Stay here

"Why move?" you say. You look around the back entrance area of your dorm. "Seems like a nice night."

Marlena grins. "Well, it's a bit chilly," she says. You probably could have guessed that she thinks so, based on the fact that you can see her nipples poking through her white lace bra. "But I guess I could stay out a little longer."

"I like your underwear," you say casually."

"Thanks," she says. "I picked it out myself. But I should say, if you like how my bra and panties look on me, you'll be amazed at how nothing looks when I'm wearing it."

You grin. "Oh yeah?" you say. "How so?"

Marlena rolls her eyes and drops her clothes on the ground. "Like you don't already know," she says. "I saw you checking me out in that towel."

Busted. I mean, it's not like you were subtle about it, and apparently, Marlena doesn't mind. You sit down on a concrete slab a ways away from the door, still in just your boxer-briefs. The tightness of your underpants draws Marlena's eyes right to your dick, which has become much more 'pronounced' since the beginning of this conversation. "You got me," you say.

Marlena scoffs. "You wish I got you. No, not yet, though. I'm gonna prove it to you, first."