She's waiting

It's almost four rings before Melody finally picks up. Her voice sounds breathless as she speaks, "Hello?"

"Hey, Melody. It's me," you say. "Just got back to campus. You still want to talk?"

"Yeah.... Yeah, I do-oo...." she responds. "But could you... wait for a little while? I'm in our room, and I could use just a little more 'alone timmme.'" Her usual euphemism for masturbating, and one you've learned to respect.

"Yeah, I can wait. Twenty minutes good?"

"Yeah, that's... that's fine." She disconnects, though that doesn't surprise you. Instead, you grab a snack in the cafeteria and stare out the window. Several couples walk by, laughing and holding hands. You feel a pang of desire, not for the girls (all of whom are gorgeous), but for the situation. A glance at your watch tells you your twenty minutes are almost up, so you make a slow walk back to your room, pointedly ignoring Alicia's normal icy stare as you pass by her and turn your key in the lock.

The lights are off inside, though that's not surprising. For some reason, Melody prefers to masturbate in the dark. You catch a whiff of her scent in the air around the tang of some exotic incense.

"I'm in here, Jack," she calls from the bedroom. You walk in and sit on your bed. The lighting is too dim to make out much more than her silhouette. You fight hard against the temptation to open the blinds.

"Take off your clothes," she tells you. You hesitate, and she notices the lack of sound. "Just do it, Jack. Please." Her voice is more commanding than usual and carries only the smallest hint of her prior hesitation. You stand up wordlessly and shed your clothes completely. You sit back down, sharing an odd silence with Melody.

She finally breaks it by pulling the blinds and spilling the late-afternoon sunlight into the room. She lies naked on her bed, a dildo still partially embedded in her freshly-shaven pussy. You note a rather large damp spot around her hips that tells you the toy has been well-used.

"You know what I was thinking about while I was masturbating?" she asks suddenly. Her nipples stand up, begging for attention. Your cock does the same. She's not trying to hide herself, so you follow her example, though you're sure you look far more uncomfortable than she does.

"What?" You think you know the answer, but you want to hear her say it.

"I was thinking about you. About what we did, about what you did. About the things we could be doing." She pauses. You take a breath to say something, but she continues. "I know I left that note that said to find another girl. And I'm not entirely sure I'm still against it. I just want to know..... Could we have something?"

"I want to make you happy, Melody. If that means helping you find a new boyfriend, I'm all for it and I know a couple guys who'd love to have a date or two with you. If it means you and me..... Well, I think you can see what I think of that." You make a not-so-subtle gesture at your erection.

"I got so wet thinking about having you in my ass... I didn't need any lube or anything when I realized I needed to get myself off." She chuckles, causing her breasts to jiggle lightly. "You have it so easy there. All you have to do is go to the bathroom for a little while."

"So.... are you asking if we're.... a couple?" You're confused, and you **** yourself not to look at any of Melody's more feminine areas while you search her eyes for an answer.

"I think we're wondering the same thing. But I.... I need to confess something, in case we are." She wipes tears from her eyes. "One of the guys I talked to today about... us. I ended up having sex with him. And it was... good. But it wasn't you."

You sigh, and decide not to hide anything, either. "Well, I guess since we're doing this.... When you called me earlier, I was getting a blowjob from one of my classmates."

"Is she at least pre-med?"

"Yeah, actually," you say with a small chuckle. To your great surprise, she smiles.

"Well, I guess you didn't technically lie. A blowjob is just a massage that uses the tongue and lips, right?" She laughs, and the tears that threatened to spill vanish.

"So.... what are we, then?" You can't help the fact that your cock is weeping precum. You're sure the beautiful redhead facing you can't help but see it.

"For now.... I think I should take my friends' advice. I think we should just be friends," she says. Your heart falls, but your manhood doesn't. "But I think I'm going to say we should be friends... with benefits, maybe?"

Your ears pick up on the hopeful rise in the last three words. You smile, letting your eyes finally flow over Melody's breasts, abs, hips, legs, and return to her eyes.

"Yeah, I think I like that idea."

"Then come over here and fuck me. I've gotten off three times with this thing. I want to know how big an orgasm I can get with the real thing."