Graffiti Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Graffiti Ch. 04

... arranged everything squarely aligned on the desk, Megan imagined that his compulsive disorder leant itself to a nature of kind discipline. This kind discipline was something that she had given quite a few dreams over to, and she did wonder what it might be like to feel the sting of his hand marks on her bare bottom.

Clair didn't notice his compulsion so much as his frame beneath a form fitted white business shirt. As he leant in a particular direction, she glimpsed his chest, which was devoid of hair. There was a moment, as he reached into his bag hit shirt opened just at the right moment that she could see his perfectly formed nipple atop a solid peck.

Megan looked over at Clair to find her biting her bottom lip. As Clair sensed her friend's gaze, she returned it knowingly and the pair were united in their fantasies.

Then the familiar, masculine and commanding voice rang through the room. "We'll get a move on in a minute, we'll give the others a minute to arrive from their other classes." When he looked around the half filled room, his eyes passed over the others and landed on Megan and Clair. With a slightly coy tone he offered "It's nice to see some familiar faces."

"What the fuck?" The thought rang though Megan's head. She was surprised, but still smiling as she blushed. Did that just happen, was she reading something into it? She turned to look back at Clair who a sporting a similar expression.

The lecturer had finished his sweeping gaze of the room when ...

... Megan's phone buzzed presenting a yellow ghost icon next to a notification. Both their eyes were drawn into the excitement and anticipation of it and the words hanging next to the icon. "New message from SouthernFrolic".

It buzzed again, this time updating the notification to "New Snap from SouthernFrolic".

If she unlocked the phone now, the Snap would immediately show. They both wanted to see it so desperately, but thought better of it as more and more of their fellow students walked into the room, filling the seat around them.

The next hour would be lost entirely to distracted thoughts of what message and Snap was so close but unreachable.

***

Normally this would have been time spent between their notes and imagining their lecturers hard body against theirs in wild and raining positions. Today however, their lecturer hardly made an impact on the filth that raged through their collective fantasy.

They were the first out the door having whispered their plan to make their way down hallway to the closest toilet immediately after the tutorial.

They arrived at the selection of three doors. Male, female and handicapped symbols announced their intended audience. Noting that the handicapped toilet was unoccupied, Clair pushed on the handle, grabbing Megan's hand and pulled her inside.

Sensor lights flickered on as they stumbled in and Clair locked the door behind them. Megan's phone had not left her hand and they now stood there, silent and trapped in a moment ...