To your seat

You head to your seat. In this module you had been put into groups at the beggining of term so you find your group and sit down. You find it hard to focus on the lesson, and can't help looking over to where Matt sits, constantly. He looks back too occasionally. He texts you a further apology. Why do I never learn? I want to trust but I'm always let down.

After the lecture you head straight to the pool in the university gymnasium. You quickly change, then it's down to buisness, swimming length after length.

Your mind blocks out everything else but the swim. It's always been like this for you. The pool has been your refuge most of your life. You have control in the water, and everything else, all your problems, they just seem to shrink away. In fact, the worse your problems are outside the pool, the better the performance you seem to muster in the water.

Your swim is followed by a gym session. Mostly core work, but with a few pulling exercises today. You don't have a coach but you have a good regime that you've followed for a couple of years now.

By the time you return home you are beat.

Again your mum's not home, but you see evidence that she's been in at some point today, and there's now a little food in the fridge. You shower, make a simple meal and crash on your bed.

You lay there thinking. Did I over-react at Matt today? Of course he's going to want to tell his mates he got a blow job from a hot girl. I've just got to be careful. If Matt told anyone I swallowed two loads and behaved like a freak, these people already look down on me, without thinking that I'm a dirty slut.

For some reason you feel a slight arousel at the thought of Matt telling Ian about the BJ, Ian wanting to know all the details, and imagining what you would have looked like with cum in your mouth. Fuck I'm horny!

You pick up your phone, turn the volume low and open an ingognito browser. c u m p i l a t i o n you type the letters in, heart starting to pick up. You click on the first video.

Your right hand finds its way to your slit, wet and ready. You start to rub with you two fingers. Replaying what happened yesterday with Matt in your mind as you stare at the screen. God I wish Matt's dick was in my mouth right now. I'd make him cum so fucking quick! You pick up the pace with your fingers and you start to feel an orgasm building in your belly. You focus on the cumshots, remembering the taste, the feel, the look on Matt's face. It's becomeing too much. Fuck, Fuck Fuck Fuck! Your back arches up as you lay on the bed and you let out a barely restrained cry as you cum.

Ohhhh my God, that was intense. I'm glad theres only me here tonight, my mum would have definately heard that! I bet the fucking neighbours heard that one!

You turn off the video, and check your messages.

Matt: Hey Emily, i cant wait to see u friday, got u something to say sorry <3

You: listen, im sorry too. i might have overeacted. i just have trust issues xxxx

You: i can't wait either <3

You put down your phone and drift off to blissful sleep.