Melissa goes to see Helda

Because of her similar situation in all her classes, the university had asked Melissa to come in and meet with a counselor named Helda. The counselor was supposed sit down with Melissa and help her manage her time better. Unfortunately Melissa could not tell her about the superheroine part, which was a big reason she didn’t complete assignments on time.
Melissa ran up the stairs in the student services building to the second floor where the counseling offices were. She was already 10 minutes late and she hoped Helda would still be there. Melissa didn’t want to have to reschedule her appointment.

Melissa entered the counseling office and saw only one other girl waiting there. Walking over to the receptionist she told her she was here to see Helda. The receptionist told staci to sit down as she picked up her phone and pressed the button for Helda's extension.

The heroine/ college student only had to wait a couple of minutes before an older blonde haired woman came and called her name. Melissa stood and the woman gestured for her to follow. As Melissa followed Helda she could see the woman was in her late 40’s, she had long straight blonde hair, and was rather tall. She was wearing a white blouse with a poka-dotted black and white skirt.

Reaching the last office on the hallway, the counselor gestured for Melissa to go inside and to sit on the large black couch. As Melissa did, she watched the woman close the door and lock it before sitting on the couch near her. The woman leaned back casually with one hand ontop of the couch near Melissa.

“So Melissa, I see we are having some problems in classes?” Helda smiled as she spoke. Her eyes roaming up and down Melissa's body.

Melissa watched as the older woman took her in, looking at the swell of her ample breasts under her tight yellow top her midriff, and her tight shorts.

“Yes…” Melissa stammered, trying to ignore the look, “I have been feeling overwhelmed lately.”

“And why is that?” The counselor asked softly, almost seductively.

As she asked the question, Melissa felt a tingle run through her neck and shoulders and she tried not to jump up, Helda was touching, was stroking the back of her neck.

“Well, with classes and extracurricular activities I am having trouble finding time to do homework, Miss.”

"Please call me Helda," She continued to rub the back of Melissa’s neck, and she slid closer on the couch to Melissa. “And just relax, I’m here to help you work out the situation.”

“Yes…Ms……I mean Helda.” Melissa stammered.

“that’s good Melissa.” Helda continued to softly rub the back of Melissa's neck and she placed her other hand on Melissa's leg, just above her knee. “What do you think you can do to improve your studying?”

Melissa watched as Helda's hand slowly slid up her leg, along the inside of her thigh, towards her shorts. And she felt the counselor’s other hand slide down her neck and onto her far shoulder. She began kneeding Melissa's shoulder through her shirt.

“I..i could cut back on extracurricular activities?”

“No sweetie, you shouldn’t have to do that. There must be something else taking up your time. Is there something going on that I can help you with Melissa? You can tell me? Anything, I won’t tell anyone else.”

Helda's one hand slid down around Melissa's shoulder and pulled the girl closer. Her other hand continued to slowly move its way up Melissa's thigh. The woman’s finger’s slid under the legs of Melissa's short shorts.