To James' Room

Ashley was in the main corridor before she realised what she had done. She didn’t even stop, her wet feet slipping on the cold floor as she ran out into the brightly lit concourse. She barely registered a group of people standing a way off to the left, and to the right the coast was clear. James’ room was right at the end of the corridor past the lobby for the stairwell, and with a bit of luck, she would make it without being seen.

The first real hazard on Ashley’s naked run to safety was the study room on the left of the corridor. The entrance was roughly the size of a double door, and she knew from sitting in there with James that it contained a few desks and casual chairs and was somewhere people would tend to congregate. She came to a stop just before the entrance, pressing herself against the wall and using her hands to cover her breasts and her pussy.

Catching her breath Ashley waited, listening for voices. Nothing. She was acutely aware that it was risky, standing here naked in full view of anybody who might walk out of their rooms, but she didn’t want to risk barrelling into somebody leaving the study area. She glanced back at the group at the far end of the corridor – they were still engrossed in their conversation and hadn’t noticed her. After a moment she felt confident that there wasn’t a large group in there and decided to peek around the frame of the open entrance.

Holding her breath, Ashley leaned her head to the side, still with her back pressed against the wall, slowly looking into the room. Suddenly she darted back as a tall, gangly boy wearing black rimmed glasses stepped out. Her heart leapt almost out of her throat, but he stepped into the corridor and turned away from her, completely oblivious to the wet naked girl just behind him.

The boy walked slowly away from Ashley, who wiped a trickle of water from her forehead and caught her breath. How had he not seen her? She risked another look into the study room – there was one other boy in there, head down reading a book. She silently padded to the other side of the entrance, then paused again.

The tall boy was walking in the direction of James’ room, but he was moving agonisingly slowly. She obviously couldn’t overtake him so she was going to have to walk behind him, which meant she was going to be here for much longer than she wanted to be. She imagined that at any second multiple doors would swing open and the corridor would be flooded with boys, surrounding her and laughing at the naked girl, touching her and pulling her arms away from her body, devouring every bit of her soapy, exposed flesh with their eyes and their fingers.

Every part of her wanted to run past this gangly man as he plodded slowly along past all the doors, each one potentially about to pour horny boys out into the hallway. But instead Ashley tip-toed along, still holding her left arm across her bare breasts, her right hand cupped over her pussy, hardly breathing for fear of making a noise and having him turn to face her. This was so infuriating! She noticed the way his left leg curved in a wide arc with every step whilst his right foot moved in a straight line. His right arm was held slightly proud of his body as he moved and his head was downcast, not looking to the side at all. She matched his pace, only six feet or so behind him, totally aware of the cool air on her wet skin and the few remaining trickles of water tickling her back and her thighs.

He turned to face one of the doors to the right and Ashley moved around him to the left. She sped up, not waiting for him to fish his key out of his pocket and was finally on the other side of the man. Just a short distance now – six or seven doors until James, and safety. She could see his door on the right, just opposite the entry to the stairwell.

She made it to James’ door in seconds, not knowing whether the gangly, slow man was inside his own room yet. She tried the handle, but it was locked. She knocked quietly and called out for James, her mouth close to the wooden door. She was so close!

But then the door next to James’ room rattled and Ashley heard voices. Fuck! She ran across the corridor and hid behind the wall of the stairwell just in time as two boys emerged, each carrying a small bundle of books. She waited as one of them turned to lock the door. There was every chance they were about to walk down the stairs and head to a lecture. Should she run back out into the hallway past them? Or up the stairs?

Then Ashley felt a wave of relief as James’ door opened and she saw him. Dressed now in jeans and a white shirt he was carrying a large football shirt and shorts, the clothes he was taking for her! As his door opened wider Ashley stepped back from the wall preparing to run at top speed, she would knock him over if needs be, and they would land in a heap in his room, her naked body on top of him, his lovely eyes filled with surprise as she kissed him hard on the lips.

The other boys were still facing their door. Ashley bent her knees to run. Then a hand covered her mouth and she was pulled backwards as she watched, helpless, as James locked his door and ran toward the shower room. A voice, smiling, triumphant, right in Ashley’s ear.

‘Hello again! I thought you would be all over the internet by now!’

Veronica.