Freshmen on campus (Closed)

[DeepBlue89]

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As every so once in a while, my mother and I agreed to talk to each on Skype, despite being so far away that going over, even on most holidays, proved to be impossible. Today, on my first day of school, was one of those occasions. We talked for a good twenty minutes and I eyed my watch a whole lot. As much as I liked talking with my mother, I hated to ruin my schedule. I was a little OCD like that.

"Nervous for your first day honey?" my mother said, almost shining with pride.
"A little, but much better than before." I replied with a laugh.
"Understatement of the year..." she said, sharing my sentiments.
"Tell me about it."
"Okay Nikki, I should let you go before I ruin your morning routine."
"Haha, okay ma'am. Love you!"

I smiled as I logged off and got off my computer to change.

A week ago, I'd probably tell you that I wasn't ready for college. I mean, I thought that was for sure, especially in the early summer after my graduation. But then, as the days went on by, I found this self-confidence to be less and less reassuring. The idea of being so far away from home (as I lived in the middle of freaking nowhere in New York state) and the beginnings of me as my own person, well, it was a bit unnerving. I'm sure every other freshman (and fresh-woman? Is that even a word?) felt just as anxious as I was. My mother told me that it was normal to feel the way that I did - I was just eighteen years old and the new surroundings would be a splash of cold water out of nowhere. She went through the same thing, she would tell me over and over again. Luckily in my case, I had a special someone to go through this tough times with - Tyler, my boyfriend.

It's funny, because we found ourselves nearly in the same predicament as when we first met in junior high. We've been together ever since, and there was something poetic of us going through the same feeling again, just now as adults. He was my stone during those late summer nights, where I actually, believe it or not, thought about just dropping college out of the sheer fear. It wasn't everyday that Tyler would be the one calming me down, as he was the one that normally freaked out about every little thing, but hey - I couldn't say that I didn't appreciate it.

People often asked me how we fit together so well. Tyler was a short guy, according to the many tall individuals would inhabited my rural neighborhood - standing at about 5'8. He was your stereotypical 'geek' I guess; wore thick glasses, wasn't too into fashion, was no good at sports and absolutely loved programming. This was in contrast to me, I suppose - many considered me a complete and utter bombshell, I was 5'11, absolutely loved sports, was endowed with a D cup bust, had a shapely round bum, long legs and obviously, had the 'stuff' to become the next head cheerleader. Obviously, this inquiry would get me a little riled up, as for whatever reason, these same people believed that Tyler and I didn't have anything in common. In other words, they thought that I was a complete dolt.

The thing is, Tyler and I both excelled at school (though he was barely ahead of me). So much so, that we actually both did college credit work in our spare time. In fact, as we both worked on our schedules together, we'd be both taking mostly second year courses, right from the get-go! We'd have just a handful of classes apart, which couldn't be helped - he was a computer science major and I was an economics major. Still, we worked this out and would be seeing a lot of each other.

The one thing that I absolutely wished that he was fond of...would be jogging. As I mentioned earlier, I loved sports and fitness and namely, I loved taking care of my own body. I jogged every morning, as it was part of my daily routine; 6 AM, wake up and eat breakfast; 7 AM brush teeth and shower, 8 AM jog and shower (okay, I loved taking showers in the morning. Big deal); 9 AM, go to class; and so forth.

Stuffing my clothing into my gym bag, I stood in front of the mirror in my regular 'working out' clothes. I wore a sportsbra, which I found oddly supportive of my breasts along with my bike shorts and trusty running shoes. I didn't see anything wrong with this outfit, as Tyler did mention that he wasn't too ecstatic of my get-up. He said something about it driving boys crazy? Honestly, I couldn't see it - it was working out clothes? How could any guy find that sexy?

Oh! I almost forgot to text Tyler to meet me later after my jog. I dove into my bed (which I admit, wasn't neatly made), eager typing at my phone.

"Morning sweety! I'm gonna go out for my jog. Meet me later before class? Luv u!'

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I waited there for a few minutes to see whether he'd respond or not. He didn't; I guess that he was sleeping in for another hour or so, as he loved to do that. I shook my head and laughed before getting up, stretching a bit and running out of my residence building. It was a fresh morning and I wasn't going to waste this! It was my first time taking in the surroundings here and I had to say, I loved the place. Even if I was used to fewer people being around while I jogged, I must say.

 

[Bevatoria]

I didn't know going out that morning that it'd be the last time I did it with headphones in my ear. When exercising, I usually liked to block out the world around me, and normally I had no reason not to do otherwise. With my tshirt and jogging pants, it was almost hypnotic how I moved, up and down, bounding across the path I'd almost memorized. One I took every morning, rain, shine, or snow.

There wasn't much of that to worry about around here; sunny most of the time. Easy for me to admire the girls in their little outfits. It was mostly superficial, my interest in them, even after more then three years at this still little place, bound for three more with how many times I'd changed my major. Too many first and second year classes, this year for me...

Oh, I'd better introduce myself. Brent Wright.. Fourth year, majoring in...well, never mind that, since I have a feeling I might change again by the time January comes up, although it's Economics right now. What matters is that I've been here for over three years, starting my fourth, and about all I've gotten tangible from this place so far, aside from many casual hookups and untold amounts of wasted money on textbooks, beer, and babes, was getting in the best shape of my life. It wasn't just the jogging, but keeping this habit had helped keep me disciplined, and in the right mindset for the day ahead.

I'd gotten to see most of the morning joggers around here; occasionally I'd see a fresh one trying to brave the outdoors every day. They'd either become a part of the crowd, or not. But one of the unspoken rules is that nobody ever seemed to jog with anyone, unless they were an item, or became one. I stopped near one of the park benches; I'd been at it for ten minutes, and decided I needed to stretch a bit more. Plus, there was a water fountain nearby, and after limbering up a bit (touching my goes, wrenching my arm behind my back and all that jazz), I leaned over the fountain for a sip or two.

My headphones fell out; which wasn't all that uncommon, or surprising. As my head came up, I spotted a newcomer to our jogging scene. And more then a newcomer, as I eyed her making her way towards me...

Or the fountain, I suppose.

"Hi there." I looked at her, trying to put on a winning smile as I let her at the fountain. "Don't think I've ever seen you jogging out here before."

At her response, I extended a hand to her. "I'm Brent. Fourth year econ major...well, fourth year, first year majoring in econ." I sighed.

 

[DeepBlue89]

Ten minutes in, I nearly freaked out because although I loved jogging, I began to realize that I was in unfamiliar surroundings. Okay, sure, I was being a bit irrational considering that I was still in the college campus, but I didn't really like change all that much, thank you very much. Slowly, I began to recollect my steps from about two days ago, and gained that self-confidence again. I was a bit thirsty so, I jogged towards the fountain. Luckily, not many people were around, so there was nothing obstructing me. I made my way there, leaning over as I drank my fill.

"Hi there."

Oh. I couldn't believe that I just blocked out the world like that. I got up as he continued:

"Don't think I've ever seen you jogging out here before."
"Probably not." I said, taking this as an opportunity to stretch a bit for a few seconds "It's my first time jogging around here."

He extended his hand, introducing himself "I'm Brent. Fourth year econ major...well, fourth year, first year majoring in econ."

I saw no reason to be a jerk and not shake his hand. Who knows, maybe I just made myself my first friend here! I smiled and extended my hand to his:

"I'm Nikki. First year economics major. How crazy is that?"

 

[Bevatoria]

"Probably not." My eyes had been drawn to her as she bent over - what an ass! in those shorts... "It's my first time jogging around here." I followed her as she stretched, seeing what a limber body she had with the movements she made. This was no weekend warrior jogging just to look decent - she clearly did this all of the time. Her outfit proved that, and I tried to enjoy the sight of it discreetly as I shook her hand. One major benefit to staying in shape - the girls you meet tend to as well.

"I'm Nikki. First year economics major. How crazy is that?"

Jackpot. "Small world." I started. "More uncommon then you might think at a place like this, though...." A sly, knowing smirk lit my face as I stretched a bit myself idly. "Especially someone who's swapped majors as much as I have. We'll see if I'm still econ in a few months..."

I was enjoying her company, so I decided to see if she'd enjoy mine. "If you don't know your way around here, I'd be happy to show you around a bit...maybe a few of my favorite routes through campus...?" I bent my leg up to my hip, getting ready to start again. "Assuming you can keep up with me, anyways." I challenged playfully.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"More uncommon then you might think at a place like this, though...." he then said with a smile, stretching about. I smiled as I nodded as he continued "Especially someone who's swapped majors as much as I have. We'll see if I'm still econ in a few months..."
"Oh, so I'm pretty lucky then?" I said with a chuckle, finishing up with another question "What's your schedule like?"

He didn't seem that bad. Not to mention he seemed to like fitness about as much as me. At the very least, I already had found an acquaintance that I'd bump into from time to time here. As someone who has been around the university as much as he has, he probably knew the ropes and could show me them. So, he must have been reading my mind when he said:

"If you don't know your way around here, I'd be happy to show you around a bit...maybe a few of my favorite routes through campus...?"
"Sure. I have only about about forty minutes free though." I replied, stretching my arms now.
"Assuming you can keep up with me, anyways."
"Please. You'll be trying to keep up with me." I said with a laugh and a playful wink. "Let's get going then?"

 

[Bevatoria]

"Please. You'll be trying to keep up with me." she said with a laugh and an easy wink. "Let's get going then?"

"Aight." I resisted the urge to nudge her as I looked back. "Come on, then." I started at a slow trot and let her take her place beside me; for a moment, I wished I could follow her, but my knowledge of the campus forced me into the lead by default; even as I tried to let her keep pace, both to steal looks at her and to talk. There weren't many chances for talking at first, though; I tried to plan out our route so that she'd see more of the campus, the greenery that adorned it and the many buildings and dorms that she probably hadn't seen all of yet. Eventually, we settled into a good pace, and I turned to her, wanting to learn more about this freshman bombshell.

"So, have you met many people around campus yet?" The question was intended to see if she was...well, attached. A lot of people came to the school with a significant other; hell, even I had, a long, long time ago. The fact she didn't actually go to school here answered the question to many as to why we were no longer together; in the open, exciting atmosphere of post secondary education, many people wanted to experiment and try new things. Which had included her at her new school. Sure, I cheated on her, but only after she'd cheated on me.

"Ah." Her answer wasn't that surprising, but I hid the disappointment in my voice fairly well, I thought. "Well, if he doesn't want to jog with you, I wouldn't mind some company every morning..." Truth be told, I didn't mind scantily clad company any morning, no matter where I was...especially if I could try to turn it into something more.

This was college. She'd come around eventually. Especially for a senior...

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Aight. Come on, then."

And so began our little jogging session and as we went through routes that were more or less unknown to me, I realized that maybe without meeting Brent here, I would have gotten lost yet again. I made sure, as we made idle dialogue, to try to remember the scenery a bit more. From time to time, I glance back at my watch, a bit anxious start my first class of the semester. I still had some time before I should get to class (and this was from me, someone who loved being somewhere early as possible), so I let my worries drift off for a while to admire the greenery and the many buildings that still had that old, Gothic architecture look to them.

"So, have you met many people around campus yet?"

"Not really." I replied honestly as we continued on the route "I just arrived here with my boyfriend and haven't really had the chance to go around campus yet. Besides him, you're pretty much the only student that I've talked to around here." In the back of my mind, I wondered whether that made me sound antisocial or something. Sure, I wasn't exactly a social butterfly, but I didn't want to seem like someone who hates social interaction. "He's not much of a jogger like me, so I'm pretty much on my own this morning."

"Ah. Well, if he doesn't want to jog with you, I wouldn't mind some company every morning..."

I smiled to him and replied "Sure thing. I think you'd be the first jogging partner I've ever had. Back in my neighborhood, I was pretty much the only person capable of waking up early in the morning to do this."

 

[Bevatoria]

She replied quickly. "Sure thing. I think you'd be the first jogging partner I've ever had. Back in my neighborhood, I was pretty much the only person capable of waking up early in the morning to do this."

I laughed. "My family aren't exactly early risers, either, but they did try to teach me to keep in shape." I looked at her. "You seem to do pretty well yourself, Nikki." Especially in that outfit. Secretly, I hoped she'd get comfortable enough around to wear less, even if it was hard to imagine how she could justify it. Workout clothes were workout clothes, but...

We went along, mostly in silence, as jogging was a physical activity and we did have to breathe; a half hour went by comfortably. The time passed quickly, and eventually I turned to her. "You said you only had forty minutes; what dorm are you in?" A less then subtle way of learning where she lived, but it wasn't that large a campus anyways and she did want to run with me. I made some turns towards the building; being a fourth year student was an advantage as I knew my way around the campus, as we made our way along pathways and side areas to make our journey quicker. "When do you start your jogs in the morning?" It seemed like she started around 8, but I had to be sure.

We made our way to her dorm entrance, and I looked her over once, appreciating the view. "I'll meet you here at 8 every morning, then?" I smiled at her. She was a pleasant person to be with, and her incredibly tight body was just a bonus...

Oh, who was I kidding.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"My family aren't exactly early risers, either, but they did try to teach me to keep in shape. You seem to do pretty well yourself, Nikki."

I turned my head to face him as we jogged, smiling as I replied "Really? Thanks. So do you!" Okay, I knew damn well that I was in good shape; but it didn't hurt to hear it from someone, from time to time. I didn't fish around for compliments, but when I did receive them, well, they brightened my day.

The rest of the trip was mostly silent, after jogging for so long, we did need to catch our breath. Time went by, and I neglected to look at my watch for a while. So, when Brent said:

"You said you only had forty minutes; what dorm are you in?"

I glanced at my watch and said "Oh shoot. Right, I live in Westhill Residence"

I was impressed over how quickly we got there, as I thought for sure that we'd take a little more than ten minutes. We got there in about four instead, Brent being a fourth year student, he knew all the little shortcuts and bought us some time.

"When do you start your jogs in the morning?"
"About 8 o'clock. Why?"
"I'll meet you here at 8 every morning, then?"
"I guess so." I said, for a moment wondering whether Tyler would appreciate this. I shook off those thoughts from my head as I added "Yeah, okay. Don't be late though. I hate tardiness" with a chuckle.

I shook his hand before we parted ways, heading upstairs to take a shower and freshen up. It was my first day, so I wasn't sure as to what I should wear, but I settled for a simple white tank top (careful not to show too much cleavage), a studded belt, a pair of tight blue jeans and two inch heels. I thought that I looked all right and stopped myself from changing again (I was having second thoughts about the top, as put together with the waistband of my jeans, the bottom my stomach was bare and showed just a hint of my black panties if I moved in certain directions.)

Right on cue, as I finished changing, I got a text message from Tyler;

"Sorry, overslept. Want to meet up in the main hall?"
"Sure, see you there in 12 minutes?" I replied, brushing my hair.
"Perfect. Btw, how was your morning jog?"

I thought about telling him about my new jogging partner but figured that it wasn't important. No sense in getting him jealous over someone who just wants to take a run every morning, right?

"Same old, same old. Okay, gonna go now. Cya sweety <3"

I closed the phone as I took my school bag, filled it with some basic utensils for now and walked out of my room. I suppose that in the back of my mind, I wondered whether Brent had any of the same classes as I did. If not, well, I guess that I'd whether he was sincere of taking a run tomorrow morning.

 

[Bevatoria]

Although I enjoyed my morning exercise, I was grateful that my first class wasn't until later in the morning as I showered and had a leisurely breakfast; Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays were all easy for me and I liked that. My thoughts drifted a bit towards Nikki, in the shower, thinking her doing the same as she took off her bra, slipped out of those tight, tight shorts....some guys would feel guilty about thinking about someone else's woman, but I never did. It'd just make it a little more challenging to get at. With a quick slip into an older, faded t-shirt and khaki shorts, and my usual running shoes, I headed out of my room. I was in a dorm on campus as well, closer to Nikki then her boyfriend would likely find comfortable.

With no studying to do (yet), I made a trip down the bookstore to pick up the remainder of my textbooks; at least for the classes I was sure I was keeping. I wasn't one for coffee before I went to university, which is why I found it strange why a plastic cup of it seemed to find its way into my hand every morning since my second year, and my wallet getting gradually lighter.

Don't reduce tuition; just get the coffee shops off of campus and students will be able to afford their education just fine, I figured. It wasn't a purely economic study, as I walked leisurely into the lecture hall for what was many people's (and likely Nikki's, from the looks of it) second class of the day. Looking around, I saw a few empty seats in a row above a familiar figure...with a guy I didn't recognize sitting next to her.

I didn't want to infringe on his 'territory' too quickly, so I quietly slipped into the row behind her and her 'guy friend', slapping the seat to her left to draw her attention, with a quick smile. I figured I'd see how she'd react to me sitting near her first, in case her boyfriend was jealous. Sure, I didn't care about him in my soon-to-be-quest to conquer her, but that didn't mean I wanted his eyes on me all of the time.

 

[DeepBlue89]

My first class went by pretty uneventfully. I suppose that the one thing that I did not enjoy, was the fact that the sole first-year course that I needed to take involved a massive auditorium where our philosophy teacher went on about Socrates in such a boring, monotone voice. I could tell, right off the bat, that this would be one of those courses where students would begin dropping like flies in attendance, and show up just to do their mid-term and final. Tyler made it more or less bearable, though in the back of my mind I hoped that college life wouldn't be as dull as this.

"What's our second class again?" I asked Tyler as we walked hand in hand across the hall.
"Um..." he said, glancing at our printed schedule "Macroeconomic theory"

We arrived early, from the looks of it. Most of the classroom was completely empty, so like the good students that we were, I guess, we sat in the front row. Tyler was eagerly typing away at his phone, while I admired my own nails. I didn't handle boredom very well, apparently.

All of a sudden, I felt a tapping against the chair next to me. I turned, to see a familiar face responsible for the noise; it was Brent sitting behind me, with a bright grin on his face.

"Oh hey!" I said warmly with a smile of my own "You're in our class?"
Tyler turned and asked "Oh, who's this?"
"This is Brent. We met while I was jogging."
"Hi Brent. I'm Tyler, Nikki's boyfriend." he said, shaking Brent's hand. Look, they were becoming friends already!

 

[Bevatoria]

"Oh hey!" Her smile matched mine; and by matched I mean exceeded it in the way all friendly hot chicks seemed to. "You're in our class?"

Even though I was new to economics, I let my mind run evaluating them as I said my greetings. "Heya Nikki." Cute white tank top, in the typical comfortable-but-still-hottie dress style, leaving a tempting swatch of skin between the top and her jeans...and no flab at all. This girl knew how to dress without squeezing her hips. Which meant a chance at seeing more later...this guy had gotten lucky. Whoever he was. "Hope you don't mind having a fourth year slacker." Most students who got past fourth year were called that, and, if truth be told, I probably was one. After all, I did keep switching gears...

"Oh, who's this?" The guy next to her, wearing a semi-judgmental look that looked oddly familiar to me, as if I'd seen it before.

"This is Brent. We met while I was jogging." Nikki, trying to play peacemaker.

"Hi Brent. I'm Tyler, Nikki's boyfriend." I shook his hand firmly; he had a good grip that belied his slight stature. Slight to me, anyways. Clearly he was no athlete, which was why she jogged alone. But even as he gave me a cautious look, my smile fading slightly but still bright enough to arouse suspicion, he looked like the type of guy I could be friends with. I didn't always keep to lazy guys like me; aside from my conquests in bed, I enjoyed the company of folks from every walk of life. It was a necessity of dorm life, and had I ran into Tyler in a pub, or working in the library, we could've become fast friends.

But since he had the girl I was after, I merely matched his handshake. "A pleasure." I sidled over the row, moving into the seat I'd tapped. "Mind if I take this seat, then...?" Without hearing their answer, I was fairly certain there'd be one person who did mind and one who didn't.

And so the class started. I did try to take notes, but it had never been a strength (or a necessity for me, if truth were to be told), so I found myself idling during the lecture a lot while Nikki and Tyler were scrambling to take notes. I found myself making an occasional wisecrack or two while our professor rambled, leaning in to Nikki during one particular comment.

"Sure, that was probably true...back during the cold war." Shaking my head with a chuckle, I went back to the lecture.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Heya Nikki. Hope you don't mind having a fourth year slacker."

I chuckled a bit and replied "Not at all. After my last class though, I just might end up sleeping anyway."

I minded my own business as Tyler and Brent talked. The latter seemed really friendly, so I had no doubts in my mind that the two could become friends. Maybe this would be the start of a new friend circle for all of us? Hopefully. Tyler did need a few more buddies to hang around with, I think. My hopes were quickly pushed aside when I realized that their conversation was extremely short-lived. Soon afterward, Brent moved to the seat from earlier - namely, right next to me on the left.

"Mind if I take this seat, then...?"
"Well, I don't know..." Tyler said at the same time as I said
"Sure, go ahead I guess."

So I'm not sure whether he heard me or Tyler. Nevertheless, he took the seat just as class was about to start. For the most part, we didn't talk as I was busy trying to take down as many notes as I possibly could (as I was sure Brent was doing to). Occasionally he'd make jokes, which I had to admit were pretty funny.

"Sure, that was probably true...back during the cold war." he said, leaning over as we both chuckled. The teacher (and Tyler) gave us the stink eye, so we went back to work.

That was pretty much it. Twenty minutes or so later, class was over and everyone began to slowly leave the classroom. The teacher tried to keep us in for a moment longer (something about a group project? My mind was on another planet too), but no one seemed to take note.

"Okay, so I'll see you later honey? I know that you have to hurry." I told Tyler, who needed to get to the engineering wing, which was pretty much reserved only for engineering majors after (apparently) some prank was pulled by some social science students. We kissed each other on the cheek and he was off. I was going to head back to my dorm too, as I was going to kick back until Tyler's class was done so we could explore the campus a bit on our own.

Brent and I pretty much left the building and talked just a bit. I chuckled a bit times and soon enough, when we reached my residence, I told him "All right, see you later then. Remember, tomorrow at 8." before heading inside. Not bad for my first day of college life.

 

[Bevatoria]

The class ended, and they went their separate ways. I took the opportunity to walk her back to her dorm; I could afford to be a bit late to my next class and any chance to spend time with her, alone, with no Tyler around. Again, the dude could've easily been a friend of mine, but he was with a hottie I wanted, which made him persona non grata. Afterwards? Depended on how hard he took having her pulled away from him. He seemed somewhat chill, if insecure, and I couldn't blame him. I was a mess and my girl ended up taking college hundreds of miles away.

Although maybe that had been part of it.

Anyways, I couldn't bear not stealing a peek at her panties as they peeked up on her hips as her jeans hung just a bit lower...and every move her breasts made in her top. God, how did she end up with a guy like him? I know there's more then looks to a guy, but Nikki could've had any guy she wanted. She seemed to want more then just style with a guy, and even though I was no airhead, I'd be hard pressed to keep up.

So I just smiled at her as she waved at me. "All right, see you later then. Remember, tomorrow at 8." A nod affirmed my commitment.

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And so, it began. I met her almost every morning at 8, in my t-shirt and jogging pants. Eventually, I started to swap to muscle shirts, showing off my arms a little more, taking advantage of our area's temperate climate...and giving her a little to look at, since she was doing the same for me. I don't know whether she was just getting more comfortable around me or I was just imagining it, but I could swear her shorts were getting smaller, her bras and tops tighter around her bust, and her movements more and more flirtatious. All girls did that when they were getting comfortable around guys, but it was driving me nuts. Every time she spilled water on her face, it seemed to run to areas that had me thinking about wet-tshirt competitions...

But another turning point came in another class we took together. All of the economics classes were blending into one for me at that point, and we ended up doing a small group project. I was surprised who I ended up getting assigned with, when all was said and done. A class full of 30, and I ended up with...

 

[DeepBlue89]

He was true to his word where, for nearly everyday for two weeks, he'd wait in front of my building around 8 and we'd end up jogging.

It was a little odd, but I suppose that these past few days, I did become somehow excited over our little jogging sessions. It finally felt that I shared things in common with someone besides Tyler, who (as I've mentioned earlier) wasn't too fond of fitness. It wasn't only that I guess - Brent was a funny guy and I did enjoy spending time with him. Most importantly, I felt comfortable enough with him to wear some of my less concealing pieces of work-out clothes. After all, when laundry-day came (which for me, was every four-five days or so), I didn't have much of a choice but to wash my regular shorts and sportsbra, leaving me with attires from about two years ago.

The shorts that I wore during these days were a bit...well, short and a bit tight on my bum, barely covering the bottom of each cheek. The top was revealing as well, not to mention not very supportive; but around Brent I didn't feel that people were eying me like candy. Besides, it seemed to me that he acted in a similar fashion - he'd come over wearing muscle tee-shirts that were revealing themselves; showcasing the tone of his own body..and I was sure that he wasn't doing that on purpose.

Then again, I was pretty naive.

Anyway, that was besides the point. Brent and I were spending quite a bit of time; so much so, that from time to time, Tyler would get a little jealous given the fact that he wasn't used to me allowing another man into my life. I'd have to constantly reassure him that it was alright. I didn't blame though; in addition to Brent, he also had to deal with the fact that the guys from my residence, and the few surrounding ones, had their eye on me. As if that didn't get Tyler jealous enough, he become more so, when he got news of my economics class where, upon entering, names were grouped together for the mid-term project. As luck would have it...mine was grouped with;

"Hey Brent." I said, sitting next to him "Looks like we're partners."

 

[Bevatoria]

"Hey Brent. Looks like we're partners."

Nikki sat next to me casually, even as Tyler's stare could have killed an ant. I think we actually got along reasonably well when Nikki wasn't involved...which was about all of the time, unfortunately. I might've been doing it deliberately, or maybe it was her subconciously wanting to be the center of attention. She drew it without knowing it, in those shorts she wore while she was jogging; I'd taken to 'letting' her get ahead of me to steal a look or two at her ass. As a friend, she'd never suspected me of ulterior motives - I was just a helpful senior who was her jogging partner. I wasn't looking at her body, fantasizing about it, jerking off to her in the shower...

..or had dreamed about this exact scenario. More justified reasons to spend time together.

"Guess I don't have to jog every morning with you to get alone time with you now." I teased. The innocent joke of a male friend, of course. "But seriously, we should make plans to meet up to discuss our outline outside of class...I don't think we'll get enough times during lectures to working on it."

I'm sure Nikki spent a ton of time with Tyler in and out of class. But knowingly or not, I was probably the person she spent the next best amount of time with, in person, and that was only going to increase with this project. Getting her more and more comfortable with me...even if I was plenty comfortable with her, stealing glances down her shirt when she wasn't looking. I never got tired of watching her move, laugh, or the way her body 'jiggled' when she got up, or stretched or...

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Guess I don't have to jog every morning with you to get alone time with you now."
I laughed at his playful little remark, lightly slapping his shoulder as he continued:
"But seriously, we should make plans to meet up to discuss our outline outside of class...I don't think we'll get enough times during lectures to working on it."
"Don't you two already spend enough time already?" Tyler sharply said, motioning his partner to come in.
"Oh come on honey. This is for school." I said, nearly wincing at his sharp tone which was obviously directed to Brent "Sorry about that."

"Oh right, when's a good time for you? I figure that we could go to the library or something this weekend. Unless you had plans?" I asked with a smile, being warm as usual. Still, on the back of my mind, I wanted to mouth 'sorry' to Tyler. He had to deal with a lot because of me, I think. Heck, even I was getting frustrated with the attention that I was getting from guys besides him - you wouldn't believe the amount of sleazeballs there are in college. It wasn't until recently that I found out that I was nicknamed the 'sexy tease on campus', just because I didn't get with the guys in residence. It absolutely didn't help with some of the jocks, who found out that Tyler and I were still waiting before...well...

Anyway, looked like Brent was lost in thoughts.

"Hello?" I continued playfully, waving my hand in front of his face.

 

[Bevatoria]

"It's all right." I shrugged. "Guys can be possessive; I don't take it personally." It'd be hard to, considering that I was the one who'd floated her nickname around campus - ' the sexy tease'- pretending I didn't know her, of course. Not many people knew about our morning jogging sessions and even if they did, it could easily reinforce my calling her that. If they saw as much of her tits jiggling in her little sports bras as I did....

"Oh right, when's a good time for you? I figure that we could go to the library or something this weekend. Unless you had plans?"

Too easy. Get her late one night when her boy was out, study a bit late, have her over at my place...every outfit she wore was erotic whether she wanted it to be or not. Every smile, every innocent gesture, only fueling the fire within me to have her, regardless of Tyler's intentions. We'd have to get the project done, but it'd be easy - she seemed as smart as a bee, and I was a senior, slacker or not, in a first year class. It'd be cakewalk, meaning I could focus on what my real goal was - getting her-

"Hello?" She waved her hand in front of my face, and I shook my head in a daze. That was close. I didn't think Nikki was a total idiot, so I looked down for a moment.

"Sorry, trying to think about what'll work for me..." I started, looking at her. "Any plans for Saturday night?" I asked innocently. "I'd do Friday, but I know that's date night for most couples so I wouldn't want to get in your and Tyler's way...assume you guys might want to try the college party life on your first weekend away from home." A lie, but not a very transparent one, as a lot of people did want to try that, and I honestly had no idea how wild a life those two lived outside of classes.

Although if the whispers among my jock friends were true...I had trouble believing a girl with a body like that would want to save herself.

 

[DeepBlue89]

""It's all right. Guys can be possessive; I don't take it personally."
"Tyler isn't very possessive though. I'm not sure what's gotten over him." I said in a near whisper.

Anyway, that bit was before I caught Brent in his little daze. After waving my hand playfully in front of him, he seemed to snap out of it.

"Sorry, trying to think about what'll work for me..."
"Oh, that's fine."
"Any plans for Saturday night?"
"Not really."
"I'd do Friday, but I know that's date night for most couples so I wouldn't want to get in your and Tyler's way...assume you guys might want to try the college party life on your first weekend away from home."

The thing was that Tyler and I didn't really have a 'date night', so to speak. The deal was that usually one of us would text the other, and show up to hang around a bit. I turned to see Tyler, who chatting away with his new study partner. "Hey honey, what would work better, Friday or Saturday for us?" I asked him, as he likely heard that conversation between us. I was almost afraid to ask here, not that Tyler would get confrontational or anything like that (he wasn't that type), but as I've said earlier - he was getting jealous. Especially of Brent; according to Tyler, it was obvious that he had a thing for me. I couldn't see it though.

"Either would work fine. I'll be a bit busy with another project then."
"Okay, thanks!"

I turned to see Brent and answered "Either Friday or Saturday would work. We're not much of party people anyway." with a bit of a laugh given how true that was. It was very likely that neither one of us would have that wild streak.

 

[Bevatoria]

I watched as Nikki went over to him to 'validate' her plans. It spoke to how serious she thought their relationship was, and I couldn't blame her. But I thought of Tyler as a guy who wouldn't monopolize his girl's time, and I couldn't blame him for wanting to be decent. Have some time with her, have some time to yourself. Worked for many. As I watched them talk (okay, as I watched Nikki talk to him), my only thought was how if I had Nikki, that I'd never want her to leave my room...

It seemed like they were done, so I walked over as Tyler moved away. "Either Friday or Saturday would work. We're not much of party people anyway." Her laugh seemed genuine, and I pretended to be deep in thought, even as I'd already made up my mind. I would've suggested Friday even if she'd had plans for then. I pulled out my phone, bringing up my day planner in it as I looked at her.

"How about 6:00 on Friday? We can meet for a couple of hours and still have the evening free." I was a little proud of myself for that one. A classic play. The evening would be free, but anyone who was someone would have plans (be they social or not social) by then. Knowing Nikki, I had a feeling she'd still want to do something, and my mind raced with all too enticing possibilities. "Oh, and we should exchange numbers, too, in case one of us is late." We had a bunch of classes together, but I trusted she wouldn't think of that, and figure that my intentions were noble in wanting a way to contact her.

"All right." Sliding my phone back in my pocket, I smiled at her. "I'll see you...well, tomorrow morning, I guess." We were still jogging partners, after all.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"How about 6:00 on Friday? We can meet for a couple of hours and still have the evening free."

"Sounds pretty good. Are we going to go to the computer lab, or the library?" I said, before realizing that as a fourth year student, he probably knew what would be the better place to go "Never mind, I'm sure you know of a better place than me."

"Oh, and we should exchange numbers, too, in case one of us is late."
"Sure, mine is..." I said, giving him my number as he typed it in his phone before sliding it back to his pocket.
"All right."
"Hold on, what's yours? I still need to type in that." I said with a chuckle.
Once I had received it, he smiled at me and said:
"I'll see you...well, tomorrow morning, I guess."
"Sure thing. See you!"

The next morning was pretty much of the same old, same old. My mother had called me via Skype, just to see how I was doing and although I was usually honest with her about everything, I decided to leave Brent out of the conversation, despite him being a good chunk of my college life right now. I knew my mother well, and I figured that she would tell me to be extremely cautious around him. No need to spoil a good relationship, right? I knew what I was doing.

Turned out that I was a little earlier than usual, as I waited outside, stretching as I waited for my jogging partner. I suppose in the back of my mind I was glad that I didn't have to wear my shorter work out clothes (having put on what I originally had on when we first jogged), but I had to admit that I had trouble picking these (despite themselves not being too modest, I guess). Not that I wanted attention! Well, maybe. I don't know. Every so often, Brent would muster up the courage to give out a compliment when I would wear something more or less revealing and I guess that I enjoyed that?

Fixing up my ponytail that I had, I believed that I saw Brent over in the distance. Good thing, I was starting to believe that he wouldn't show up!

 

[Bevatoria]

I had gotten a jump on the day, or so I thought; as I made my way towards her dorm building at a light jog. Lately, she'd been beating me there, and it had become an informal competition as to who would be there first; me, waiting for her, or her waiting for me. A small smile broke out on my face at the sight of her; wearing what had secretly become my favorite outfit for her to wear. It wasn't her skimpiest one (that would be a certain black bra and shorts she'd only worn once), but it was the way I envisioned her most when I was...thinking about her. It was how she'd looked when we'd met, so it was the image I naturally associated with her.

"Morning, Nikki." I started some light stretches; the jog itself was a part of my warmup, as the two of us had fallen into a pretty good pace once we got started. I still knew my way around the campus better then she did, but occasionally she would take us on a detour or two, especially to places she hadn't been to yet. I looked at her, shaking my head comically. "I can't believe how well put together you are, even for jogging...it's like you always want to look perfect." I did my final arm stretch, reaching out as far as I could behind my back before looking back at her again. "You ready to go?"

We stayed in silence for the first part of our run, which was a good sign for me. Being able to have a comfortable silence was a sign our relationship was progressing...I obviously hadn't unseated Tyler, yet, and she hadn't seen any danger in continuing our runs together, or sitting next to each other in classes. I knew where the friends zone was, even if I had plans to obliterate it, one way or the other.

"So you've been on campus a while...are you finding you're enjoying it here?" I looked at her for a moment before continuing. "A lot of people like the freedom of dorm life...the chance to do anything you want to do, without your parents watching...or with anyone judging your choices." My eyes went forward as she responded. "I for one like the fact that I can do anyone I want...." I coughed. "...I mean, anything."

Okay, that wasn't supposed to have slipped out.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Morning, Nikki."
"Morning, Brent!" I answered warmly "Ready for our morning routine?"

Over time, I think that I've come to admire Brent's own physique. He was tall, a few more inches than myself (and I was the tallest gal on campus, I think) and I suppose that in some way, I appreciated hanging around with a guy who wasn't shorter than myself. Not that it mattered! Tyler was quite a bit shorter than myself, and I was happy with him. It's just that Brent was also more refined. You could tell right off the bat, as we jogged, that this wasn't a habit that he just picked up recently; his abs showed that. Wait, why I was thinking about that? Forget it.

"I can't believe how well put together you are, even for jogging...it's like you always want to look perfect." he said with a laugh. I chuckled back, answering with: "Well, thank you! But trust me, I don't put in much effort before a jog."

"You ready to go?"
"Sure, let's do this."

Our jog was silent at first, both of us simply enjoying the good exercise, I think. This was common practice in most of our mornings but don't get me wrong, we'd get to talking usually around mid-way through. Maybe we were simply a little too tired at first and the jog energized us a bit more? Who knows.

Anyhoo, our conversation began as he said:

"So you've been on campus a while...are you finding you're enjoying it here? A lot of people like the freedom of dorm life...the chance to do anything you want to do, without your parents watching...or with anyone judging your choices."

I nodded, replying with "I find the freedom a bit nice to be honest. I lived in a pretty closed community, so I was practically always under constant surveillance from my family. People judging was pretty commonplace too."

"I for one like the fact that I can do anyone I want...I mean, anything."

"Anyone?" I said with a laugh, as that caught me off-guard. "Just what are you thinking about? I'm pretty sure that's called a Freudian-Slip" I continued, nudging him playfully as we continued our jog.

I continued our conversation with "So, how long have you been doing this? You seem pretty dedicated, which is something new for me to see in someone." as I smiled.

After he replied, I said "I've been doing this ever since the seventh grade. How else do you think that I can have this amazing behind?" with a laugh and a playful wink. I hoped that he didn't think too much of my playful attitude. That's how I behaved with my friends, for the most part. Though, Brent was probably the only guy friend that I had...

 

[Bevatoria]

She seemed to take it as an innocent comment, at least at first "Anyone?" she said with a laugh; the kind that always got me going. "Just what are you thinking about? I'm pretty sure that's called a Freudian-Slip" She nudged me in the ribs, as I pretended she'd hurt me more then she really did as I grabbed my side, slowing down. I let my eyes settle on her toned stomach, one of my favorite parts of a fit young woman, lingering there probably a little longer then necessary before I smiled in the same vein.

"Oh, I'm sure you wouldn't be interested in what I'm thinking about." I looked her up and down before continuing on with a smirk; one that many platonic friends shared. "Just certain...people I know." More hinting at what was to come; she seemed to enjoy the 'harmless' flirting as much as I did.

"So, how long have you been doing this? You seem pretty dedicated, which is something new for me to see in someone." She continued on.

"I've always tried to keep in shape." I replied. "Not really a gym rat, since I don't usually like a crowd..." Nikki was the first person I'd really jogged with regularly, and definitely the first female. "...but it seemed important to me to not just waste away like so many people I know, or just to eat right." Truth be told, I was better at exercise then dieting; and it seemed my metabolism compensated for some of my...shall we say, lifestyle-related food choices. College didn't leave much money for good eating. "But I've probably at least kept some sort of exercise routine since my second year of high school. Jogging only since I came to college, since it's cost effective." I nodded back at her. "And you?"


"I've been doing this ever since the seventh grade. How else do you think that I can have this amazing behind?" She winked and laughed as she said it, and we stopped for a second, leaning on a park bench to catch our breath. I pretended to look at what she'd brought so much attention, grateful to no longer have to hide my longing stares at it for a brief moment; pretending, of course, to do it because she'd brought attention to it.

"I'm glad you choose not to hide your best assets." At her look, I cocked my head a bit, smiling warmly. "Come on, Nikki, it's college. You've got a boyfriend, but you don't have to hide from me that you've been checking out all the guys here." I smirked knowingly. "That's the advantage of being single...I can check out any girl I want without any kind of guilt or reprocussions to it." My gaze lingered on her for a moment before I broke back out into a jog.

"Come on!"

 

[DeepBlue89]

The occasional flirtatious dialogue was normal when Brent and I hung out, I guess. I was completely harmless though! It's not as if it got sexual in nature or anything. Some of my friends had told me that it was normal when a girl was friends with a guy; so I went along with their statement here. There was no harm in it, right?

"I've always tried to keep in shape."
"Seem about right." I replied with a smile.
"Not really a gym rat, since I don't usually like a crowd...but it seemed important to me to not just waste away like so many people I know, or just to eat right."

I nodded as it seemed more or less why I jogged. I didn't like crowds either, a reason partially responsible for why I preferred to do routines like jogging outside, rather than go at a treadmill at some local gym. Not to mention that in the latter, I'd get some lingering stares while here with Brent, there was none of that. Okay, so there was a few stares coming from him occasionally, but he was just playing.

"But I've probably at least kept some sort of exercise routine since my second year of high school. Jogging only since I came to college, since it's cost effective and you?" he continued as we jogged. We were nearing a park bench and eventually stopped there for a while. That's when I said:

"I've been doing this ever since the seventh grade. How else do you think that I can have this amazing behind?"

He then looked me over as we both leaned on the park bench, his eyes undoubtedly moving towards what I just brought attention to. Once again, he was just being playful, so I saw no reason why to get upset at all. After all, it was me who brought it up.

"I'm glad you choose not to hide your best assets."
I looked at him and simply raised an eyebrow.

"Come on, Nikki, it's college. You've got a boyfriend, but you don't have to hide from me that you've been checking out all the guys here. That's the advantage of being single...I can check out any girl I want without any kind of guilt or reprocussions to it." he added before darting out of there, yelling out: "Come on!"

I obviously caught up with him, chuckling as I said "I do not check out all the guys here!" as we jogged "I'm happy in my relationship, I totally don't do that. Honest." And I guess that was pretty true. I didn't check out every guy on campus as I was purely one man for me kind of gal. I suppose though, that if he meant 'check out' as in notice a guy's body, the count would then go to two and the first being Tyler and the second being Brent. But I wasn't going to let him know that.

As per usual, whenever we crossed a familiar path, I always wanted to take the lead in order to familiarize myself with my surroundings. So, I turned sharply to the right, saying "This way, right?" as he began to catch up. I figured that maybe, he was checking me out as we did run now, especially given how especially flirtatious our conversations were this morning. It didn't really bother me. Not that I enjoyed it! Did I?