asked Mark.

Michael gave him a slight nod giving Mark permission to look through their stuff.

He started moving things around, looking under shirts, pairs of shorts, football gear, homework. The lingerie set could not be found anywhere on the floor.

Michael watched him move around, he was certainly a little suspicious so he wasn’t willing to walk away and let him look by himself.

Mark started to look around the beds when he noticed a bra strap sticking out of the top drawer of the bedside table. That had to be in, it was lacy dark blue, Mark stared at it, wondering how he could get it out of here without Michael knowing.

Unfortunately he had made it quite obvious that something wasn’t right. Michael began to question him.

“So uh what subject was this for?” he asked Mark suspiciously.

“Um uh...” He was under the pump, he wasn’t prepared for this, just don’t say anything stupid he thought to himself.

“Home Economics”

Fuck. Wrong answer, what are the chance that this college footballer would also be studying home economics.

Michael remained staring at him. He was busted.

“Who the fuck are you really?” He said, standing in his way of the door, preventing a quick exit.

Mark decided to come clean. “Okay I’m sorry I shouldn’t have lied to you, I’m just trying to do a favour for a friend”

“Go on then” replied Michael.

“Tayla. She wanted me to get her lingerie back that she left here on the weekend. Apparently Brett was blackmailing her with it” he told him.

“So you thought you could just stroll in here and take it back?” Michael started speaking, stepping closer, “That’s not how we do things here, she left them here, it’s up to Brett when he wants to return them”

The guy was now talking down to him, it bugged Mark, he had gotten this far, he wasn’t leaving without Tayla’s expensive bra and panties set.

How could he do it though?