Well, she seems distracted

Campus hottie Miranda Kim walked into lab, dressed up for a party. Makeup done, dyed hair styled into fetching ringlets down to her shoulders, black crop top showing a little bare skin around her taught midriff, and sexy little miniskirt, with a small gap of delicious thigh before long, pantyhose covered legs, all ending in a pair of white, heeled boots.

Peter had only seen her in her fairly normal, day-to-day clothes before. Even then, Miranda was a cutie worth fantasizing about, but like this? Peter's deflating cock starting twitching with life again.

Miranda seemed distracted, though. "Oh, hey Peter, I'll just be a sec. Just grabbing my hoodie." She didn't even look at him, so didn't notice him holding that very same hoodie, especially since he'd just shoved it under the table he was standing behind.

Not finding her clothing where she'd left it, a little confused, she checked a couple of other places. Finally, she paused, looked up at Peter, and wrinkled her nose a little bit. Damn, she looked cute wrinkling her nose like that.

"Hey, do you smell that?"

"Uhh..."

"Did you spill or something? I can't tell what that smell is, it's so unusual, but...it smells kinda good, right? Am I crazy?"

Seeing a way out, Peter seized the opportunity.

"Oh, yeah, uh, sorry, there was a spill and I grabbed your hoodie to clean it up, since it was close by. I'll wash it and give it back to you tomorrow!"

"Ugh, why would you do that? Just give it here, I'll wash it."

With no way out, Peter sheepishly handed over the cumstained hoodie. To his horror, and slight excitement, Miranda raised it to her nose and took a big sniff. "Yeah, the smell is definitely coming from here. Smells really good though. What spilled?"

"Uh, uh, um..." he stuttered. As he hemmed and hawed, Miranda took a couple more deep lungfuls of Peter's strangely nice-smelling load. Then, as he watched, she closed her eyes, really buried her face in there, and took a huge breath in.

When her lungs were at capacity, she lowered the hoodie from her face and looked up at Peter. There was a streak of glistening wetness under her mascara-ed eyes where some of his sticky load had stuck to her face, and her pretty eyes looked a little glazed over. She walked over to him.

"Peter," she said huskily. "You have to tell me what this was. This smells incredible. I gotta have more of it." She was standing so close that she was looking up at him intently through her eyelashes. He could smell her perfume she'd put on for the night.

"Err, um, ahh..." he continued, mind whirling. He was incredibly embarrassed about what he did, but also really turned on from having the object of his fantasies so close that he could feel her body heat.

"Peter, tell me. I need to be able to get more of this."

"It's my cum!" he blurted out.

Emotions warred across Miranda's face. Confusion, shock, maybe a little disgust. After a few moments, though, relief and excitement won out. The sexy Korean-American smiled like the cat that found the milk. "Well, then, think you could give me a little more?" she purred, tracing a manicured finger down Peter's scrawny chest.

Author's Note: Taken me longer than I expected to get to the action, sorry! Next chapter should start getting to the good stuff :)