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Chapter 4
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BigDykeEnergy
Shall we?
Yes
“Yes!” - I almost shouted
Without realising I started following behind her, she was explaining something about offices, I think - yeah, I wasn’t paying attention, I couldn’t pay attention. My hands were shaking and I was feeling tension on the back of my head. It wasn’t just because of the six-foot beauty walking completely naked in front of me, I don’t think. The nonchalance of it all, as well as my own partial nudity was really getting to me.
“...and this is a chair” - the nonsequitur broke through my dulled hearing as Nicole pointed to a seat - “You don’t look so good, sit down”
I obliged and planted my butt down on the chair, it was cold against my skin.
“Do you need anything?” - she asked and sat in the spot next to me.
I declined and reassured her that nothing was wrong, then proceeded to stammer out one of the most embarrassing things one can say in this situation - “I, just, you’re pretty, ha” - I chuckled like an idiot.
“Thank you” - she took my awkward blurt surprisingly well - “And I take it the pretty mixed with the nude is what’s making you look like you’re about to be taking an entrance exam?”
“I’m sorry, it’s just, it’s… all of it is a bit much” - I managed to say after some deep breaths.
“I get it” - this was weird to hear from someone brazenly walking around naked of her own volition - “I mean, I don’t get it, I never had the same problem” - now, that made more sense - “but I’ve seen people go through the same thing, so I understand it.”
Nicole placed her hand on my shoulder - “The one thing that helps is exposure, don’t hide away, don’t avoid looking. Take it all in and you’ll get used to everything in no time” - She then got up and stood in front of me - “Stand up”
Still slightly dazed from before I followed her command semi-consciously.
“You simply need to get your brain used to its new environment, give me your hand”
I reached out with my right hand, she grasped it in her left.
“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, so tell me when you want to stop”
Nicole then pulled my hand down and towards herself, I had to take a step forward. She pressed my palm lightly against her skin, slightly below her belly button. It didn’t rest in place for long as she began sliding my hand down and soon after my finger slipped between her lips. I looked down, with my mouth agape yet feeling breathless. She kept going until I was cupping her whole pussy.
“That ought to help you adjust, don’t you think?” - I looked up to see an oddly boastful expression on her face. I couldn’t answer, too stunned by having such an intimate moment in a college hallway. Was it intimate to her too? I don’t think so, otherwise she wouldn’t have done it, right?
“Now, as much as I looove the antiseptic chairs out here, the ones in your office are much nicer. Unless, of course, you’d like to keep touching me?” - I yanked my hand away at her saying that, which made her laugh - “that wasn’t me telling you to stop but sure, let’s get going”
Nicole showed me the room I’d be doing all my grading and paperwork from. I would be sharing it with a Mrs. Evans, whoever that might be, she wasn’t in at the time. From there it was onto the part of my work I actually enjoy, that is to say we were going over the lecture halls. To get there we would have to step outside. I let Nicole go in front of me, despite the spacious path, I couldn’t help myself and had to admire her from behind again. Her butt was small but perky and swayed side to side with every step, my eyes followed in sync.
Karma didn’t approve of my leering and guided my shoulder into a pole. I stumbled, tripped and fell in a bush.
“I’m fine, I’m fine!” - I said to Nicole, who was offering to help me up. As I propped myself up I saw my legs, spread to either side. I slammed them shut and threw my hands on top for good measure. My face certainly grew redder.
“You have nothing to be ashamed of. I like the clean look, it suits you” - aaand redder yet.
I’m omitting some other embarrassing moments from the day. She showed me the lecture halls, pointed out the study rooms and made my heart skip on multiple occasions. We finished back where we started. She patted me on the butt and went off to do her work, I left some things in my new office and drove home with butterflies in my stomach.
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