ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #8 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #8

... think she felt the same way-" "Cat!" Noelle cut her off, pulling away from the redhead's magic fingers. "Don't gossip. If Sam wants to know something, she should talk to Tori, not get the 'scoop' from you." "Tori never talks about it, though… it’s really weird." Sam took a deep breath and figured this was too much to try and deal with at this time on a Friday morning. Talking to Tori might give her some insight and maybe putting her focus on this new guy would do wonders for getting over Freddie. "You look stressed," Noelle said, reaching out to the blonde. "You need a massage, I think." * * *November 1 10:12 am UCLA- Pierce Hall Room 114 "So… we don't need to talk about what just happened." The startling end of the silence f*rced Robbie to look over at Freddie, sitting on his own bed, clearly trying to stop thinking about what had just happened. "Probably a good idea…" Robbie said. "I'm sorry by the-" "Dude…" Freddie said, shaking his head as he sat up. "Please do not apologize for this. The less we talk about it, the better the situation. I'm gonna grab a shower." "Cool, I'll join you." Freddie stopped cold and turned with this look of anger and utter confusion. "Not 'join' like 'together' together… I just meant I was gonna take one too, and having someone there might be… you know what? I'm just gonna sit here and take mine later." "Good call, Shapiro." Freddie grabbed his supplies and headed to the bathroom to start his shower, and he was more than thankful when there was ...

... no sign of another person in the bathroom, so he really could have some peace. Soaping up, the former iCarly producer couldn't help but think of his shower from last night, still feeling the handprints of Tori as they passionately made love in the shower together. She felt so small and fragile and Freddie couldn't wait for the next opportunity to be with her again now that Jade had given their whole three person thing the go ahead. Just as his mind drifted to what the girls might be up to at that very moment, which caused his hand to drift to ease some of that coming fire, Freddie's concentration was shattered by a nasally voice. "Hey, Freddie…" Robbie called out, slowly moving into the shower next to Freddie, thankfully hidden behind the plastic sheet barrier separating them. "I know you don't-" "Friggin' A, dude. I said let's never discuss it again. How is that so difficult?" "I'm sorry, man… I didn't mean to-" "It doesn't even make sense, Robbie. Your girlfriend is like ridiculously hot… why in the world were you jerking off to… whatever that was on your computer?" "I just… I miss her. And like, I know I just saw her last night, and we were do-" "I think we're good on the details." "Yeah…" Robbie had turned on the water on his end, which caused a bit of a pause; one that wasn't nearly long enough for Freddie. "But she left again last night after… some stuff. Guess the tension kinda f*rced my hand." It was clear that Robbie was trying to make a joke, but the timing was at ...