Sit across from Sarah

You decide you might as well have lunch with Sarah, but you take care to sit across from her, instead of right next to her. Her eyes light up when she sees you.

“How was class?” she asks.

You shrug. “Nothing special. What are you up to?”

She smiles, picks up a banana from her tray and peels the skin away. “Not much.... Just sitting here, thinking of you.”

She locks eyes with you and slowly inserts the banana into her mouth, taking in several inches, before withdrawing it and licking the tip with her tongue.

You feel an awakening between your legs, immediately followed by Sarah’s stocking-covered foot, reaching to your crotch from under the table.

You quickly look around to see if anyone has observed this, and you see Kendra approaching, carrying her tray. You jump, and you begin to attempt to push Sarah’s foot away and reach for some reasonable explanation, in case she noticed. Abruptly, it hits you that you no longer have to sneak around regarding your sexual triangle.

“This is going to take some getting used to!” you tell yourself as Kendra sits beside you.

“What’s up, guys?” she asks, as she picks up her fork.

“Connor is,” replies Sarah with a grin. “I was just trying to decide if I was going to drag him off to some secluded corner for a quickie, or if I should get him off right here with a footjob.”

Kendra glances down at your crotch and sees Sarah’s foot. She puts her hand on your bulge and says, “You’re right.... He’s pretty ‘up.’ Doesn’t look like it will take much to finish the job. Do you think he can keep a straight face and not let the rest of the cafeteria know that he’s having an orgasm?”

The girls giggle, and you say, “You realize I’m right here and can hear everything you are saying, right?”

“Sorry, babe,” says Kendra, making her hand join with Sarah’s foot to rub your erection. “You’re so hard that I just assumed there wasn’t enough blood left in your body to keep your sense of hearing operational.”

You push your tray away, suddenly overcome by a drive far more intense than hunger.

Kendra withdraws her hand suddenly and reaches for her phone. She studies it intently. Sarah adds a second foot to your crotch and masterfully caresses your bulge, as she asks Kendra, “Is something wrong?”

“Huh? Oh... sorry. No, nothing’s wrong. It’s just a response from my mother.” She turns to you and says, “How would you like to come home with me for the long weekend?”

You blink slowly, trying to focus on her words, rather than the sensational footjob. “Home with you?”

“There’s nothing going on here on campus that weekend, so my parents are coming to pick me up. Mom says you can come home with me if you’d like. It’s been so long since they’ve seen you.”

Sarah says, “Both of you gone for a long weekend? What am I supposed to do here by myself?”

Her concern is so great that she stops playing with you. The sudden interruption to the stimulation of your crotch makes your cock ache with anticipation.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” says Kendra. “Mom wants you to come, too!”

Sarah beams, and says, “Oh that would be wonderful! We’ll have so much fun!”

Kendra turns to you and says, “So, Connor, what do you think?”