The new East Hall RA

Waking up the next morning, Mark could hear the sound of banging on his dorm room door.

He rubbed his eyes before looking at the time on his phone to see that he had slept in once again, missing his first class. It was already very light in the room so he realised he may have been in trouble as soon as he woke up.

As this latest semester went on, the freshly new Junior had been missing classes here and there solely because of the social life he was trying to live. As a junior and a member of the football team, Mark had becoming exceedingly busy, now beginning to slack off in his classes.

He slowly got out of bed and made his way to the door, opening it up. As soon as he unlocked it, his roommate Matt came charging in, heading straight to his desk.

“Come on man,” he whinged, “I’ll be late to class.”

“Sorry dude,” Mark said as he took a seat back down on his bed, about to scroll through a bit of social media on his phone.

His roommate Matt had been spending a lot of time sleeping in his girlfriend’s dorm room because Mark had requested privacy to Skype call Tiffany.

“Did you at least get my new key sorted,” Matt asked as he grabbed everything he needed.

“Uhh yeah, I just need to grab it from the office,” he said, still trying to wake himself up properly.

Matt had recently lost it and Mark had told him that he would sort it out for him, speaking to the RA’s to get a new one made up.

“You should have just told me it was ready, I could have grabbed it myself,” he said as he made his way back out, rushing to his first class of the day.

Mark didn’t bother to continue to communicate with Matt considering the rush he was in. The brown haired boy instead shut the door on his way out before getting changed himself.

He was glad that the two were now friends once more, moving on from the falling out they had in Mark’s Junior Year. Since then, Matt and his girlfriend Cassidy had gotten back together and were remarkably on an incredible two month run without a serious argument, an all time record for the couple.

Once Mark was dressed, he made his way off to the East Hall RA office in order to collect Matt’s new key. It had always been Tiffany’s office since Mark had arrived at Heathrow but with the brunette graduating last year, the position was opened up for someone else to take it on.

Luckily for Mark, he knew the new female RA as well as he knew the old one.

He strolled into the office, knocking on the already open door.

In her desk chair, facing the other way, the blonde female did a 180 in her chair to face him. Sitting in front of him with a big welcoming smile on her face was Ali.

“What’s happening Mark,” she asked him.

“Oh nothing… just came in here to look at your beautiful face,” he flirted.

She shook her head with a guilty smirk on her face, “Tell me why you’re really here.”

Mark chuckled, “I’m just coming in to pick up that spare room key, the one for Matt.”

As soon as he told her, she got out of her chair and moved to the other side of the office to find where she had left it. Ali was dressed in tight denim short shorts and a white tank top that showed enough cleavage to make Mark a little excited.

She pulled open one of the filing cabinets and locating the room key for Room 108.

“Oops,” she said as it slipped out of her hand and onto the floor.

Before he could even offer to be a gentlemen and pick it up for the stunning blonde Junior, Ali was already on her hands and knees, picking it up. Mark stood behind and took in her incredible heart shaped ass in those denim short shorts. It had always been one of her most desirable features.

Standing up, she regained composure, passing him the key, “All yours, just tell Matt not to lose it again, I got one more spare cut for the room but I don’t want to have to give that away too.”

“I’ll let him know, thanks for getting this sorted for us,” he smiled.

Ali made her way back over to her desk chair, where she had an assignment half finished in front of her. She sighed as she tried to remember where she was up to, “This is ridiculous, I’ll never finish this by the end of the weekend.”

“Does that mean you won’t be attending our game tomorrow?” Mark asked her, still standing at the door, “Coach Peters thinks our new Quarter Back from Wisconsin’s meant to be arriving today and playing tomorrow, we might actually be a chance to win.”

Playing with her blue pen in her hand, she shook her head, “I don’t think so Mark, not with this assignment and all this RA work that I’m behind on, still haven’t solved the whole Macca issue with Tasha from last weekend.”

Mark chuckled to himself, knowing how much trouble Macca, the Australian transfer student would get into on a weekly basis.

“I don’t know how Tiffany did this job so we’ll and had time for cheerleading and everything else she did in her social life,” she complained.

Mark had always wondered why Ali had taken up the role after Tiffany had graduated. It wasn’t in her nature. Mark had his own theories, he believed it was just because she was trying to keep herself busy and not have to think about how their mutual friend Daniel had chosen Maple over herself to start a relationship with.

“Well don’t stress yourself out too much with all of this,” Mark told her, “It’s important for you to let your hair down every once in a while.”

Obviously, he meant what he was saying, thinking about her own mental health with how important it was for her to let loose a little. However, he was also thinking for himself, wanting her to get back to her social out-there self, showing her very sexual side again.

Just looking at her, he couldn’t help but think about how much he would love to bend her over and do her hard from behind. The mental images of her fit naked body flooded his mind, he had to stop just to avoid getting hard in her office.

“Thanks Mark,” she smiled, appreciating his help, “Promise we’ll have a proper catch up in a few weeks when the semester’s done.”

He nodded as he went to exit the door, “After exams, you and me are going out to a bar!”

“You book it, I’ll be there!” she called out as he left the office.