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Rounds - The Stairwell

College. The best time of our lives is here and now. I am an RA which stands for Resident Assistant. I am just supposed to guide students, keep them involved in school activities, and be there if I am needed. Also, I have one more responsibility, I have to do rounds. Basically, I walk around the building and report anything suspicious or even maintenance issues on my rounds sheet. This is tedious work and I absolutely cannot stand it, no RA likes the chore. So, I usually do it quickly and rather sloppily. Hey, I get paid regardless. Well, I was doing rounds one day through Conner’s Hall. It sucks because it is six floors and the hall ways are way too long for my liking. But, by far, the worst thing about this building is the “Underground Railroad.” It is what we RAs call the North side of the building: farthest from the entrance, lights are never all working at once, and people rarely use it because it is, frankly, scary as shit. As a member of Residence Life, I am obligated to check it on my rounds. Every now and then I smell questionable things like Mary Jane or that tell-tale stench of Tequila, but I just keep walking. Let them have some fun. My freshman year I did some of the same things. Now that I am a senior I go to bars to drink like a grown-up. Anyway, on this particular night, I decided to actually investigate The Underground Railroad. It was a slow night and I had nothing waiting for me except Netflix and my softest blanket. After pulling the door open to the ...

... stairwell, I let it slam behind me. I heard faint voices. “Mmmm, you taste so good…” a male voice echoed through the stairs. I stopped dead in my tracks… What was that? “Shhhh… I think I heard a door close. We should go back to your room,” a girl said, slightly anxious. “No, baby, aren’t you turned on? We are slightly in the open… exposed, able to be caught at any time,” he replied and she cried out with pleasure. Call me crazy, but I got very turned on just listening to them. I wanted a peek. Climbing very lightly, I stole a glance around the corner. The two of them were half-clothed. The girl wore a short skirt and just a bra, her shirt lying on the steps. The guy was in jeans and no shirt, his finely sculpted body covering hers fully. Their breath mingled together and was rapid. She moaned as he bit her lip and then trailed kisses down her neck, to her collarbone, and then he pulled the cup of her pink bra down. Her back arched off the wall, pushing her full breasts into his mouth. He grabbed onto her nipple with his mouth and sucked while uncovering her other one. I couldn’t believe myself. I had never done anything like this before. But being a voyeur was…exciting…sexy…I was horny as hell. I stared on, daring myself to be caught. Her hands tangled in his hair while she threw her head back in ecstasy, her breathing ragged. Slowly, she found his zipper and I could tell when she had his dick in her hands because he released a guttural, primal groan. She stroked him the best she ...