Talking to Eve

You stand there shocked but Eve, aside from the fading redness in her face and saliva glistening from her hard nipples, recovers quickly. She hooks her arm in yours and both of you start walking towards the front desk.

"God Connor is such a creep. I was looking forward to this party, but if it really is the same, then it might kind of blow," she says.

You remember not to be weird about it if she isn't. "Yeah he doesn't mean to be a creep, just sorta is, but he does try to network his ass off. Maybe he'll get invites to some of the better parties, maybe even some off campus," you say. Off campus and out of bounds of these rules, you think to yourself. "I mean we could just skip the party, hang out you and me, though I'm kind of hoping it still blows if you get my drift."

She laughs and the motion makes her tits bounce slightly. Your cock isn't fazed by the jealousy and she sees the bulge in your pants, then looks to you apologetically.

"John I know I haven't been the best girlfriend recently, I'm sorry. And I'm totally sorry but I promised Kayla we would go hard at the first chance we could, which is this party. She's really bummed about the new roommate, bummed that I haven't been around even though it's only the second week of school, just a lot of change she's going through. You know?" she asks rhetorically. She's always been empathic. It's one the traits of hers you fell in love with. "I promise I'll make it up to you!"

You can't help but smile and give in. She says she has to finish her shift and get to tennis practice. You contemplate going to watch, you know almost all the tennis players on her team are pretty hot, but you decide not to otherwise you'll probably blow a load in your pants.

Promising to see her in the morning before class, you depart.