Back to School

“Well that’s definitely surprising!” Amanda’s laughter was a mixture of disbelief and flustered.

Lily just smiled as she stripped out of her clothes to lounge in her underwear in bed.

“Where do I find a hot, hung, boyfriend who lets me get a little side action?” Amanda teased.

“Get your own!” Lily said giggling and shooting Amanda a playfully rigid look.

“So are you going to keep sleeping with Logan or kick him to the curb for some new flesh?”

Lily had considered this already. The sex with Logan was amazing. Not necessarily better than with Jake just— different. Good in a totally different way. She had never had sex with anyone else but Jake and experiencing it for the first time with someone else had been a profound, eye opening experience, showing her how the nuances of someone else’s body can rock her in new ways. The thought of having some sort of consistency, one regular person to explore more deeply, was exciting. And she also couldn’t deny the allure of novelty.

“Why not both?” Lily said biting her lip with a naughtily prideful grin. She pulled her phone out and posed herself.

Uh, thanks I guess? Normally Logan would flirt boldly and relentlessly when Lily would send a picture like that. She expected him to come running for her door and yet it seemed like he was totally indifferent. A pang of disappointment and hurt hit Lily in her gut. Am I not as hot I think? Did Logan just see me as a conquest, cast aside when he got what he wanted? Am I bad in bed?

This time, Logan didn’t respond at all. Lily kicked herself, feeling desperate and pathetic struggling for Logan’s attention which once came so easily. After her shower she decided that if she wasn’t going to get Logan’s attention, she wasn’t going to give up trying to draw the eyes of other guys. She put on a flattering crop top and a plaid miniskirt that always flashed what was underneath when she sat, or in this case— what wasn’t underneath.

There was something different in the way she carried herself on her walk to class. Before she had definitely tried to be enticing, but with this new freedom she seemed to be trying to enthrall the men around campus. Draw them in with her hypnotizing form like a succubus to feed on their sexual energy. It was working. She noticed the eyes climbing her toned legs, dreaming of climbing higher. She felt the heat of their eyes burning into her ass as it swayed, or watching how her braless breasts jiggled under the fabric of her top.

Throughout her classes she was all the boys could focus on. A couple even had the guts to go up and talk to her, but none asked for as much as a phone number. Lily was disappointed slightly, she was craving to be approached. To be chased. In one of her discussion courses, seating was arranged in one big circle of about thirty desks. Directly across from her sat a fairly attractive black man named Peter. Lily always admired that he carried himself with a shameless charisma and figured that if anyone were to approach her today it would be him. She first drew his attention by starring at him. Once he had noticed her looking, she gave him a coy smile before looking away. It took a few attempts at being caught looking before she could be sure that he was checking on her regularly. That’s when she went full steam ahead. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, opening them wider each time, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her nakedness below. When she checked on him later, he was gazing directly at her with a thirsty look that told Lily she was the only thing that could quench him. And yet— the end of class came and he left. Not even a passing remark.

What am I doing wrong? It’s like now that I have a free pass nobody wants me. She was beginning to worry that she was going to let both Jake and herself down. Her phone buzzed. Why is Wyatt texting me?

Okay, what the fuck? Wyatt and her weren’t really close. Sure you could consider them friends but only in the context of frat parties. He wasn’t exactly going to get an invite to her birthday party. She had an uneasy feeling as she diverted from her dorm building to the ΔΙΚ, but quickly noticed it was similar to that uneasy feeling when Jake first told her his secret. The risk was thrilling.

“So, I have a proposition,” Wyatt began as they sat in the living room of the house “it’s a bit out there and you’re free to say no obviously. But I would be a very bad fraternity president not to ask you. None of the other guys were willing to outright ask you, so it fell to me.”

Lily considered his emphasis on the word ‘you’. What could she possibly offer the fraternity? She had a feeling that this was going to be very interesting. Part of her feared what it was going to be but she didn’t want to say no. She didn’t want to be seen as lame by the fraternity she hangs around the most. And so, she got an idea to help her take the leap.

“Okay stop right there,” Lily turned to him “I’ll do it, but only if you beat me in pool.” She glanced over to the pool table in the corner.

“Really?” Wyatt was visibly confused “You don’t even want to hear what it is first?”

“I mean, I’m trusting you that I’m not agreeing to a gangbang or something like that.” Though maybe I should file that away as an idea to bring up with Jake?

“No no! Nothing like that!”

“Okay then let’s play. And if I win…” Lily thought for a second “I want you to do something for me.”

“Deal.” Wyatt seemed sort of relieved.

They racked the table and Wyatt let Lily break. She leaned over the table to line up her shot and it caused her skirt to ride up a few inches and offer a small glimpse of the bottom of her ass. Wyatt’s eyes immediately locked on. She broke, and two balls immediately went in.

“Stripes!” Lily said with a self satisfied bounce. “Now whenever you’re done staring at my ass, take your shot!”

Wyatt’s face reddened a shade and he went to line his first shot up. He missed. They took turns shooting, just about every time Lily bent Wyatt would be behind her looking at the goods she was offering sneak peaks off. They were talking shit to each other after every shot but Wyatt was quick to realize that he had no room to engage in trash talk. Lily had three balls left, Wyatt still had six.

“I’ve been thinking of what Im gonna make you do” She pressed a finger to her lip to mime deep thought “say, what song would you do a striptease to?”

Wyatt shook his head “where did you get so good at pool?”

“My stepdad taught me when I was little.”

“Oh so you’re hustling me?” Wyatt joked.

“No youre just bad! Take your shot.”

Wyatt squared his shot and sunk three in a row before giving Lily a look that said “Im coming for you”.

“That’s not fair you have an extra cue!” Lily teased, poking the tent in his jeans with the end of her pool cue. “Is that part of your proposition?”

“It can be if you’d like” Wyatt shot back.

“You’re bad!” Lily giggled “but you’re worse at pool.” She then sunk the last of her balls but unfortunately missed her eight ball shot.

Wyatt returned the energy, sinking his remaining balls and then lining up his attempt at the game winner. Lily sashayed over to his chosen pocket and leaned over behind it. Her breasts hung freely in her shirt and the neckline offered a view straight down. Of course Wyatt missed his shot, unable to look away from the gorgeous woman showing off in front of him.

“Start picking your song” Lily said in a sing song voice as she bent over “Far left pocket!” She took her shot, the balls clicked together. The eight ball made its slow journey towards the pocket, slowing to an agonizing pace then dropping in. Lily stood up straight, just about to celebrate her victory when… clack. She looked around the table for the culprit of the second sound and when she did, she noticed it was bare— she had sunk the cue ball.

“Well well well” Wyatt grinned “would you like one last chance to back out?”

Lily’s heart was beating hard in her chest at the uncertainty of what was to come.

“No” she said quickly “I made the terms. I’ll honor them.”

Wyatt was grinning now from ear to ear, only causing Lily’s nerves to all start buzzing at once.