Soccer Crush by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Soccer Crush by loyalsock

Great. I was late for class again. O well, I thought as I casually strolled to the class I was 15 minutes late for. When I finally got there, I managed to find a seat in the crowded auditorium way in the back. Perfect. Maybe I'll get a chance to sit next to Teri. Teri was gorgeous. She had beautiful brown hair with few blonde streaks. She had a femininely athletic body, toned muscles and all. This was because she was on the soccer team. Everything about her was beautiful. She was about 5'10 and weighed maybe 135. She was curvy in all the right places. She had my heart and she didn't even know me. Well, while I was deep in thought, who should walk in but the culprit herself. She was very flushed apparently from running to get to class. I could read her lips telling the professor that soccer practice had run long. His approving smile let her know that she was excused. She darted her piercing blue eyes toward the students, searching for a seat. I looked around too, only to find that the only available seat was right next to me. I thought I would have an orgasm right there. She smiled and headed towards me. Hi she said as she settled herself. Hi, I said nervously. Samantha, right? she asked smiling. Right, I said, quite shocked. She knew my name! Boy, I always have a tough time getting to this class on time, she said, starting a conversation. Yea, I know what you mean, I replied. The conversation started from there. We kept it up through the lecture, seeing as how this was the ...

... single most boring class in the history of the world and that we were sitting so far back we wouldn't draw attention. Everyone else on our row was sl**p so we had the row to ourselves. We talked for what seemed like hours, but very enjoyable hours. Teri is a very outgoing person and I was too, so it's like we clicked. After class, she asked if I was hungry. I'm famished, I said. So we went to the local pizza parlor and ordered. We talked and talked and talked. We talked about what we do after college, about our dreams, goals, aspirations, things like that. We had a lot in common. Even stuff that I thought was weird about me, she liked too. It was great. She was telling me how she never really had anyone to talk to, seeing as how her mother lived out of town, her s****r was in the army, and most of her other female relatives were dead. I felt kinda sorry for her but she told me not to worry, that she had gotten used to it. So we talked and talked some more, so much that we hadn't even touched our pizza. We got it to go, and she invited me back to her place. She lived in some apartments off campus, so she was by herself. Shucks, I joked, I should move in with you. Maybe you could, she said smilingly. When we got into her apartment, I was amazed at the amount of trophies and ribbons she had, all of them for soccer. I found out later that she had been playing soccer since she was six. I was very impressed. She told me she'd be right back because she had to change into something ...