“Honey, I’m so proud of you,” her mom glowed. “You worked so hard and got a full scholarship.  Your dad is proud of you, too.”

“I wish he was here, could help move me in,” she sighed. 

“I know. You’ll see him in a couple weeks…”

“It’s not the same, Mom.  I can’t hug him.  I’m still gonna need to work full time to help you cover bills and things.”

“Jenny, your grandparents have given us the option of moving in with them, you know that.”

“I do, but wouldn’t it be better to have your own space?”

“Ideally, yes, but it also helps me save money.  It’s not permanent, and will let us save for when this is all over.”

“Whenever that is,” Jenny sighed. 

“He’s still proud of you, Jenny…”

“You’re gonna move back in with Gammy and Poppy?”

“They’re the only family we have around here, and considering I married their son, well… I think Poppy feels responsible in a way.”

“Does that mean I can work part time instead?” Jenny asked. 

“Whatever works for you. You’re living in a college dorm now.  If nothing else, go part time to have a social life.”

“I’m transferring in as a junior, mom…”

“And you worked your tail off in community college, applied for every scholarship and grant you could to pay for your tuition and room and board.”

They walked back to the car, Jenny trying to get a large box by herself. 

“Hey, you need help?” a male voice asked. Before Jenny could answer, he picked up the other side of the box.  “I could carry it myself if you want, or I can help you carry it this way,” he continued, his blue eyes piercing her green ones.  She had never seen eyes so blue before. He looked at her as he walked backwards, so lost in his eyes that neither of them noticed the curb, the young man falling and bringing Jenny and the box down with him. 

“I’m so sorry,” Jenny mumbled, flustered at making such a big mistake, sure she had made a bad first impression.

“It’s a big box, I should’ve been paying more attention, too.”

He helped her into her dorm room, Jenny thankful for a first floor room with such a heavy box. “Thanks,” she huffed as they put it down on her bed. 

“I think this is where you introduce yourself, honey,” her mom said, Jenny blushing at being so stupid and realizing her mom was in the room. 

“I’m Jenny, thanks again, I don’t know that I would’ve managed by myself…”

“Not a problem,” he smiled, reaching out a hand. “My name’s Justin…”

…

“Your mom knows this is a coed dorm, right?”

“No, and I prefer to keep it that way,” Jenny said. “She still has no idea that when I was saying I was staying the night at your place, I was really sleeping over at David’s.”

“Ugh, can you NOT talk about him?  It’s been a year since you broke up with him and you’re still hung up on him.”

“He was my first, Maddie, I can’t ignore that.”

“He was stuck on Sandra, he ditched you on your birthday to go have lunch with her.”

“Didn’t stop him from sleeping with me after we broke up.”

“Jenny! You did NOT!”

“Hey, a girl has needs, and he was still single, we already knew each other that way.”

“The best way to get over a guy is to get under someone else, not under the guy you’re trying to get over… I heard there’s a party at one of the frat houses tonight, we should go.  Wear a cute outfit, make out with a hot guy or two…”

“You’re incorrigible…”

“I don’t know the meaning of the word,” she laughed. She really didn’t, though it fit her to a t.  “We unpacked your essentials like your clothes, what was in this big box?”

“My books,” Jenny blushed.

“I should’ve known. You and your books.”

“Well, I DID get in on full academic scholarships,” Jenny shrugged. 

“Smart AND sexy, you’re the whole package. Something David will never understand. How’d you get that box in by yourself?”

Jenny’s cheeks blushed brightly. “A guy helped me.  Maddie, his eyes were the bluest I’d ever seen. I got so lost in them I made us trip over the curb.”

“Was he hot? I bet he was hot…”

“You know my taste in guys. Too hot to be interested in me.”

“Which is why you settle on guys that are interested instead of finding a guy that likes you and challenges you. You were so desperate for a boyfriend that you ended up with David because everyone else was paired up at the movie.”

“No thanks to you, making out with the other guy that David was my only option.”

“Was the sex even that great?” Maddie asked. 

“I mean, his foreplay was lacking, but once we got to the sex, I mean, I liked it enough to sleep with him after we broke up.”

“Tonight we are gonna find you a sex GOD and get you the lay of your life.”

“So there’s nowhere to go but down after that? How fulfilling for the rest of my life…”

“Maybe he’ll be the right guy for you and it’s great sex until you die banging in your nineties…” Maddie laughed. “Come on, I’ll help you get ready.”

…

They made the short walk off campus to one of the frat houses. The row of houses were grand Victorian houses, Jenny feeling out of her league.

Maddie sensed her best friend’s apprehension. “Come on, I know the president of the frat, it’ll be a great party.  You’ll be fine, this frat is crawling with hot guys, and hot guys hang out with other hot guys, you’ll have your pick of any of them in that outfit.”

Jenny was wearing a tight Queen band tee, a tight black mini skirt with a slit up the thigh, fishnet stockings, and black ankle boots. Her chestnut brown hair with golden highlights was down in soft curls. 

“Right Thurr” was blasting through the speakers as they entered, a bit of a pep in her step as guys began checking her out. 

“See, guys are drooling all over you and we just arrived. This is THE hottest frat in the school. Mostly jocks, it’s like half the football and basketball teams are here or one of the other frats around here…”

“Oh my god, there he is…” Jenny gasped, seeing those bright blue eyes across the house. 

“Wait, carrying your book box hot guy?  Where, WHERE?!l

“Across the room. Blue eyes, kinda buzz cut, great smile…”

“Girl, that could be anyone.  What’s he wearing?”

“All I can see is a dark green tee shirt.”

“Girl, no. He is the hottest guy on and off the basketball court.  I heard he’s being approached by the NBA.  He’s hot, but he’s a heartbreaker.”

“Those only exist in movies,” Jenny shrugged off the comment. “I’m gonna walk over and say hi.”

“Need my help?” Maddie asked.

“I got this, we met already, remember?”

Jenny made her way across the room, her eyes fixed in his direction. She swayed her hips to the music, feeling the eyes of a few guys on her. At least I have options, she smiled. 

She heard him laugh around the corner, turning to see him locking lips with a blonde, practically sucking her face. Her steps faltered as she saw his hands grab the girl’s ass, one hand running slowly up her shirt. 

Jenny turned on the spot and ran face first into a chest. 

“Hey,” the voice said softly. “You ok?”

“Yeah, just need some air.”

She pushed through the crowd, finding Maddie dancing with the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome.  Her eyes caught Jenny’s, a slight frown on her face. 

“What happened?”

“He was sucking face with a blonde in the hall…”

“I tried to warn you.  At least you’ll have that moment with your books.”

“I’m gonna get a drink, you want one?”

“I’m good, this guy had two and offered me one. Such a gentleman…”

“For now,” the guy growled, his hand firmly on Maddie’s upper thigh as she danced against him. 

Jenny went back towards the kitchen, hoping to avoid Justin and the blonde.  She waded through the sea of people before reaching the kitchen.  She looked at the various bottles of alcohol, deciding what she wanted to have, how much she wanted to just disappear and forget.

She opted for rum and some fruit juice in a cooler on the floor.  She turned around, bumping into that same chest.  “We’ve got to stop meeting like this,” the voice chuckled.

She looked up to see a pair of steel gray blue eyes, soft yet intense.  He had slightly long hair for a guy, looking like he needed a haircut, but still perfect.  He had an amazing smile, Jenny’s heart starting to beat faster.

“Sorry.  Glad I didn't get my drink on you, there’s that.”

“What are you drinking?” he asked.

“Just rum and juice, nothing fancy.  Just getting started tonight.”

“Are you new here?  I haven’t seen you around at these things.”

“Just transferred in, yeah.”

‘Well, welcome.”

“You a senior?”

“Doctoral candidate, though not here… I did my undergrad and Masters here though, started my doctorate last year.”

“So, you’re some kind of nerd?” she laughed.  “I like that.”

“What’s your major?” he wondered.

She panicked.  “English Lit,” she lied, afraid that her actual major, music performance, would be too cliche.

“Nice, great program for that here.  Where were you before?”

“Community college, saved up and got a full scholarship here.”

“JC, you up for a game of beer pong?” a guy called from the edge of the kitchen.

“Nah, I’m good,” he said, smiling at Jenny.

“JC?  That’s your name?”

“Nickname.  Call me Josh.”

They continued talking in the kitchen, each getting another drink before moving into the hall.  They finished their drinks, putting the cups on a ledge.  “Wanna dance?” he inquired.

She nodded, turning her back to him, leaning into his body.  “Hips Don’t Lie” began to play, Jenny shaking her hips in a figure 8 that drove him crazy.  She felt him stirring to life in his pants, clenching her legs together and making her movements more exaggerated.  

“Damn, mama, you got some moves.  You wanna take this somewhere more private?”

She turned around, kissing him, melting into his arms asd his tongue pressed past her lips, Jenny nodding as the kiss continued.

He led her upstairs, down the hall to the last door.  “The frat president won’t mind us using his room?”

“No, we’re friends, brothers.  Well, frat brothers, but yeah.  I was president when I was here, so there’s an understanding between us…”  Josh opened the door, the coast clear, and took her inside.

He pressed her against the door, closing and locking it behind her.  “How far we taking this, mama?”

“As far as we can,” she purred.  Maybe it was the alcohol, but she was really wanting to take Maddie’s advice at that point, imagining how he could make her feel compared to David.

He crashed his lips into hers, his tongue invading her mouth once again.  Just his kisses were the best she’d ever had, her body anticipating more to come.  His hands glided over her body, up her thigh, feeling her fishnets.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy, that outfit practically screams ‘fuck me’.  Is that what you wanted tonight, mama?  To get properly fucked?”

“I was hoping, yeah…”

“Not your first time, right?”

“No, definitely not.”

“Good, cuz I don’t want to be gentle…”

“So don’t.”

He smirked against her lips.  “You’re gonna regret saying that.”

“We’ll see.”

He pawed at her breasts roughly over her shirt, her body quick to tell him she was enjoying it. He grabbed her hips, pulling her thighs to wrap around his legs and he walked them to the bed in the corner. 

He lay sprawled over her, his tongue dominating her mouth, his hand sliding up her thigh. He groaned as he felt the dampness of her panties through the fishnets.

“Fuck, so ready for me…” he growled, Jenny nodding in desperate need of more. 

The door handle jiggled, a muffled groan on the other side of the door. 

“JC, you in there?” the voice called. 

“Yeah, kinda in the middle of something,” he said through gritted teeth, not lying as he lay between her legs. 

“I need my room, take her to your place!” the voice shouted, irritated.

JC groaned. “It’s a 10 minute walk across campus, you ok with that?”

“As long as we finish what we started,” she purred. 

He pulled her up off the bed, Jenny fixing her shirt and skirt before he unlocked and opened the door. Jenny looked up, and there was Maddie holding hands with the man demanding his room. 

“Have fun,” Maddie whispered as Jenny walked past her, giving her a wink and nudging her elbow. 

They left the frat house, walking down the thoroughfare that cut through the school. They left the quaint suburban side of town and were met with the urban bustle of downtown on the other side. There was a large building across the street from the university, with a bank and restaurants on the ground floor, apartments on the floors above.

He led her through the private entry for the apartments, flashing a key card against a sensor, the door unlocking.  They stepped into the elevator, JC pushing the button for the 5th floor.  The doors closed, leaving them alone.

He pressed his lips to hers, pulling her into his body.  They were jolted back to reality as the elevator stopped, JC practically pushing her out the door, down the hall, and unlocking his apartment.

Normally she would have had a quick look around, but as soon as the front door closed, he was all over her in pursuit of finishing what they’d started.  He picked her up, her legs wrapping around him, nipping at her neck as he walked into his bedroom.

He turned on a light, nothing bright that it blinded them, but enough that it cast a soft glow over the room.  He sat on the edge of the bed, desire burning in his eyes.  

“Strip,” he commanded, leaving her standing before him.

She smiled, undoing her boots, kicking them off to the side.  She grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it out of her skirt and over her head.  He smiled as she wasn’t wearing a bra, her breasts bouncing lightly as the shirt lifted off of them.  She pushed the skirt down her legs, standing only in her fishnets and a black thong.

“Perfect,” he smirked, taking her in.  “I want to finish the rest.  On the bed, now.”

She willingly obeyed, eager to see what he would do.  His lips roamed everywhere, taking her perky flesh to his lips. She groaned at the sensation of his tongue against her, arching her back. His hands went to the waistband of her fishnets and thong, pulling them down her body as he kissed his way down. He nibbled at her thighs when her eyes went wide. 

“What are you doing?” she asked. 

“I thought this wasn’t your first time having sex…”

“It’s not, but are you really going to use your mouth on me?”

“You’ve never been eaten out?” he asked in surprise. She shook her head, embarrassed.  He smirked. “Oh honey, you’ve been playing with boys. Let me show you what a man can do.”

She nearly orgasmed just from his words, gasping a scream as she felt his tongue on her where no man ever had before. Feeling things she’d never felt before as his tongue worked skillfully against her.  She felt like she was going to explode, releasing with a scream of ecstasy.

“THAT is how a man pleases a woman,” he growled, pushing his body over her, his heat against her thigh. “Are you on birth control?” he asked. 

She nodded. “Just don’t tell my mother…” she giggled. 

“Trust me, your mother isn’t gonna want to know what I’m about to do to you.”

“Ok, you sound like you’re gonna murder me…” she laughed nervously. 

“You’ll be screaming so loud people will complain about the noise, that’s for sure.”

He pulled his shirt off, swiftly undoing his pants. “After tonight, you’ll swear off fucking little boys that don’t know shit about pleasing a woman.”

He pulled his pants and boxer briefs down, revealing himself to her. She gulped at the sight of him, hard and ready to go. I thought David was big, but Josh, JC, damn…

He crawled over her, nudging her legs wider, putting them over his shoulders. She felt him pressed against her, needing him like he was air and she was suffocating. They groaned as he rolled his hips, entering her in one go.

“Oh my god,” she gasped. 

“You’re so fucking tight, you feel so good. Your body drives me crazy, Jenny.” 

His thrusts were slow at first, savoring the feeling of one another, soon speeding up to give her the pleasure she craved and the release he needed.  He pressed himself closer to her, as close as her legs would bend to let him.  He panted as she gasped for breath, everything becoming too much. 

This was nothing like anything she’d felt with David, so much more than she imagined it could be.  She enjoyed sex, but this made a switch go off within her. She needed this, needed more than just one night. It wasn’t love, it was a genuine lust and need for him to fill her, as if she were incomplete without him.  She closed her eyes and lost herself in everything he made her feel, their bodies peaking in ecstasy together.

He rolled off of her, lying on his back, his manhood still very much at attention despite their activity.  “Such a good girl,” he growled, pulling on her earlobe with his teeth. 

“Fuck.  You just ruined me for other men. I’m not sure whether to thank you or hate you.”

 

“Trust me, tonight is far from over…”

Jenny woke up the next morning, naked and alone in JC’s bed. She picked up her clothes, getting dressed.  Her legs ached from the night before, surprised that she was able to walk and wasn’t exhausted from such little sleep.

She closed the bedroom door, walking down the hall.  The bathroom door was open, the sound of the shower running as she walked by.

“Where do you think you’re going?” JC called.  “You’re not leaving already, are you?” he growled from the shower.

“I.. well…” she mumbled.

“Get in here, join me.  I promise it’ll be worth your while.  Have you ever had shower sex?”

“N…no,” she admitted.

“Oh mama, you’re gonna want to stay for that.”

…

She sat at his small dining room table, a yogurt parfait and a cup of tea before her.

“I’m going to ask this carefully,” JC started.  “How many times have you had sex?”

“Ummm, I don’t know that I know, but more than ten for sure.”

“How many boys, since clearly I’m the only man you’ve ever been with…”

“Just one.  But he was nothing compared to that…”

“Let me guess, nothing inventive, just plain missionary position?”

“Yeah.  I mean, it was good, not having anything to compare it to.  I’d even hook up with him when I needed it after we broke up.”

“You’re never seeing him again for sex, not without teaching him a thing or two.  Do you have anywhere to be today?  It’s Sunday, so you won’t have class yet.”

“I won’t be going to church, that’s for sure.  No, no plans today.”

“Good.  I want you to start doing yoga on a regular basis.  It’ll relax you, help you with stress, and open your body up, make you more flexible…”

“Am I just going to be your little sex slave now?” she giggled playfully.

“Maybe not a slave, unless you’re into that.  I’m intrigued by you, Jenny. You’re beautiful, smart, driven, focused. Things many women have said about me. I feel I could challenge you in ways no other man can, mentally and sexually.”

“So how would this work? We just exchange numbers and contact each other when we need something?”

“Expect me to call or text you a lot, I can’t get enough of you.  I was imagining this to be a one night thing, but after last night, once I got you in my bed…” He bit his lip thinking about the last 12 hours, from conversation to unbridled passion and back, trying to control himself.

“But no dating,” she said cautiously.

“While I’m monogamous when I find a partner, I don’t believe in labeling things. We would go to dinner, I have events I might need to bring you with me for company, but nothing more… official, you might say.”

“So pretty strictly just sex?” 

“Does that bother you?”

“Not when the sex is that mind blowing.  How old are you?”

“Just turned 26.  You?”

“21.  My ex is 25 and had no idea what he was doing in comparison.  Is this situation the type of thing where we can talk with each other, get to know one another to some degree?”

“I told you I want to challenge your mind, not just your body.  We can talk for a bit before I show you some yoga.”

“We were each other’s first, so I guess it makes sense he had no clue what he was doing, even though he watched and looked at enough porn to make me uncomfortable, feel not good enough.”

“Jenny, you are perfect.”  His voice almost faltered at that statement, as if he was admitting too much too soon.  “True, porn doesn’t always give an accurate representation of things, I’m surprised he didn’t try different things to please you.”

“He was more concerned with his own pleasure.  Once he was done, it didn’t matter if I had or not. Being with you, you making sure I went, multiple times, that was something I’d never imagined sex could be like. Of course I dreamed of a more attentive lover, so when I hit the jackpot on my next go…”

“Not that I mind, but I’m more than my sexual proclivity. I am glad I opened your eyes to more than what he could give you.”

She looked around the living space of his apartment. Next to the couch she saw a guitar.  “You play?”

He smiled. “Yes, I play. Another time, perhaps, maybe later today if you can handle it.”

He cleared their dishes from the table, having her sit on the carpet that rested over his hardwood floors.  He gazed into her eyes, holding her hands, showing her some of the basics of yoga, already trying to see how far she could go, what she could handle. 

“This is harder than it’s made out to be,” she said, struggling to hold where he looked perfect and rooted, natural.

“It will come with practice,” he assured her.  “There’s a class at the school that meets in the gym once a week. Go if you can.  This was a great start, I’m noticing things are opening up already, and I’m liking what I see.”

Her eyes flitted to his sweats, tented with his arousal. Just the sight of him like that made her bite her lip.

“I’m glad we’re thinking the same thing. Bedroom, then another shower, less sexy this time, though I make no promises…”

…

Jenny! Jenny! Are you alive? I haven’t heard from you since you left the party!!

Jenny looked at her phone. I’m fine, I’m alive. Very sore, but alive. I’ll be home soon, I’m just off campus.

Girl, tell me EVERYTHING!!

 

“Everything ok?” JC asked. 

“Yeah, my roommate, best friend actually, she was worried about me. I told her I was in very good hands.”

“I shouldn’t have kept you all day, classes start tomorrow, you should have some time with friends.  I’ll text you though, for sure.”

“I’m glad you kept me all day, I’m very satisfied,” she sighed. 

“As am I. I think this will work out well.  I’ll see you around, Jenny, feel free to text if you need a little something.”

She made the short walk home, seeing people hanging out at a bbq at the main quad. She made a mental note to ask Maddie if she wanted to go once she got back to her room. 

The door to her room was open, Maddie sitting on her bed. “Close the door, I need details!!!”

Jenny plopped onto her bed.  “He lives right off campus, so he’s super close by.  As soon as we got into his apartment, he was all over me.  I stripped for him, and then, oh my god I can’t even say it…” she said, a blush coming to her face.

“Just spill!” Maddie demanded.

“He used his tongue,” she whispered, looking downward with her eyes.

“Shut up!  I swear, most guys are like it’s poisonous or something.  Did David ever…?”

“Oh god no.  Maddie, he made me feel things I’ve never felt before.  I seriously thought I was gonna pass out or explode from it all.  Then we did it again, and again, until I was so tired I couldn’t handle more.  I went to leave in the morning, and we had shower sex, he made me breakfast, he taught me some yoga, then more sex and shower sex… The man is a GOD!”

“You’re not kidding!  I mean, I had a good time last night, but damn… Are you gonna see him again?”

“We exchanged numbers, and agreed to call or text if we want to meet up and things.  He’s so smart, sophisticated…”

“And a beast in bed.  Girl, you’ve got the whole package in one man.”

“It’s nothing official, but I can’t wait to hear from him.”

 

As if on cue, her phone vibrated.  I had fun last night and today.  I hope you text or call me tonight, be alone if you can, or be very quiet…

 

Jenny showed Maddie the text.  “Girl, what if he wants to do phone sex?  You hold onto this guy at any cost!”

“There’s a BBQ in the quad, you wanna go?  I’m hungry.”

“I bet, after all that sex,” Maddie laughed.  “Go change and we’ll head over.”

Jenny changed into a flowy tank top and shorts, slipping into flip flops and pulling her hair back.  They walked out to the quad, Maddie introducing Jenny to some of her friends that were there.

Jenny went to grab a bag of chips and another soda when a hand brushed hers grabbing for the last bag of her favorite chips.

“Oh, you want those?”

She looked up, seeing Justin next to her, lost again in his eyes.  “Uh, yeah, they’re my favorite.”

“Take em, beautiful.”

“You had a good time at the frat party last night?” she asked, hiding the feeling in her stomach thinking of him with the blonde.

“Yeah.  You were there?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, sorry I missed you.”

“Really?  Didn’t seem like it with your tongue down someone’s throat.”

She walked away, feeling triumphant that she was avoiding his charms, as much as she didn't want to at the same time.

…

She waited until Maddie was asleep, pulling out her phone. 

Hi. 

Not keeping you up, am I Jenny?

No, my roommate just fell asleep. 

Can you be quiet? I’d hate to wake her up…

What exactly am I doing?

Oh honey, I think you know.  Get comfortable. I’d like it if you’re naked.

How would you know?

I wouldn’t, but it’s easier for you and sexier for me to imagine.

I can take my panties off…

Mmmm, I’m picturing that ass already…

They continued their texts, it getting harder to stay focused as they went. Put your phone down and cum for me baby. I’ll do the same, thinking of earlier…

 

She touched herself, something she was well rehearsed at, but never at the insistence of a man, more of the absence of one.  She stayed quiet, biting her lip if things felt too good. It’s not him, so it’ll never be as good, she thought to herself. 

When she finished, she went to the bathroom down the hall. It was a large bathroom, with a wall of bathroom stalls, sinks on either side of a middle wall, and showers on the other wall. 

She heard a shower on, stepping quietly into a bathroom stall. She heard noises, nothing sounding like typical showering.

“Justin, I think someone’s in here, you gotta be quiet…” a female voice giggled, her voice bouncing off the walls. 

“Way to give out my name, peaches.  I can’t control myself, I’m sorry…”

Jenny finished what she needed to do, flushing and washing her hands as quickly as possible to avoid hearing more of him with her. She felt stupid about wanting to fall for him before, he was clearly off limits.

…

She sat in her first class of the semester and the morning- Science Fiction literature.  It seemed the more fun choice of the English classes she had to take for her general education portion of her degree.  She was getting her notebook and pens out when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

“Are you following me or something?” Justin laughed, sitting at the desk next to her.

“I was here first, so I think YOU’RE following ME,” she giggled back, wishing she could control the response.

The teacher arrived, a woman in her late 30s.  “Let’s take roll, so we know those enrolled versus those looking to add.”

She called the names registered for the class.

“Thomas, Genevieve.”

Jenny raised her hand.  “That’s me.”

“Timberlake, Justin.”  Justin raised his hand silently.

They reviewed the syllabus, the class being short for the first day.  Jenny was surprised, the reading list being mostly feminist literature with a post apocolyptic or dystopian fiction, including a couple comic books.  It wasn’t what she was expecting, but she was intrigued by material she hadn’t read yet that she could add to her bookshelf.

Justin looked at Jenny.  “So, Genevieve…”

“Just call me Jenny,” she insisted.

“Your call, I like Genevieve…”

“I do too, but it’s shorter, easier to say.”

“What’s your next class?”

“Music Theory with Chasez.”

“Me too.  What’s your major?” he wondered.

“Music performance.”

“I’m still torn between performance and composition.  Hoping this class will help me choose.  It’s the only section available.  Must be a new teacher, I don’t recognize the name.  You wanna walk together?”

“Sure,” she said softly.  She was trying not to be obvious that she was a little attracted to him, her mind also thinking about JC.  They walked to the Music building, finding their classroom and taking seats next to each other.  

“Hey, I’m in Crawford dorm, 2nd floor.  Girls are on one floor, guys on the other.  Since we’re in the same dorm, you wanna study together for the classes we have together?”

“Just studying, I don’t want blondie being mad at me for anything.”

“We can meet in the library if that helps, or the common room for the dorm, if that makes you more comfortable.”

“I suppose we could do that, see if anyone else has a different section and wants to study,” she agreed.

He’s not as bad as Maddie made him out to be.  I love his eyes, and he’s been so sweet to me.  Still, I don’t wanna give up what I have with JC.

The room filled with students, the door opening again.  She watched the man walk through, put his things on the podium at the front, and look out at the class.

 

“Fuck,” she gasped quietly, drawing Justin’s attention.

“You ok?” Justin whispered, noting her reaction. 

“Yeah, fine,” she mumbled, trying to not draw attention to herself. 

JC tapped his stack of papers on the podium. “Good morning, this is Musical Theory, I’m professor Chasez, but you can just call me Josh.”

 

Oh, I’ve called him that plenty the last couple of days, screaming his name. Oh god, I can’t keep doing this if he’s my teacher…

 

He began calling roll, for the same reason her earlier teacher had. People started walking out as they saw how few spots were available to add. 

“Genevieve Thomas…”

Jenny raised her hand, covering her face to avoid being seen. 

“Ms Thomas, I need to see your face so I can recognize you out of the other students…”

She slowly lifted her head, trying not to look him in the eyes, failing miserably. 

She saw him blink in surprise before he cleared his throat and moved on. 

“Justin Timberlake…”

Justin raised his hand, looking at Jenny curiously. 

She hung her head through most of the lecture, figuring that he would just dive right into the class.

“Your final project is to present a song to the class.  It can be an original piece, or playing something from memory, no sheet music.  You may work with a pair or small group, or present alone if you so choose, as long as you have proof of contribution to the piece.  This is a more advanced class than the introductory course, so I expect more from my students.”  He looked at Jenny in particular as she said the last line.

Class ended, Jenny walking past the podium.

“Ms. Thomas, can I speak with you for a minute?” JC asked.  

Justin looked at Jenny.  “I’ll wait for you out in the hall, Jenny.”  She nodded, staying still as others walked out.

The room emptied, students who wanted to add were dealt with, and soon they were alone.

“I thought you said you were an English major, this is a requirement for Music majors…”

“I wanted to seem more interesting, I figured being a Music major would seem cliche somehow.  You said you were a doctoral candidate…”

“I am.  Part of that requires teaching the subject.  For the record, I would have found you just as interesting if you’d told me you were a Music major.  I probably still would have slept with you.  Given the circumstances…”

“I understand, it wouldn’t be good…”

“No, I want to keep seeing you.  We just need to be more… careful, discreet, than if you were an English major not taking my class.  The fact that you are my student makes it more interesting, forbidden.  I find that incredibly sexy…”

He stepped towards her, pulling her body into his, pressing his heat against her.

She wanted to melt into him, but she also knew Justin was waiting for her just outside the door.

“Later,” she said, looking into his eyes.  “I have one more class today, then I’m free.  I can run into you at the coffee shop under your building.  I just need to be back by 10.”

“You can’t tell anyone about this, Jenny.”

“Maddie already knows, but not that you’re my teacher.  I’ll keep it that way as long as I can.”

“Very good.  Now that I know you’re my student, I want something else from you.”

“What?”

“If at all possible, wear your sexiest panties to my class.  Even if I can’t see them, I’ll at least know you’re wearing them, just for me.  Who was the boy you were with?”

“No one.  Just a friend, but he’ll get suspicious if I take much longer…”

“As long as he’s just a friend, I’d hate to have competition for that beautiful body of yours, Jenny.  Go, I’ll text you when I’m on my way to the coffee shop.”

She nodded, grabbing her things and walking out of the classroom, an extra wide swing in her step as she knew he was watching her walk away.

“What did he want?” Justin asked when she got out into the hall.

“Nothing much,” she lied.  He probably wanted to fuck me against the table next to his podium.  I would’ve done it if Justin hadn’t been hanging around…

 

“Wanna go grab some coffee or something?  There’s a great place across from campus…” Justin suggested.

“Does it have to be coffee?”

“I could take you to lunch, there’s some great little spots around campus you should know about.”

“Ok, let’s do lunch.”

They walked to a small Mexican restaurant, home to a 1.5 foot long, 5 pound burrito.  They bought regular burritos and sat down at a table.

“You sure everything was ok in Chasez’s class?  You seemed a little… weird.”

“I’m fine.  I had an embarrassing run in with him and was hoping I’d never see him again,” she lied.

“I’m sure he’s forgotten all about it.  Our lit class is gonna be intense.  Quite a reading list we’re covering.”

“I’m excited for the challenge,” she said.

“Would you want to work on the music final together?  What kind of performance are you focusing on?”

“Vocal.  As sad as it is, I can’t play an instrument to save my life.  I’ve tried guitar and piano, enough to get by in classes I took, but that’s about it.  You said you weren’t sure between performance and composition?”

“I get ideas for songs in my head, I love putting pen to paper for words and getting the chords down.  I play a little bit of everything, mostly piano and guitar or bass guitar.  I was thinking we could do something original, I’ve had a lot of inspiration lately.”

“Your girlfriend?” Jenny asked.

“She’s not my girlfriend, just someone I’m casual with.”

“That’s what college is about, isn’t it?” Her voice sounded more judgmental than it had any right to be, sleeping with one of her professors.

“I know my reputation, player on and off the court, but I’m not what people think.  I’m trying to change that.”

“By sucking face in the hall at a frat party and having shower sex in the bathroom?”

“That was you that was in there?” Justin gasped.  “I… well, I guess I have no excuse for why you’d think I’m that way.  I’m working on it, but clearly a work in progress.”

“I heard you’re being scouted?” Jenny asked. 

“Yeah.  I’m a versatile player, I can play almost anything they need. I have a mean 3 point shot.”

“Sounds like you’re almost perfect; star athlete, great musician, but this is your one flaw.”

“I’m far from perfect, you seem to have it all together…”

“Not at all,” she laughed. “I worked my ass off to get here, but my life isn’t perfect. If anything I feel like I’m escaping things by being here. I got this first week of school off of work, so next week things get crazier.”

“Where do you work?”

“A used book store, I love it. I’d been working full time all summer, plus any overtime I could get.  You work anywhere?”

“No. I’m here on an athletic scholarship so I just do school and train. Family is fairly well off anyway, so I get an allowance every month, and can get more whenever I need it.”

“Have you ever had a job?”

“I did in high school, doing sports camps with kids for the summers. Any way I could get extra practice in. That’s actually what happened last night. I was training at the gym with Marie…”

“At least blondie has a name,” she chuckled. 

“She’s also on a sports scholarship, so we were training together, and well, one thing led to another when we got back to the dorm.”

“Awful late training session.”

“It’s open til 10, so not THAT late…”

“Whatever.  You don’t need to explain anything to me, justify yourself and how you spend your time, who you spend it with.”

“If we’re going to be spending time together studying, I’d like you to not hate me and have a terrible idea of what I’m like.”

“I don’t hate you, Justin. Would I have agreed to walking to music class with you, studying with you, or even to having lunch with you if I hated you?”

“I suppose not. It’s hard to know who my real friends are sometimes, because of my position on the team and such. A lot of people wanting to ride my coattails to the top.”

“You approached ME when I was moving in, so this is all on you,” she laughed. 

“You looked like you needed help, so I offered.”

They finished lunch, going back on campus to buy their books, then walking back to the dorms to drop things off. 

“You have one more class?” he wondered as she headed towards the main door, Justin facing the stairs up to his room. 

“Yeah.  Three Monday/ Wednesday and two Tuesday/Thursday.”

“Can I see you after your next class, get a head start on the reading for English?”

“You sure you don’t need a training session with Marie?  Or at least see her today?”

“We’re not serious, Jenny…”

“Playing tonsil hockey in public and showering together sounds kinda serious to me.”  She ignored the part of her brain saying she wasn’t much better than him, thinking of her shower sessions with JC.

“You still haven’t answered my question,” Justin tried again. 

“I have plans. I’ll see you around, we live in the same dorms, we’re bound to run into each other.  I’d hate for Marie to think I’m stealing you away…”

“Maybe you could join me at the gym sometime, I could spot you.”

“Not my kinda thing, but thanks. I’m good with an actual run, not even a treadmill unless I really have to.”

“Ok, I get it.  Enjoy your next class,” he sighed, turning to walk towards his room. 

“Justin,” she said, causing him to turn around again. “I suppose I could try it sometime, once I get into a routine and know my schedule more.  It’s not a no, just not right now.”

He smiled softly and walked upstairs, Jenny leaving the dorm for her final class of the day. The class couldn’t end soon enough as her phone felt like it was burning up her pocket waiting for JC to text her. 

She left class and headed for the coffee shop, sitting with an iced coffee and her first book for English, Flatland.  

She was taking notes, trying to understand the book, written in a 2 dimensional world that was difficult to wrap her head around, when her phone buzzed. 

 

On my way, be there in 5

 

She continued reading, rereading certain parts trying to make sense of it.  She felt him standing behind her, heading him clear his throat.

“Science Fiction with Ramirez?” he asked.  She looked up at him, nodding. He took a seat at the table. “Incredible book, ahead of its time in so many ways, an interesting critique of Victorian English societal hierarchy.”

“You remember all that from a class you took a few years ago?  I can barely wrap my head around the discussion of dimensions, I really missed a lot of the nuances and criticisms you just mentioned. It’s not even 100 pages and I’m stuck on it.”

“I still have my paper I wrote on it, maybe it could help you.”

“Josh, I‘m not using your paper to cheat…”

“No, I wasn’t suggesting that at all.  I meant more of you read it and see if there are any insights you could use.  I happen to think you are quite intelligent, I would never suggest you cheat to get a better grade.”

“Funny coming from a professor sleeping with one of his students,” she chuckled quietly.

“I slept with you before knowing you would be one of my students.  I want to keep sleeping with you in spite of you being my student.  That has nothing to do with what’s between us,” he said in a whisper.  “Shall we go upstairs, where we don’t have to be quiet?”

They walked out of the coffee shop, JC again flashing his resident badge to get access to his apartment.

“So, what’s happening first?” she wondered as they got in the elevator.

“Well, I think I can be honest in saying I want you out of this outfit and screaming my name.  I’ve been wanting you all day, especially after realizing how much trouble I could get into if anyone found out.  You’re just the right kind of trouble, Jenny, and I like it.  I can grab dinner from one of the places downstairs, I admit I am a terrible cook, we can chat about Flatland while we eat, then hopefully have time for another round before I send you home for the night.”

“Sounds like a plan,” she said with a smile, squeezing her legs together in anticipation.

They walked to his apartment, less hurried than the first time, both of them aroused by the promise of what was to come, knowing how the other made them feel.  He unlocked the door, opening it for her, walking in behind her.  

“So we can go back to my bedroom, or we can try the couch, I can think of things we can do on either…”

“What the hell, let’s try the couch,” she laughed.  “With you, I trust it will be phenomenal.”

“Oh, it definitely will be, for both of us.  A learning experience for sure, I’ll teach you things no man would ever think of teaching, just expecting you to already know.  Maybe that’s why I’m a professor, I love teaching as well as doing.”

“Should I strip for you again?  I kinda liked that, very empowering watching you as I did.”

“If you wish, though I know you’d like me undressing you as well, you’d still get a similar reaction…”

“Then undress me.  Can I call you professor?”

“Class is in session,” he smirked, pulling her close to him.  He pressed his lips to her in a hungry kiss.  “You are a serious distraction, even when you’re not in the fucking room.  Thinking about this dress crumpled on my floor, sure that you’re not wearing a bra again, needing to feel the warmth and that smooth skin.  Knowing I’d see you tonight, doing this, saved me from having to deal with this myself,” he said, putting her hand over his pants.

“You were like this all day?” she gasped.  He nodded in reply.  “Aren’t you supposed to call a doctor?”

“Only if you need the little blue pill to get one, which I definitely don’t, just thinking about you.  In fact, it bodes very well if you can last longer, giving you plenty of attention.”

“I love the sound of that,” she purred.

She had on a red dress with small white flowers and a white shrug.  He put his hand on her shoulder, gently pulling the shrug off of her, making her feel every inch of it move across her shoulder and down her arm, his eyes focused on hers, as if seeing into her very soul.  Goosebumps erupted over her skin in anxious expectation.

“I wore this to make a good first impression on my first day,” she smiled softly.

“Well, it definitely made an impression on me.  If your little friend hadn’t been waiting for you, I’d have lifted up this dress and taken you on that table next to the lectern.”

“I totally imagined that, we need to find a way to make that a reality,” she purred, her eyes burning for him.

“Don’t tempt me to use my keys to that classroom and take you now.  Though maybe not the classroom.  I get an office, so maybe on that desk.”

“I like the idea of the one in the classroom, the possibility of being caught…”

“God, you’re incredible.”  He ran his finger along the string of her dress, tied at her shoulders to hold the dress up.  He flicked the knot undone, the fabric strap falling down effortlessly.  He repeated it on the other side, a sly smile on his face as he pulled the top of the dress down to reveal her naked breasts.

“I want to just take these in my mouth and suck on them until you can’t take it anymore.  I want to feel you undress me and then I’m going to make you feel so good.”

She unbuttoned his dress shirt, feeling so powerful that he wanted her.  She pulled it down his arms, it falling softly to the floor.  She looked at his belt, licking her bottom lip as she flicked the belt open, unbuttoning and unzipping his dress slacks.  She pressed her hand against him, keeping his pants on.

“What are you waiting for?” JC growled, hungry to have her.

“I’m using my power here.  I like the feeling of it against my hand, knowing how turned on you are, but keeping you from what you want.”

“You want it too, I know you do, Jenny.  Don’t fight it, or I might just have to call you your full name, which I think is very sexy…”

“Yeah, I’ve been getting that a lot today…”

“A lot, huh?  That boy?”

She nodded.  “He’s just a friend.”

“You keep saying that, as if you’re trying to convince yourself he isn’t something more.  I’ll tell you right now, I will fuck you better than he could ever dream of.”

“You keep saying that,” she retorted.  “Maybe you should show me…”

“Then you better keep undressing me so I can finish with you.”

“How naked?”

“All the way.”

“In a hurry?” she teased.

“Hardly.”

She pushed his pants and boxer briefs down, his arousal springing free from its confines.  He stepped out of the pile of clothes at his feet, pulling her on top of him on the couch.  

He kissed her forcefully, like she was water in the desert. He kissed down her neck, taking a nipple into his mouth, biting and sucking as his fingers rolled and tugged on the other. 

“Oh god, Josh…”

“Relax and enjoy, your turn will come soon enough.”

“My… turn?” she asked hesitantly. 

“We’ll get there, don’t worry.  I plan on giving you plenty of attention.”

He returned his mouth to her flesh, her back arching in appreciation of what he was doing.  She felt herself getting wetter by the second, her core only covered by panties pressing against his firm arousal.

“Oh god, I need you so bad,” she mewed.

“Get on your knees.  Answer me honestly, have you ever given head?”

“Yes, but I don’t know that I’m very good at it.  My ex wasn’t great at foreplay, it was pretty much straight into things.”

“Then let me teach you.”

She lowered herself to her knees, excitement stirring in her stomach and between her legs at the thought of taking him into her mouth.  She eagerly placed her lips around the bulbous tip, his length twitching at her ferocity.

“Use your tongue, go around, take a little at a time.”

She followed his directions, taking more of him in.

“Yes, god you’re the perfect student.  Play around with it, use your hand to stroke it while you lick and suck the tip.  Press your tongue against the bottom, along the vein… Oh god, Jenny… fuck…”

Her eyes flitted up to look at him, sitting on the couch, his head thrown back in pleasure, his mouth slacked open.  She seized the opportunity to take in as much of him as she could, JC bucking his hips at the sensation and a groan pulling from his lips.

“Fuck, Jenny, don’t stop.  I’m gonna cum.  You can either swallow it down or release me from your mouth and I'll squirt it all over those beautiful tits of yours…”

She continued to suck, feeling him twitch before his release flooded her mouth, Jenny quick to swallow as much of it as she could, as fast as she could.  She released him from her mouth, both of them gasping for breath.

“I was good?” she asked.

“Not good, great, incredible.  Keep doing that and you have the power to make any man want you.  They should want you regardless, you are sexy and confident and eager to please your partner.  Make sure he returns the favor.”

“You sound like this is a one time thing…” she said, sounding disappointed.

“No, but I know this can’t last forever, nothing can.”

Her heart sank at the thought of not being with him like this, knowing no one else could make her feel the way he did.  He was soon quick to remind her how good she could feel.  He pulled her back up into his lap, kissing her neck and nipping at her earlobes.

“Now I’m going to return the favor, you were so delicious, I can’t help but want a taste every fucking day.”

He kissed down her body, lowering her panties down her legs as he laid her on the couch.  He sat on his knees, positioning her to be comfortable as well as accessible to him.  

He nibbled at her inner thighs, her hips rolling in anticipation. He groaned as his tongue made contact, almost high off of her smell and taste. He was hooked, needing as much of it as she could give him. His tongue rough against her sweet spot, she was soon mumbling incoherently, JC smiling between her legs, knowing he’d been the only man to make her feel like this, react the way she was.

“God, JC, yes, oh my god… Fuck…”

He smiled wider, knowing an orgasm was coming, excited to get more of her on his tongue.  If her body could withstand it, he could do this all night, get off from her taste. He found himself almost painfully hard again so soon, trying to keep his brain in control over his libido. He was damned if he was going to be like those boys who only chased their own release, no matter how desperately he needed her.

His brain flicked back to reality, hearing her scream his name as she rode a wave, continuing to taste her.

“Fuck me, fill me so good, please…” she begged. 

He looked up at her, moving up her body. “How can I say no when you’re being such a good girl, saying please,” he hummed softly. 

He entered her, almost kicking himself as he was using such a simple position to enjoy her, but the way she reacted, he knew she didn’t care. His pace slowly ramped up, needing her more with each roll of his hips and scream of his name. 

“You like screaming for me?” he asked, knowing the answer.

“Yes, god, YES JOSH!”

“I may regret this, but then again maybe not,” he said, both of them groaning at his retreat off her body. He pulled her up to stand before bending her over the arm of the couch.  “This is a lot of guys’ favorite position. They get a view of your ass, a different angle for them and you, and I particularly enjoy it for how it makes you feel.  Enjoy it, mama, don’t be afraid to tell me how much you like it.”

He entered her again, a gasp caught in her throat at the new sensation.  He filled her entirely, in ways she hadn’t even imagined with him.  His pace was relentless, her moans and screams of his name poured like a fountain from her mouth, some quiet, others loud, all in enjoyment of his body against and within hers.  

“Fuck, Jenny, you’re so tight like this… I can’t… oh god…” he said as he lost control, releasing a second time as she continued screaming his name.  She slumped over the couch, JC hating to leave their position, but he knew she’d need to eat.  He definitely wanted more of her before she left for the night.

“Let’s shower, actually shower, so I’m clean to go grab food while you take your time.  If you’re good, I’ll be back in time that you’ll still be in there to start again…”

“Are all men as insatiable as you are?” she giggled.

 

“I think you know the answer to that, based on your limited experience.  I correct myself.  We all might be insatiable, but not know how to keep it that way, or at least be confident enough to continue.  This of course also depends on if the woman is willing.  If you’re too tired, tell me.  I don’t want to hurt you, that’s not what this is about.  There’s an attraction, for sure, but I’m not just in this for the sex.  It’s a major factor, that’s why we jumped right in, but I’m fascinated by your intellectual side.  Let’s shower and we can talk about your reading over dinner.”

“Girl, you barely made it before curfew.  Where were you, with your sex god again?”

“Three times,” Jenny blushed. “He also helped me understand my English reading before the next lecture.  So it’s not just sex, though I’m not complaining…”

“Justin was looking for you.”

Jenny sighed. “We had lunch together after back to back classes.”

“Oh! I heard that new music teacher is a hottie! Chasez, right? You’re in his class?”

“Yeah, Justin is in it, too.  He wants to study for English together, work on the music theory final together.”

“Sounds like he wants more than that…”

“He has his girlfriend or whatever he wants to call her. I kinda caught them in the showers last night.  I didn’t see anything, but I heard them.”

“He’s such a bad boy,” Maddie said.  “Oh, rush is coming up. I wasn’t sure if you wanted to pledge or not…”

“Nah. We can go to parties, but I don’t have the time for that.”

“Your choice.  Jake told me his frat is having another rager this weekend, you wanna go?  Maybe you can get your hottie to come with you…”

“I dunno, maybe not.  He’s starting his doctoral program, he’s gonna be studying a lot, I’m sure.”  Studying ME, but she doesn’t need to know that.

…

 

Jenny walked through the common room on her way to her first class the next morning when she saw Justin waiting for her.

 

“Hey, wanna walk to class together?  Not sure where you’re headed, but I could walk you.  What’s your schedule, I was thinking we could go over Flatland before class tomorrow.  It’s pretty heavy stuff…”

“Ummm, I have two classes in the morning.  Tried to get everything all together if possible so I have a clear schedule for work next week.  I think I’ll have time moving forward though, I’m not working quite so much now.  Tuesday and Thursday afternoons, then weekend afternoons.  It’s a relief being part time now, actually.  I don’t think I could do full time work and full time school.”

“My parents told me if I take a full class load and keep my GPA high while doing well on the team, they’ll pay for everything.  It does take a load off, that’s for sure.”

“Define doing well academically…”

“3.5, haven’t missed a semester yet.”

“Impressive.  I guess being a jock I figured you took the easier classes.”

“Basketball and music are my passions, I’m treating both as full time jobs, making sure I have something to fall back on.”

“What would you do if basketball didn’t pan out, hypothetically?”

“Maybe teach high school, music or PE, be that rare combo of both.”

“You were one of those rule breakers that was in band and a jock in high school, weren’t you?”

“Actually, no.  Sports was my focus in high school, music was something I actually hid.  Sorry, am I keeping you from getting to class on time?”

“I’m free around noon if that works for you to grab lunch and study?  I know a great sandwich place next to the coffee shop…”

“Here a few days and you know all the hot spots, huh?” Justin chuckled.  “Where’s your last class for the day?”

“Psychology, yay for needing it for prerequisites…”

“I took that class last semester.  It’s not as bad as it sounds.  I have a class in the same building, wanna just meet downstairs and we’ll walk together to lunch?”

“Sure,” she smiled.  

They walked to their respective first classes, the day moving quickly.  Jenny walked to her Psychology class and saw Justin waiting for the elevator.

“What floor?” she asked as she stepped in with him and other students.

“Third.  306…” he replied.

Jenny smiled.  “I’m in 304.”

They got off at the third floor, Justin walking her to her class.  “I’ll wait for you here, if you want.”

“Ok.  If my class is out first, I’ll wait for you.”

Class went by quickly, Justin waiting in the hall for her with a smile.  They walked through campus towards lunch when Jenny’s eyes widened.  She saw JC heading onto campus, JC fighting to keep a straight face as he saw her walking with Justin.

“Ms. Thomas, Mr. Timberlake,” JC said coolly.

“Professor,” Jenny said, trying hard to not slip into a more sensual tone.

I am SO going to pay for that later, she thought.

 

…

 

They ordered lunch, sitting at a table while they waited for their food to be ready.  “So, you hid your interest in music?”

“I did the typical high school guy stuff, I was in a garage band with my friends to have an outlet, but my dad was pretty insistent on making basketball my priority.  I dabbled in other sports as a kid, but once I hit middle school, basketball was it.  I did what I could, but once I hit college, I knew this was my chance.  As soon as I could declare a major in high school with my applications and stuff, that was it.  My parents never knew, at least not back then.”

“Are they supportive of it now?  I mean, you’re a junior, right?”

“Mom more than Dad, but yeah.”

“Same.  I always had this dream of being a famous singer like Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera.  My dad means well, but he tried to squelch my dreams to avoid rejection.  Mom has been the more supportive one.  I mean, they both have come to things I’m in, but I think my dad wants me to have a more practical career.”

“They want us to dream big, but then when we actually reach for those dreams, suddenly they wanna stop it.”

“Is your dad doing that with basketball?  I mean, you’ve been scouted…”

“He wants me to graduate first.  I get it, but at the same time I have credits and I could always go back to school later, take classes during the off season and stuff.  Sometimes it feels like he doesn’t believe I could get to the level I’m going for.  I train really hard to be where I am, but it feels like it’s not good enough for him somehow.”

Their orders were ready, Justin grabbing their food.  “So, do we wanna talk about Flatland?”

“I guess,” she laughed lightly.  “I actually got some great insight from Josh yesterday,” she said.

“Josh?”

“Professor Chasez,” she corrected, a slight blush staining her cheeks.

“Oh,” Justin sighed.

“I was reading it at the coffee shop yesterday and he saw me, we sat and talked for a bit.  He took that class when he went here for his undergrad.  I’m actually really thankful, I was feeling in over my head with this book, afraid it would set the tone for the semester.”

“What were you expecting?” Justin wondered.

“I dunno.  I guess I’m more of a fantasy reader than science fiction.  Anyway, I could get good insights into it that I didn't get from reading it…”

Her phone buzzed in her pocket.  She took it out, seeing a text from JC.  I don’t like how close you and Mr. Timberlake are becoming.  I told you I don’t share.

 

There’s nothing to share.  We have classes together, that’s it.  She pushed her phone back in her pocket.  Her face shifted, looking slightly bothered.

 

“You ok?” Justin asked, looking towards her phone.

“Fine, it’s nothing.  Are you going to the party this weekend?”

“Which one?  It’s Rush Week, every frat and sorority is throwing a party…”

“The same one I ran into you and your… whatever.”

“Oh.  Yeah, I’m in the fraternity, so I kinda have to go.”

“You’re in a frat but you live in the dorms?”

“There wasn’t room when I joined, and I have friends in the dorm that aren’t in the frat.  I feel like living there would just make my reputation worse than it already is.  It still bothers me that you think…”

“I’m seeing a different side of you, Justin, but I also know the parts of you I’ve seen that do go with your reputation.  Most assumptions are based on fact.  You had your tongue down her throat and were in the girls shower together.  It’s almost like you’re two different guys.  I don’t know why it matters what I think, we’re just friends with classes together.”

Justin’s face fell a little, hurt by her words, though he’d never admit it.  “Oh, yeah, I dunno.  I guess I didn’t want to make a bad first impression.”

“You didn’t, you helped me carry all my books into my dorm room.”

“THAT is what was in that box?  Jesus, did you bring a whole library’s worth?” he laughed.

“Kinda, MY library anyway.  It was very sweet of you to help me without being asked to.  Again, I’m seeing this different side to you, walking me to class, working on projects and studying together.  Not what I expected once I heard more about you.  I’m pleasantly surprised.”

“Well, hopefully I can keep up with this new image for you.”

“Do it for you, not me or anyone else.  If you don’t want that stereotype, then do what you can to change it.”

They talked for a while, eventually going back to the dorm.  “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you wanna sit in my room?  Door open,” Jenny suggested.  “Or we can just hang out in the common area, I wouldn’t want Marie to get the wrong idea…”

“She’s got volleyball practice, I am meeting with her tonight for dinner and more training though.”

“Is there a yoga class that meets at the gym?  I was thinking of joining.”

“I think it’s Thursday nights.  Maybe I’ll see you around the gym?”

“I guess so, depending on when you go.  If I’m working, probably not.  I think I’m working 1-6 Tuesdays and Thursdays.”

“The class meets at 7:30, so that might work.”

“Don't tell me you had an ex that took the class, opr go to watch girls bending around…”

“I just happen to be observing as I’m going around to what I need,” he shrugged.

They walked to Jenny’s room, Maddie wasn’t there.  “She’s probably with Jake or something.”

“Frat president Jake?  Heh, she’s got more to worry about than what you heard about me…”

“Is that so?  Should I really warn her?  They hooked up at the party, not sure about since then.”

“He’s practically engaged.  I mean, it’s his parents setting it up, gotta love that upper class bullshit, still arranging marriages.  She’s hot, but boring as fuck.  Maybe Maddie can change his parents’ mind, if it makes it that far.”

“But does he sleep around?”

“As a form of rebellion against his parents, yeah.  Hard to say how long his thing with her could last.  If he told her about the party himself, maybe a couple months.”

“I’ll let her know.  Not sure how…”

“How what?” Maddie said walking through the doorway.  “What do we have here?”

“Just hanging out,” Jenny was quick to say, scooting away from Justin.  “He said Jake has a rep for sleeping around though, and something about an arranged marriage?”

“It won’t stick.  He’s majoring in business so he can go out on his own, not follow in dear old Daddy’s footprints.”

“Well, good luck with that,” Justin said.  “Just thought I’d warn Jenny to tell you.”

“Ok, weird.  You’re not sucking face, so what’s it to you?” Maddie asked defensively.

“Can’t just be nice?” he wondered. 

“You? Nice? That’s funny…”

“I’ll meet you in the common room, Justin…” Jenny said, Justin getting the hint and leaving.

“What is going on Maddie? I know you warned me about him, but seriously, what the fuck?”

“He dumped one of my friends with no reason why.  Went on to the next girl like she meant nothing to him. I don’t want him getting his claws into you, too.” 

“We’re just friends, we have classes together.”

“He likes you, Jenny. He’s ready to be done with blondie and you’re his next target… Though you being with Mr. Sex God helps a bit.”

“Can we not call him that?” Jenny asked. “Anyway, I can handle myself. I’ll just be in the common room.”

 

Jenny left the room, knowing Maddie meant well, but she wasn’t going to let herself fall for Justin that easily. He may have great eyes, an incredible smile, and actually be really sweet, but I can’t compete with Marie and that type of girl. She’s athletic, beautiful, someone you’d expect with a guy like Justin. Anything I thought was between us was over once I saw him with her. 

 

She saw Justin sitting on a couch, talking to a couple other students. Their eyes met, a smile spreading across his face. 

“Are things ok?” he asked. 

“Yeah, it’s nothing. Hey, you’re in our music theory class…” she said, recognizing one of the guys Justin was with. 

“Yeah, we were just talking about Chasez.  He’s intense, there’s stories from when he was an undergrad…”

“What kind of stories?”

“He was super jealous cuz some guy hit on his girlfriend at the time. Cold cocked the guy, knocked him right out.”

“Oh…” she said, her voice a little shaky.

“I heard he’s married, the lucky bitch,” one of the girls said, obviously into JC.

 

“Wait, WHAT?!” Jenny gasped.

“Yeah, he’s married.  My parents ran into him at an alumni function after he finished his double Masters, and he brought his wife…”  the voice trailed on but Jenny had stopped listening.  Her face fell, she felt like everything was crumbling beneath her.

“Jenny?” Justin asked, his voice breaking her out of her bubble.  “You ok?”

“Yeah… I’m fine.  I guess I shouldn’t be surprised he’s married.”

“Don’t tell me you have a little crush on him, too?” one of the guys teased, looking at the girl that brought up him being married.  

“I mean, I guess.  He’s handsome for sure.”

They continued talking about their classes and such, Jenny getting to know more people.  She’d swear she’d catch Justin glancing at her every once in a while, trying not to make eye contact with him.  

“Well, I gotta go meet Marie, but I’ll see you guys around,” Justin said before leaving the dorm onto campus.

“How long has he been with Marie?  I’ve been… warned about Justin…”

“He’s just a serial dater, it’s college,” one of the guys shrugged.  

“To answer your question, they were on again off again for a while last year, on again as of a couple weeks ago.  They decided being apart for the summer wasn’t going to work, her family goes off to wherever the rich people go.  She’s Olympic bound, he’s being scouted by the NBA, it’s a match in athletic heaven.”

“I’m gonna go, but it was nice to meet you all, see you around since we live in the same dorm,” Jenny said.  

She walked back into her room, fell on her bed, lying on her back.

“He’s married?” she sighed questioningly.

“Who’s married?” Maddie asked.  “Don’t tell me that Sex God is married…”

“Professor Chasez, my music theory teacher…”

“Don’t tell me you have a crush?  Did we learn NOTHING from Ross and Elizabeth on Friends?  Pretty sure the school has a similar policy, even if you aren’t his student.  Shut that dream down right now, Jenny.”

If only I could, she thought to herself.  I guess I have to, if he’s married.  That’s the bigger piece to this.  If he texts me tonight, that’s fine, but if he wants to meet, I’ll end things face to face.  Maybe Justin is interested.  I dunno, I’m 21 but also not a big dater.  David and I got together so I wasn’t alone on what became a group date to the movies, but then things progressed because I thought that’s what I needed to keep him.  I liked him eventually, then obviously sleeping with him, but I don’t want that again.  I don’t want someone I feel I have to do certain things with, and Justin seems like that kind of guy.  JC doesn’t, oddly enough, despite the nature of our relationship.  

 

…

 

Jenny woke up the next morning, having gone down to the student services center to grab dinner the night before, the food court there had better options than the dining hall.  After she ate, she went back to her room and fell asleep.  She looked at her phone and saw she’d missed a text from JC.

Are you awake?  I’d like a repeat of the last time, throwing in some new things we’ve done together…

She typed a response.  Sorry, I passed out hard last night.  Hopefully you aren’t disappointed.

She began getting ready, putting on a pink tank top and a denim skirt, wanting to look cute but be comfortable in the late summer heat.  She pulled her hair back into a simple low ponytail.  Her phone buzzed on her bed.

 

You could never disappoint me, Genevieve.  I’ll see you in class.

 

She felt excited that he wanted to see her, but also nervous knowing she’d have to end things.  She heard a tap at her door.

“Justin, what’s up?” she asked, opening the door a crack, as Maddie was still sleeping.

“Let’s grab some coffee or something before class, breakfast?”

“Sure, beats going by myself.  I’ll meet you in the common room in 5?”

Justin nodded with a slight smile, Jenny finishing getting ready before heading out for the day.  She grabbed her bag of binders and books, ready for her first set of classes. 

Justin was sitting on a couch in the common room, standing once he caught sight of her. Jenny had to keep herself from smiling at how cute he was, how happy he was just to see her.

“I know there’s the coffee place off campus, but there’s a great little spot on campus when I don’t wanna go across campus.  They’ve got great pastries and breakfast sandwiches.”

“I’ll just grab stuff from the dining hall as part of my room and board package,” Jenny sighed. 

“If it's the money I can…”

“Yes and no. It’s… complicated. I don’t want to be a burden with that.”

“Not at all, I’m here if you wanna talk.”

“Once we grab breakfast.”

They walked to a little coffee place on the back side of the student services center, with a little awning and outdoor seating already set up. 

Jenny got an iced black tea, Justin an iced latte, getting both of them the breakfast wraps. They sat down outside, watching people come and go. 

“So, you’re sure you want to hear my drama?”

“I don’t know about drama, but if it’s something you want to share with me, then I’m good.”

Jenny took a deep breath. “My parents are separated right now.  It’s been a couple months. Not an ideal situation, definitely not in any of our control, not really.”

“It can be tough. My parents divorced when I was really little, so I guess I’m lucky I don’t remember much about it.”

“This is definitely different. The rough part is it started on my brother’s birthday.  He just turned 15, so it’s a rough time anyway, let alone your dad leaving unexpectedly.  I’ve been working all summer to help Mom keep up with bills and rent.  They have somewhere they’re staying now that she says I don’t need to worry, but I feel like it’s my job to step up and be what my dad can’t right now.”

“So you feel you need to save as much as you can to have money saved up in case she needs help?” Justin asked. 

“Yeah. It’s been hard being away from them, but you and Maddie are helping a lot.  Yesterday was nice, meeting new people. Sorry about Maddie freaking out…”

“I was afraid to bring that up…”

“She said you dumped a friend of hers out of the blue, moved on like it was nothing.  She’s just protective of me after my ex, making sure I’m not hurt again if she can prevent it.”

“You wanna talk about it?”

“Is that the kind of thing friends talk about like this?”

“How do you mean?”

“I’m a girl, you’re a guy.”

“Am I? I hadn’t noticed,” he laughed. 

“I just don’t have guy friends that ask me about things like that. I guess I’m glad this isn’t a date, that would ruin it for sure…”

“To not being a date,” he said, raising his cup.  “If you want to tell me, I want to listen.”

“We were together about a year and a half.  I broke up with him on my birthday after he ditched lunch plans to be with a girl I knew he liked. She doesn’t feel the same way, but he still chose being with her over being with me on my birthday.”

“That sucks.”

“It’s been over a year now but we’d still hook up from time to time if we were particularly lonely. Ok, that might be an overshare.”

“When was the last time you saw him?”

“Right after everything with my dad. It’s been a couple months.  Trying to move on so I don’t keep getting hurt, I know he’ll never want me the way he wants her.  Maybe that’s why the sex wasn’t super incredible, but he was my first, so…”  Her eyes widened at what she’d just admitted.  “Ok, THAT was definitely an overshare…”

“First loves are hard.”

“I don’t think that’s what I’d call it. I don’t know that we even liked each other when it all started, but it was better than being alone.  I know I wasn’t super into him at first, clearly he wasn’t into me.”

“Enough to sleep with you,” Justin noted.

“Isn’t that most guys though? Like girls just enough to get laid?”

“Not all guys,” Justin was quick to reply.

“Says the guy with a heartbreaker reputation.”

“One I’m trying to change,” he said softly. 

They finished breakfast and headed to their first class. She was thankful for her notes and stuff from JC on the reading, it made her feel more prepared and understand the lecture better. 

She felt a pit in her stomach about ending things, especially the sex, but he was married and her professor.  No matter how exciting it being forbidden felt, it wasn’t worth ruining his career, her reputation, and ruining a marriage.

They walked to music theory, getting seated before JC came in.  They were talking about plans for the afternoon when JC walked in, seeing her sitting next to him, talking closely.  She felt his eyes boring into her, unhappy at how close she was to someone else.

She was drawn to the passion he had in his lecture, it was clear music was in his blood, he was truly one of them, passing on knowledge and personal experiences.  She was almost entranced, Justin seeing her taking notes and practically staring at their professor.  He also noticed how much it felt like JC was making eye contact with Jenny, or at least their general direction, and how his face would change making eye contact with Justin.

Class ended, Jenny walking towards JC.  “Ms. Thomas, I need to see you for a minute.”

“You need me to stay?” Justin asked.

“I’ll be fine.  I’ll meet you in a bit, ok?”

Justin nodded, a concerned look on his face.  

“You should go, Mr. Timberlake…” JC said, his voice firm.

The room emptied, the two of them alone.

“‘I’ll see you soon?’  I don’t like you talking to him like that.  Like he stands a chance of being with you.”

“Like you have room to talk, Mr. Chasez.”

“What do you mean?”

“I know you’re married.  This thing between us ends now.”

“No.”

“Excuse me?”

“No.  This ends nothing.  I don’t love her, I don’t even want her sexually.  You, on the other hand, you challenge me in ways she could never dream.  And the way I want you, it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.  I want you like I’ve never wanted anyone else.  Your mind, your body, I need it more than anyone else I’ve ever met.  So yes, while I’m married, it’s complicated and meaningless compared to what exists between us.  You are the only woman I want, and I want to be the only man you want.  Do you understand me?”

“What will you do if I continue seeing Justin?”

“Seeing him?”

“Being friends with him, close with him.  We have two classes together, are a couple rooms apart for a third, live in the same dorm…  I’m bound to be around him.”

“I don’t want you around him.  I felt very uncomfortable with him sitting next to you in my lecture.”

“It’s a free country, he can sit where he wants.”

“Not next to something that’s mine…”

“Yours?  Like I’m property?”

“No, but you are mine to please, to make you cum endlessly.”

“Oh god…”

“I’m going to show you just how much I want you, Genevieve.  I know we have an hour before this room is needed again.  I”m going to lock the door and make sure you know you are mine, and I am yours.  You won’t need Justin, or anyone else.”

She froze on the spot, watching him go to the solid wood door and lock it from the inside.  His eyes burned with an intensity she’d never seen before.  As intense as their sessions had been, she knew this would be more than any they’d had yet.

“You wore a skirt for me, as if you knew this was coming,” he smirked.  “Good girl, making it easy for me.”

He pulled her to him, his body hard and ready to go, pressed against her.  His lips crashed against hers, his hands grabbing her as if to claim her as well as bring her pleasure, tweaking her nipples through her shirt before running his hands up her shirt.  She groaned against his lips, swallowing her noises whole as his tongue penetrated past her lips.

She squeezed her legs together in anticipation.  Her fingers went into his hair, holding him close, as if to make the moment freeze in time.

“I hate to make this quick, but I don’t want to blow our cover.  I’m going to fuck you, but know what I have planned for tonight will be longer, giving you all the ecstasy you deserve.”

He pushed her denim skirt up her legs, revealing her thong, pulling it down her body.  He held them up to his nose, inhaling her scent deeply.  “I”m keeping these for when we have our late night text sessions, so I can smell you even though you aren’t there.”

He bent her over the solid table next to the lectern.  He entered her in one smooth motion, Jenny biting her lip to keep from screaming and giving themselves away.  He filled her so completely, his pace an all out sprint yet giving her so much pleasure from the angle and intensity.

He grabbed her ponytail with one hand, pulling her head up.  “Who do you belong to?” he growled.

“You, Josh.  No one can fuck me like this but you.  You feel so good…”

“Cum for me, I’m so close, you’re so fucking tight, Jenny.”  He reached around her, pressing her sensitive cluster with precision, Jenny feeling like she was going to explode at the intense friction inside and out of her body.

“OH… god… YES… I’m… I’m…” she struggled to speak.

“Let go, Jenny, I’m there…”

She groaned as he grunted in release, trying hard to be quiet.  He grabbed tissues from the table, handing them to her.

“Use these to cover yourself, then get to the nearest bathroom to clean yourself up.  Though I hope Justin can smell the scent of our sex on you when you see him later.  So he’ll know you belong to someone else and he shouldn’t waste his time.  Go, and I’ll see you tonight at the coffee shop.”

She did as instructed, going into the bathroom before meeting up with Justin. 

“Should I be worried? That’s two classes in a row he’s needed you to stay after…”

“No, everything’s great, fantastic, amazing,” she said, realizing she was laying it on thick while also describing the sex she just had.

“Did you wanna go over notes or anything today before your next class?”

“I’m actually short on time so we can talk, but not for too long before my next class.”

“What are you doing after?” Justin asked. 

“Shouldn’t you be following Marie around at least half as much as you do me?”

Justin recoiled, a hurt look on his face. “Fine, I’ll leave you alone, I can take a hint…”

“Justin, no,” she sighed. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just… you’re with her, whatever you’re doing, I don’t wanna be caught in the middle of that.  As much as I like spending time with you, I think you shouldn’t be spending as much alone time with me. I didn’t mean it like that… I like hanging out with you, but you’re coming on a little strong for someone that’s in a relationship.”

Justin didn’t move, standing facing away from her. “What if I don’t wanna be with her anymore?”

“Justin, I’m flattered, but…”

“You can’t look past my reputation, I get it.”  He started to clench his hands.

“No.  That’s not it. You’re a great guy, I’m glad we have this thing going. But I’m not ready for anything right now.”

“So what you said about getting over your ex…”

“I do, but I also don’t want to jump into something with you. I care about you too much to mess this up.”  She was speaking honestly. She’d gotten to know him, the real him, and she’d opened up to let him know more of her, while still keeping plenty inside.  As much as she fought her developing feelings for him, she knew there was a closeness she didn’t want to lose by jumping into something with him.

“Who says you’d mess this up?”

“I like what we have, Justin.  I don’t have guy friends, so to have someone I can talk to about things, relate to like I do, I don’t want to lose that if you decide things won’t work out.”

“So you can’t let go of my reputation…”

“I see you changing, I do, but… it’s complicated.  I don’t want to get hurt or hurt you.  It would hurt too much to see you as often as I do if things didn’t work out.”

Justin looked at his watch.  “I think we’re out of time, I’ll see you around.  I need some space…”

“Justin,” she called after him.

She watched him walk away, her heart sinking at the thought of disappointing him.  If it wasn't for JC, she’d be welcoming his attention, even though he is still with someone else.

She grabbed lunch alone, eating quickly before her last class.  She went to the coffee shop after class, doing more reading for classes.  She felt like her phone was burning a hole in her pocket, wanting to text Justin but knowing he likely wouldn’t answer.  Guilt was eating at her, knowing she was hurting him, but to also save him from being hurt more.  She was already afraid of getting too close to him around JC.  

Part of her wanted to continue walking and sitting with him just to see what JC would do, knowing the incredible sex they’d had earlier that day, what was ahead of her when she got to his place that night.  But she didn’t want to use Justin like that, it wasn’t fair to him.  If JC knocked a guy out for hitting on his girlfriend, what would he do with something worse?  Then again, they weren’t even supposed to be together, so she really could explore things with Justin and JC couldn’t do anything.  He might take it out on her in the bedroom, but to assault a student for seemingly no reason would become increasingly problematic.  

 

I need to talk to him tonight, try and figure out what’s going on.  He’s married, I can’t just ignore that because we want each other.  Ugh, I need to get some studying in before who knows what happens tonight…

 

She continued studying, taking notes as she read when her phone buzzed.  She knew who it was without even looking, based on the time.  Sure enough, a few minutes later JC approached her table.

“Were my notes on Flatland helpful at all?” he asked, pretending to make conversation.

“Yes, and I’m taking smaller chunks instead of trying to read the whole thing in one go.  Once I start I can’t stop, but I’m learning to pace myself with these for class, not getting ahead of myself.”

He leaned close.  “I’ll get into the building and open the door for you.  Meet me in about 30 seconds…”

She watched him walk away and disappear beyond the glass of the coffee shop before she began to pack up her things and follow him.  She reached the door to his building, looking to make sure no one was looking as she approached the door.  He opened the door, taking her hand in his as they walked towards the elevator.  Once they determined no one was inside, they rode up together before going into his apartment.

She looked around, noticing the artwork and things for the first time, blushing at how she hadn’t really had time to do so before.  She saw a guitar in the corner along with an upright piano.

“You play in your spare time?” she wondered.

“What else would a musical doctoral candidate do?” he chuckled.  

“I heard you doubled on your MFAs, performance and composition?”

“I did, along with a double major for my BA.”

She smiled.  “You and Justin are more alike than you realize…  He can’t decide on which way to go.”

“Don’t compare me to him,” he said with a venom in his voice, disdain at being compared to someone else vying for her affections.

“We had a fight,” she said, sinking onto his couch.

“Oh?” he asked, intrigue and optimism in his voice.

“Don’t sound so excited,” she said.

“I want you for myself, so pardon my excitement that all isn’t well with the two of you.”

“He’s just a friend, but he has a reputation for being a player.  He’s seeing someone, but Maddie and I both think he might like me, and I kinda went off on him today that he should be with the girl he’s seeing, not so much with me.  He didn't take it well.  I’m really trying to save him from being hurt, because of what we have.”

“Which is?” JC wondered.

“I think you know,” she replied.  “Great sex, intelligent conversation, but not much else.  But with Justin, I can open up to him, tell him anything and he’s listening, engaging me in how I feel.  So I want to know how you feel, Josh, Professor.  What’s the deal with your wife?”

JC sighed.  “That’s complicated…”

“If you truly wanted this to be meaningful, you’d tell me, open up to me…”

“It’s messy.”

“More messy than me fucking my professor but having feeling for someone else?”

“You have feelings for him?”

“Maybe.  Not that I’ll admit to him, or anyone else.  At least not yet.”

“And me telling you about my fucked up marriage would keep you from acting on those feelings?”

“Yes.  Otherwise I just feel like I’m just someone for you to fuck.  As great as the sex is, I need more than that.  I’m not wanting a commitment, I’m sure that’s where you draw the line, but more than just sex.  Eventually one or both of us will get bored.”

“Very well.  If you must know, I was very much in love with a young woman while I was here, not that it matters.  My parents are generous donors to the school, ran in all the right society circles, and saw fit that I take over the family business when I was old enough.  My education was merely a formality to them, they had no intention of me actually using it.  Once I finished my undergraduate studies, my relationship was cut off by my parents and I was betrothed to a business partner.  They sought to use the marriage to merge the companies, eventually buying out her father’s company and making them quite a lot of money in the buyout.  However, neither of us wanted the marriage, being in love with other people.  My engagement and subsequent marriage ruined any chance I had at the happiness I had with the woman I loved.  We’re married only on paper, never consummating the marriage.”

“So why not get divorced?”

“I’m cut off without a dime if I divorce her, she’s cut off if she divorces me.  So unless one of us can afford to step away, we are stuck in this loveless marriage, seeing other people, until our parents die and our inheritances are transferred over.    We have paperwork drawn up privately that keeps our money separate in the event we commit to staying married.  Honestly, I would divorce her in a second, but it would break my mother’s heart, for some reason.  My father isn’t doing well health wise, so it appears I’ll stay married until my mother passes, instead of her passing first and me divoricng to spite my father and truly become my own man.”

“So you’re married just to make money in I’m guessing 20-30 years?  You both are ok with not being able to be married to people you actually want to be married to?”

“After all of this, even if we were to divorce tomorrow, I see no point in marriage.  I loved once enough to see it in my future, but now it’s poisoned.  I will be honest with you Genevieve.  Whatever I feel for you, I will never love you, especially not enough to hurt my mother.”

“So, what am I to you then?  Just something to fuck and talk to between fucks?”

“You’re my companion, someone I find intellectually and sexually challenging and intriguing.  I understand hiding things between us may get difficult at some point, but I will do my best to make this work for both of us.”

“You expect me to stay with you as your ‘companion’ because of great sex and conversation without love and emotion behind it?”

“I didn't say without emotion.  I feel jealousy and anger at that boy being around you, trying to steal you away, as if he could.”

“But nothing resembling love.  I don’t understand, what if your wife gets pregnant by some other man?”

“Wouldn’t matter to them if it can be kept quiet. She didn’t want kids, so I think we’re fine. If she did, all the more incentive to stay married, to have money for it.”

“Do you want children?”

“No. My childhood was too fucked up to want to give my children any of it.”

“What if I want kids someday?”

“It would end before we get that far. I guess I should have said this earlier, but the moment you feel anything besides lust, desire for me, more romantic, this is over.”

“Why is that?”

“It’s not fair to you.”

“So why continue this?”

“Because your body is practically trembling for me to touch you, make you feel good. It’s only been a few days and you’re hooked on the adrenaline rush you get, the endorphins that release each time you cum for me.”

“It also releases oxytocin, the love chemical, so eventually my own biology will betray me?”

She sat in the common room, waiting for Justin to come in, hopefully wanting to study with her, talk to her.  She saw him walk in, making eye contact for a brief second before he walked past without a word and headed upstairs to his room. 

She was trying to respect his need for space, but damn it it was hard given their schedules and things. She hadn’t texted him or even spoken to him since the day before, and moments like this broke her spirit, afraid she’d completely messed things up. 

She went into her room to study to avoid seeing him. I should go to that yoga class tonight. Maybe it’ll help me relax, or if nothing else loosen me up for my next session with Josh. She decided that if they were going to continue their affair, she was going to get the most out of it. As guilty as she felt about how things went down with Justin, she couldn’t shake the raw sexual chemistry she had with JC.  Every time they were near each other they couldn’t resist each other. He made her feel wanted, needed, even if there was no love involved. If Justin could flit from girl to girl, she could stay with JC as long as possible and enjoy the sex. 

She changed into clothes for the gym, sending a picture to JC.  Going to yoga like you suggested. 

Her phone quickly vibrated.  Mmmm.  Come to my place tonight and I’ll fuck you in downward dog. Are you being a good girl for me?

If you mean staying away from Justin, yes. It hurts that he’s not talking to me, he was my best friend besides Maddie at this school so far, and I feel like I lost him. 

 

While I’m glad you’re not spending time with him, I’m sorry that you feel you’ve lost a friend.  I promise tonight I can make you feel really good…

 

She clenched her legs together at his words, knowing he would fulfill that promise.  She walked to the school’s gym, it being a lot bigger than she expected for some reason.  There were tons of machines of varying kinds, along with rooms for classes like yoga or dance, and an open space for weight training with benches and racks of weights.

She stopped as she saw Justin, as if her eyes had been trained to seek him out.  He was mid bench press, his breathing controlled, his movements fluid and effortless.  It was almost as if he didn't need a spotter.  She saw Marie close by doing free weights, trying not to look at her too closely.  She looked back at Justin, seeing him sit up and made eye contact across the large and crowded gym.

The look on his face was bittersweet.  For a second there was a hint of a smile, only to be replaced with sadness or disappointment.  His eyes widened at seeing her, but the moment between them lasted only a second or two.

She walked into the room for yoga, laying down the mat she’d purchased after JC’s request that she take the class.  She noticed in the corner of her eye that Justin had moved to a part of the gym where he could see her, as she was closest to the window, in hopes of seeing him more as the class went on.  She followed the teacher through the different positions and meditations, trying to calm and center herself, but also hoping Justin was watching her.

The class was more difficult than she expected, doing what she could, feeling herself stretch as she held each position.  She smiled, thinking of JC, and how he would use some of those positions tonight, but also of the view Justin must be getting as well.  

As the class ended, she got up and saw him looking at her, his gaze looking away the second she made eye contact, a light blush taking over his cheeks.  Marie tapped him on the shoulder, giving him a kiss on the cheek as they moved on in their circuit around the gym.  Jenny walked away towards the locker room, grabbing her phone.

Am I showering at the gym, or at your place?  Class just finished.

Shower wherever you wish, I want to be the reason you need a shower, not a yoga class.  After what I have planned, you’ll want another one anyway.

 

She grabbed her bag, deciding to shower back at the dorm, change into something a little more playful for Josh.  She showered, making sure to smell good and have her skin as smooth and silky as she could just to make him want her more.  After she finished, she wrapped herself in a towel before walking down the hall to her dorm room.  She heard a voice, looking up as Justin closed the door to Marie’s dorm.

He looked at her, his eyes changing as he noticed she was in nothing but a towel.  She waved awkwardly, hoping for some kind of reaction.  To her surprise, Justin smiled and nodded his head.

“Good night, Jenny.”

She watched him walk away, but felt like maybe there was progress being made between them to restore things.  Maybe he was just being polite, or maybe he resisted the urge to walk over, pull off her towel and have his way with her.  She blinked, her mind going a million different directions.  Was she projecting JC onto Justin, hoping he would be just as sexually voracious so she could just choose Justin and be done with the whole thing?  She was afraid that at some point, she’d have to find out.

…

“Isn’t it cliché to have a Hawaiian themed party?” Jenny asked, looking at her side of the closet.

“Any excuse to see women in bikinis,” Maddie laughed. 

“We have this thing called a pool just off the gym…”

“But you don’t dance against each other and get drunk and fool around in the pool,” Maddie countered. 

“Maybe you don’t. I’ve fooled around in a pool before.”

“Genevieve Thomas, you’ve been holding out on me!  When?  WHO?!”

“Madelynn Harris, let me have some secrets. Do you remember Chris, the blonde kid in our 4th/5th grade combo class?”

“Wait, you fooled around in a pool when you were like ten?!”

“Just kissing in one of the pools at the water park, but yeah.  Tim and Chris’s sister were off going on the water slides while we made out. How his mom didn’t catch us is beyond me,” Jenny chuckled. “Ok, basic black or something more daring?”

“Daring?” Maddie wondered. Jenny held up a red string bikini that barely held her breasts, that if tied “correctly” could be removed in one easy tug. 

“The red one, definitely. You think your sexy man will be there?”

“Probably not. I just realized it’s a party for Justin’s fraternity, he’s gonna be there.  Maybe I should go with black, or my one piece… or just not go.”

“You are going, and you’re wearing that red bikini, even if I have to hypnotize you. Have you heard from Justin at all?  It’s been a couple days…”

“No, not since Thursday night.”  She replayed the moment in her mind, wishing she’d dropped the towel from her body and he could ravage her, just to know what he was like.

They left the dorm room with grass skirts Maddie picked up from Party City along with some cheap leis, Jenny’s red to match her bikini.

The party was in full swing when they arrived, starting in the kitchen grabbing drinks.  Maddie found Jake and they started to make out after finishing their drinks.  Jenny walked around, hoping to find people she knew, preferably Justin.  The silence between them was deafening and she was sure she had ruined everything.

She found a group of guys that looked familiar and approached them.  “Do you know where Justin is?”

“He’s been hiding out a lot the last couple days.  Guess he’s got the itch again?”

“The itch?”

“Yeah,” one guy laughed.  “He’s been in the practice rooms and stuff in the music department.  Working on a song, that’s his thing to clear his head.  I guess it must be his way of coping with the breakup.  He let me listen to a bit, it’s pretty good…”

“Breakup?”

“Yeah, Marie dumped him Thursday night.  They got pretty heated, something about another girl.”

She nodded, stepping away from the group.  Am I the reason he and Marie broke up?  He’s already working on his music theory final, without me.  I guess I deserve that.  I should try and do the same, I suppose.  I’ve never written a song.  Ok, that’s a lie, but nothing that’s worth performing for a class.  He didn’t say it HAD to be something original, but I’m sure he’ll get a higher grade because it is.

She tried to enjoy the party, but there wasn’t anyone to talk to the way she could with Maddie or Justin, and it appeared Maddie and Jake were already upstairs for the night.  She pulled out her phone.  

 

Hey Maddie, I’m heading back to the dorm, don’t worry about me.  See you whenever, be safe.

 

She headed back towards the dorms when she saw him.  He was walking towards the dorms from the direction of the music building, curious if he’d been working on his song.  His eyes were down, as if he was looking at the ground.  He walked, Jenny not sure if he saw her.

“Justin!” she called to him, Justin immediately looking up to her.  He approached her, still keeping his distance.

“Hey,” he said quietly, slowly looking her over in her bikini and grass skirt.  “You just coming from the frat party?”

“Yeah.  Justin, I’m sorry…”

“Don’t.  You’ve said and done enough.”

“I’m sorry about you and Marie, I heard she dumped you.”

“I’ll be fine.  Look, it was nice seeing you, Jenny.”

“Justin, is that it?  We’re not even friends now?”

“What do you want me to do, Jenny?”

 

I want you to take me in your arms, kiss me, and show me how you really feel about me, all night long…

 

She blinked, thinking of what to actually say to him.  “I miss my friend.”

“I’ll walk with you to class Mondays and Wednesdays, I’m ok with studying if that’s something you’re still interested in, but I want to give you the space you want, the space I need right now.”

“Was I part of your fight with Marie, the reason you broke up?”

“Jenny, I don’t want to get into this right now.  I’ll see you around, and we’ll walk to class together on Monday.”

He walked past her towards the party, Jenny alone in front of her dorm.  She walked into her room plopping down on her bed.  Her phone buzzed.  

See you in the morning.  Maybe you should call up Mr Sex God.  I’m not changing his name unless you tell me his real name.

 

Be safe, she replied, looking at her phone.  She went through her contacts until she arrived at his.  Maybe I SHOULD reach out, God knows I’m feeling sexually frustrated right now.  One night with Justin would tell me everything I need to know, wouldn’t it?  Yet I’ll never get that.  He barely wants to be friends, I can’t imagine him fucking me with any actual desire behind it, not now.  Is that what I wanted, to be another one of his flings, just to see what he’s like?  

 

She pressed a button, putting her phone to her ear.  “Genevieve, it’s nice to hear from you.  What can I do for you?” he asked, his voice already dripping with sexual overtones.

“I think you know what I want,” she said, unsure of herself in that moment, of what she wanted.  She knew she needed him, to feel wanted, but she knew she wanted Justin and couldn’t have him.

“You don’t sound so sure.”

“It’s been a rough couple of days, that’s all.  Still adjusting to being out on my own.”

“How do you want me to help?”

“I’m on the first floor in Crenshaw.  I’ll have my light on and the window open.  Sneak into my room?  Maddie’s away all night.  Stay with me tonight, Josh.  Don’t make me be alone, do anything without you…”

“I’ll be right over.  Let’s get things started though.  What are you wearing?”

Her lips curled into a smile.  “Oh, you’ll love it.  Your frat was having a Hawaiian themed party, so I’m in a flimsy red string bikini…”

“Any of my frat brothers put their slimy hands on you?”

“No.  I left once Maddie went upstairs with Jake, which didn't take long.”

“Does your window have a screen on it?  If so, pop it out for me or this is going to be much more difficult.”

“There’s a bush right under my window so I’ll hide it behind there. There’s room for you to get in and out.”

“That’s not the bush I'm concerned about, but duly noted.”

She set her phone down, popping out the screen and putting it behind the bush before going back to her phone.  “Screen is popped out. Should I just wait on the bed for you?”

“Sounds like a plan, mama. I’m already on my way. Don’t start without me.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. I’ll lock the door so no one can interrupt.”

“Good girl.  I’m almost there.”

She turned the lights down low so no one would see him come in through the window, waiting for him on the bed.  She heard a rustling in the bush, seeing him appear at her window.  It was an easy hop up to the ledge and he swung himself around to come into the room, sliding the window closed.

“My beautiful little temptress,” he smiled.  “You’ve had a rough couple days, hmmm?  I think I know just what you need, and I happen to be good at it.”

“Mmmm, I know you are,” she purred.

“Not that, not yet.  Lie face down on the bed.”

She followed his directions, feeling him untie the top of her bikini.  “Seems like it’s what I think it is,” she smirked.  She was soon proven wrong as his hands began pressing into her shoulders, massaging the muscles underneath her skin.  His touch was firm and soothing, yet set her body on fire.  He soon untied her bikini bottom, pulling the back off to reveal her ass, pulling it away from her body.

“I can smell you from here, Genevieve.  You want me, admit it.”

“I admit it, Josh…”

“Are you more relaxed?  I can massage other parts of you…” he growled, a hand resting on her ass.  She nodded and hummed in approval, his hands working with her flesh, moving down to her thighs before he pressed his fingers between her legs, feeling her dripping with desire.

“Josh…”

“Be quiet for me, Jenny.  These walls are paper thin, I’m sure you know that by now.  How rough do you want it, baby?”

“I was thinking we try something different.  Something slower, more sensual.”

“I don’t know if I can do that, Jenny.  You bring out this animalistic side of me, I can’t control myself when I’m around you.  You don’t want it slow, not with me.  You may think you do, but soon enough you’ll be begging for me to fuck you sideways.”

“Fuck, you just make it sound so good.  Can we do a slow buildup to that?  I want to feel close to you, not just feed those baser urges.”

“I’ll do whatever you want as long as I get to fuck you the way you need.”

“That’s not what you said earlier.  I don’t always want it rough, wild, passionate.  It can be passionate and be slow.”

“I’ll agree with you on that when it comes to foreplay, drawing out your orgasms, but once I’m inside you, all bets are off on how gentle I can be.”

“Show me, we have all night…”

His hands went back to massaging her body, his lips kissing her shoulders while his hands massaged her lower back and ass.  “Is this what you want?” he asked with genuine curiosity.  “I haven’t done this in a long time.  The women I’m with crave what I give them; excitement, raw passion they’ve been missing from their lives.  The one person you’ve been with had no clue what he was doing, and I have shown you things he’d never dream of, ways to please you most men don’t think to do, or are afraid to do.  You could have what you seek with any man.”

“How would you feel if I did that, sought out someone who could give me that side of things?”

“As much as I want you well taken care of, I also don’t want anyone else near this perfect body.  Though really you could do so without my knowledge and I’d be powerless to stop you.  However, I think you crave what we have that it would be fleeting. It would be nice, but you’d crave that wilder side.”

“Awful assuming that women want it that way all the time.”

“I just call it like I see it.  That’s usually when we end things, but it lasts longer than you’d think.  In all honesty, I don’t think you have it in you.”

“What?”  

“The intimacy you’d seek with a more sensual lover would make you feel guilty seeking out our times together.  You wouldn’t be able to see both of us at the same time.  You’d feel guilty about your needs not being met by one person, as you are now.  You’d have to end things with one of us, and I don’t think you’d know which one to choose.  The deep emotional connection, or the intense fire that is our sex life.”

“We both know this isn't going to last forever, Josh.  I admit I’m afraid of it coming to an end, but I also can’t imagine not having that deeper connection and not being intimate with you without it being all out.  As much as you showed me what I’d been missing out on, it was still great sex with my ex because we had that bond.”

“Why do I feel this isn’t going to lead to sex tonight?” he asked, somewhat frustrated.

Jenny sighed.  “We need to have a time where I’m not naked on a bed and have this conversation.  Maybe things have to end now, but I really do want to have sex with you tonight, Josh.  Make me feel good, that’s what I need right now.”

“I can definitely do that,” he smiled, turning her to face him before pressing his lips to hers.

…

The morning light was streaking through the blinds of the dorm room.  It had been a warm night, Jenny and JC sleeping naked on her bed.  She was curled into him, his arm around her waist.

The sound of keys unlocking the door didn't wake them, but the sound that came next did.

“Jenny, holy fuck!  What is going on?!”

Jenny bolted up, quickly pulling her blanket over herself.

 

“Is Mr. Sex God here?  Is this him?” Maddie asked somewhat excitedly.  “Oh my god… Jenny, no…” she said as her eyes widened in recognition.  “What the FUCK?!”

“Maddie, I can explain, just keep your voice down…”

“How you’re fucking your married professor? This oughta be good…”

“I didn’t know he was my professor that night at the party, I told him I was an English major to sound more interesting.”

“He’s married, Jenny, what about that?”

“An arranged marriage, fucked up as it is,” JC interjected. “She doesn’t even live near here, she’s hours away based on my last known whereabouts of hers.  It was a business arrangement set up by our families.  She’s only my wife on paper, nothing more.  She’s seeing other people and so am I.”

“I still don’t like this.  I’ll keep your little secret, but only because I don’t want it ruining your reputation, Jenny.  Did you see Justin at all last night?”

JC’s eyes widened at hearing Justin’s name, his nostrils flaring as he waited for her answer.

“I was heading to the dorm, he was going to the party.  Why?”

“He seemed sad, like really fucked up.”

“No way.  I mean, Marie broke up with him, so maybe that’s why.  How did you know? I thought you were with Jake at that point…”

“You hear things.  We weren’t up in that bedroom ALL night, didn’t even start there,” she laughed lightly. 

“I asked him if we could be friends and his answer was really generic.  I can’t believe he’d be hurt based on what he said to me.”

“Is that what was upsetting you?” JC asked.  Jenny nodded slowly.  

“Well, I’ll let you two get dressed, the professor here can go out the way he came in,” Maddie said, glancing at the window.  She left the room, closing the door behind her.

“You’re upset over some boy?”

“He was my friend, until you got all jealous.  Now he barely wants to see me, as if seeing me is the worst thing in the world, something he has to do, not something he WANTS to do.  So thank you for that,” she said with disdain.

“He’s a boy, he doesn’t know what he wants.  I, on the other hand, know what I want and I’m not afraid to go after it.”

“If that’s your attempt at morning sex, I think the moment has passed.  The longer we take, the more likely someone will see you hopping out of my window.  I’ll talk to you later.  Thank you for last night, even with our conversation that still needs to happen.”

JC got out of her bed, beginning to get dressed.  She couldn’t help but stare at his body, toned in all the right places, biting her lip as he turned and she got a look at his ass.  She watched him open the window before looking around to make sure the coast was clear.  He gave her one final kiss goodbye before hopping out the window and walking off.  Jenny got dressed and went out to fix the screen, popping it back into place before going to breakfast.  

She decided on eating in the dining hall, being less likely to run into Justin there.  She grabbed eggs, pancakes, some sausage links, and fruit before sitting down at a table.  There were others in there, sitting with friends, talking, joking, laughing.  She sat by the window, looking out and within the dining hall, feeling very much alone.

“Hey,” a voice behind her said. She turned around to see Justin.

“I thought you didn’t want to see me anymore…”

“I was just thinking about last night. I saw you in the window as I was walking by.  I want to be friends, it’s just hard to shut off that part of me. When I start something new I dive in, so I can see how that might have scared you, me wanting to spend all my time with you. I like hanging out with you, though it did make Marie think there was something more.”

“So I am why you broke up.”

“Yes and no. She was upset to see us together so much, but there was more to it. It came down to the same thing it always does with her, with all of them.  So I’d like to just start with us walking to class, studying, and go from there. I can’t ask so much from you as far as your time, I’m sorry.”

“I was too harsh, and I apologize.”

“I’m gonna go, but I didn’t want you to think we weren’t friends anymore.  Last night kinda wrecked me a bit, seeing the hurt on your face. I never want to be the reason you feel like that.  I’ll see you around though, for sure.”  He gave an awkward smile before walking off.

…

The week sped by, Jenny was back at work part time.  She had taken the bus to her job at the bookstore, sitting on her break when her phone rang. 

“Josh, hi…”

“Jenny, I’m hoping you have today free. I have a fundraiser for the school, and I want you to be my plus one.”

“Wait, it’s for the school?”

“Yes. I’m the one sent by my family every year, and I’d like…”

“Do they know you’re married? They’ll recognize me as a student, this is too reckless, Josh. I’m also at work and have something else right after work.  I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to go with you.  If no one from school would be there, sure, but I can’t risk it, WE can’t risk people finding out.”

“Ok. Let me know if you change your mind.  I had made appointments for hair, get your nails done if you wanted, I wasn’t sure if you needed someone to do makeup.”

“How Pretty Woman of you.  Hopefully you didn’t prepay, but I can’t go, not if it’s for the school. I’m sorry. It sounds amazing though otherwise.”

“I hope I can see you after, though?” he asked, his voice full of suggestion.

“Text me when you’re done. If I’m awake I’ll come over.  I’m on my break so I gotta go.”

Her workday continued, her shift over before she knew it. She waited at the bus stop, a nervous pit in her stomach. 

 

I haven’t seen my dad since school started, I missed him when I first moved in. I hate that it’s scheduled the way it is, but I have no control over it.  Mom and Tim saw him this morning, so at least I get him to myself for the whole time.

 

She waited, looking at her phone. The bus was late, and she needed to get there on time or she’d lose her visiting time for another two weeks. 

She knew JC would be busy getting ready for the fundraiser.  She picked up her phone, looking at the contract as she pushed to call. 

“Hi Jenny.”

“Justin, I’m sorry to bother you but do you drive? I’m supposed to see my dad, the bus is late, and if I get there late I can’t get in…” She was starting to panic, her breathing shaky.

“Hey, it’s ok, Jenny, it’s ok.  Yeah, I’ll grab my car and give you a ride.  Just text me where to get you and then tell me where I’m going.”

“Thank you, Justin,” she said, her voice still shaky, truly appreciative.  “See you soon.”

She waited out in front of the bookstore for Justin, he arrived in a white Jetta within 10 minutes. She figured he was faster than a bus making frequent stops, and hoped that would help make up for the list time from the bus.

She got in the car, sighing as she settled in. “Thank you, really.”

“No problem. Where am I going?”

“I’ll give you directions.”

“To where?”

“You’ll find out when we get there…”

“Why won’t you tell me, Jenny?”

“Because I don’t want you to judge me or think less of me. I promise I’ll explain once I’m done, it usually takes at an hour start to finish.”

She gave him directions before he saw the sign for their destination. He pulled into the parking lot, not saying a word. 

“I’ll be back in about an hour, you gonna be ok?” she asked. 

“Yeah, I got my books in the car, I’ll do some reading.”

“You can come inside the lobby instead of your car.  There’s bathrooms, water, decent chairs, all things considered.”

“Do you want me to come in with you?” he asked. She nodded. “Then how can I say no?”

“You’re being really good about this, Justin…”

“No judging.  If you need me, I’m here. That’s what friends do.”

 

They walked through the parking lot into the building. The sign outside read “Elmwood County Correctional Facility”.

Jenny signed in, Justin sitting down in the chair next to her.  She sat, a nervous ball still in her stomach, despite arriving in plenty of time. 

Justin put his hand on hers.  “What’s wrong?” he asked, noting her worried expression. 

“Getting here was half the battle.  Now I wait to see if I actually get to go in. Sometimes they go on lockdown because of a fight or something.  That’s the hard part, getting here to find out you came for nothing.”

They announced her group, Jenny looking at Justin as she stood up. “I’ll be back.  Thank you, again.”

She went through the metal detector before being led onto a bus and taken to the pod her dad was in. She got off the bus and walked into the lobby of the visitation rooms. She sat down in a private room, staring at the phone and the plated glass. 

She saw inmates walk in, anxiously waiting to see if he would come. She wanted to cry at the sight of him, missing him since the last time she was there.  They each picked up the phones on their side of the wall.

“Hi Jenny. I’m glad you came. I’m glad they let me see you and your mom and brother in one day.  How’s school going?”

“Still adjusting.”

“Making friends? Any boys?”

“Dad…”

“You know I do it cuz I love you.  How’s Maddie?”

“She’s good. Mom tell you we’re roommates?”

“Yeah. Tried to let you tell me as much as possible.”

They talked for a while before the line clicked, saying they had only a couple more minutes left of visiting.

“Ok Dad, I’ll be back in a couple weeks. I think we’re gonna do every other week I alternate with Mom, I know you only get so many visits…”

“I love you Jenny.  I’m sorry.”

“You say that every time, Dad.”

“I mean it.  I’m sorry this all happened, put all of you through this.”

“I love you, Dad.”  She hung up the phone as the line went dead. They put their hands against the glass, her eyes watering as she couldn’t get any closer.  She watched him walk down the hall, doing her best to keep up with him until we went down the next hall to his cell.  

She got back on the bus and went back to the main lobby. She saw Justin reading one of their English books, Justin tucking his makeshift bookmark into the book. He stood, waiting for her to approach him. They walked to his car, Justin opening her door for her.  He started the car and headed out of the parking lot.

Jenny sighed. “Where do I start?”

“Nowhere, if you don’t want to.  You went to see your dad?”

“Yeah. He’s been here the last two months, still waiting for a trial. They’re trying to build his defense, get letters of character from various people, I even wrote one for the judge.”

“You don’t have to-“

“Not like I can hide it from you, knowing where I was today.  He embezzled, like, a LOT of money. My guess is close to over 6 figures. He was the money guy for a small company, so he’d give himself bonuses and raises. Business was going well and I guess his boss that ran the company didn’t notice for a while. It all came out when they got bought out by a bigger company wanting their patents and stuff. Dad said he did them a favor, really.  They wouldn’t have been able to buy them out so easily otherwise. Not that it mattered. The new company pressed charges and that’s that.”

“What’d he spend it on?”

“Not sure. Mostly just day to day stuff, we did lots of family trips, nothing big until we did a trip to Europe.  2 weeks there must have cost a fortune.  I was blind to it all until things fell apart.”

“No wonder you felt so much responsibility.  Jenny, I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, well, you’re one of the few that knows.  To most of my friends, my dad’s just ‘away’, my parents are separated. The truth is much more complicated.”

“Why would I judge you for your dad’s mistakes?” he wondered. 

“I don’t know.  It’s not something you brag about, not usually.  I guess I worried you’d at least think less of me.”

“You have nothing to do with what he did, so why would I do that?”

She sat silently for a while, Justin driving back towards school.

“Hey, you wanna do something tonight?  My parents are dragging me to this thing, I have to get dressed up…”

“Is this a date?  Are they going to think I’m your girlfriend?”

“No and no.  I’ll make sure that if you’re introduced to anyone, that you’re just a classmate or friend.  I’ll be bored if you don’t come.”

“Well we can’t have that happen, can we?” she giggled.  “Do I need to get dressed up?”

“If you can.  If not, just wear what you want that’s nice.  My dad will be in a suit, thankfully I get to just wear a polo and slacks, maybe a bow tie if my mom insists…”

“Not gonna lie, I’d pay good money to see that,” she laughed.  “Sure, I’ll go with you.”

Justin smiled as he drove back to the dorms, parking in the lot near the campus for those living in the dorms.  “I’ll meet you at your room around 8.”

 

Jenny went into her room, seeing a bag on the bed.  There was a note on the outside of the bag.  In case you change your mind.  I’m sure you’ll look beautiful.  Josh

 

She opened the bag, a black lacy dress inside.  It had a black underlay to cover her body, but was mostly lace for something feminine yet a little sexy and refined.  It reminded her of what Kirsten Dunst had worn to the Oscars that year, but the skirt was a little longer, stopping at mid thigh.  It had a plunging neckline, but the dress would hold everything perfectly in place without a bra.

Maddie walked into the room, seeing Jenny holding up the dress.  “Going somewhere?  Married Man, that’s his new name now, dropped that off for you.”

“I’m going somewhere, but not with him.  I’m wearing this dress though, that’s for sure.”

“Where are you going, and who with?”

“With Justin, something his parents are dragging him to.  Josh wanted me to go to a fundraiser for the school, but I said it wasn’t a good idea.  Justin took me to see Dad after my bus was late, so I think he feels sorry for me.”

“He won’t feel sorry once he sees you in that dress.  Here, I’ll help you get ready.”  

“Only cuz it isn’t for Josh.”

“I mean, it helps, yeah…”

Maddie helped Jenny curl her hair a little, doing a subtle makeup look. Jenny twirled in the dress, loving the way she felt in it.

“It’s a shame Josh bought this for you and that is not a date with Justin. This dress would get you laid, slow and gentle… ugh, I’m jealous.”

“Of the sex I won’t be having? Well, I did tell Josh to text me later…”

“Jenny, you have to stop.  Is it really worth all this hiding around just for sex?”

“Not everyone has your experience. All I had was David, and now I have this. I can’t stop, Maddie. My brain says I shouldn’t, but my body can’t say no.”

“Well tell it to shut the fuck up.  I’m worried you’re gonna get hurt somehow with all this.”

“No worse than you and Jake…”

“He’s not a teacher!  Anyway, you’re going with Justin tonight.  Maybe you’ll get lucky and he won’t be able to keep his hands off you.  Maybe that will get Married Man out of your system…”

“Is it bad I’ve thought about it?  After seeing Justin last night, I wasn’t exactly in the right headspace for anything wild, I wanted something slow.  Josh said that’s not what he’s about, so instead I imagined what Justin might be like.  Passionate, attentive, but in a way Josh isn’t.”

“Only one way to find out, sleep with him!” Maddie encouraged.

“We agreed to be friends, I don’t think that’s what he wants anymore, if he ever did.”

“Well, you look incredible if I do say so myself.”

There was a knock at their door.  “That must be Justin.”  Maddie walked over, opening the door.

“Hi, just give her a minute,” Maddie said, looking Justin over as she blocked the doorway.  She closed the door softly.  “He cleans up well, I’ll say that.  He has something for you, too.  You’re sure this isn't a date?”

“Pretty sure, yeah.  Why?”

“You’ll see.  Go on out there.  Have fun, maybe a little too much fun…  It IS a Saturday after all…”

Jenny opened the door, walking down the hall.  She gasped quietly when she saw Justin.  He’s said earlier he would be in a polo shirt, but instead she saw him in a white button down dress shirt with a gray tie, black dress pants and matching dress shoes.  He looked at her, and his breath was caught in his throat.  She smiled as she saw a single pink rose in his hand.

“I’m gonna guess this is for me, unless you buy your mom flowers…”

“I do, actually.  She said I should give one to you.  Be prepared for her to try and play matchmaker, I stressed that we’re just friends…”

“Well, this is very sweet.  You look great, Justin.  Though I’m curious what the bowtie would have looked like.”

“I’d look like a waiter instead of the son of donors…”

“Donors?”

“Boring stuff, but it’s at the art museum a few blocks away, so at least we can look at the art while my parents schmooze.”

“Sounding more like a date, Justin.”

“Do most of your dates happen with parents and boring dinners?” he chuckled.

She laughed lightly, Justin taking her hand and leading her outside.  They approached a limousine, the driver opening the door for them.  Justin helped Jenny in before getting in himself.

“This must be Jenny, Justin’s ‘friend’, honey…  Hi Jenny, I’m Lynn, this is my husband Paul,” his mother hummed.

“Mom, you promised…  I’m 21, I don’t need you setting me up with girls.”

“Yeah, that’s not exactly his weakness,” Jenny smiled, teasing Justin.

“I just try to set you up with a proper girl.  Marie was nice and all, but she was too competitive.  I’ve seen her at matches.”

“It’s sports, it’s supposed to be competitive, Mom…”

“You aren’t that way.  You’re a team player, even though you could be cocky.  Marie tries too hard to make sure she’s the star.  It’s fine if you’re doing doubles and the stronger partner, but playing on a team, she should be more collaborative instead of trying to make sure she gets the ball.  Jenny, do you play sports at all?”

“No.  I just live in the dorms, Justin and I have some classes together.  We met when he was helping me move in.  I had a big box of books and he offered to help carry them.  Too bad I didn’t see the curb and we both fell.”

“That sounds like a cute story of how you met.  Then you realized you had classes together?” his mother asked.

“Yeah. We have two classes together and one just a couple rooms apart.”

She leaned close to Justin.  “Do they know our dorm is coed?”  He chuckled, nodding. She looked back at his parents. “We live in the same dorm, so we see quite a bit of each other throughout the week.”

The limo pulled up to the art museum, Justin helping Jenny out of the limo. There were appetizers passed around on trays and glasses of champagne. Jenny and Justin grabbed a little of both before Justin took her hand and led her away from the party.

He stopped her in front of a painting. It was beautiful; vibrant colors that spoke to her. 

“What do you see?” Justin whispered in her ear, holding her lightly. 

“I see light, hope, and love.  I feel more, but I can’t find the words to describe it…”

“It feels almost otherworldly, doesn’t it?  Like it’s something you’d never experience here on Earth.  I feel calm, yet excitement, and that hope. It’s one of my favorites from this artist, in this collection at the museum.”

“You come here a lot?”

“Kinda.  I was here for the opening of the exhibit.  I know the artist, a friend of mine.  Of course I came to the little informal gala they had; he’s a local artist that didn’t want a big fuss made.  It’s a great painting, he’s recreating a smaller copy for me.  He’s also working on one based on images from space, the brilliant colors in galaxy formations, the beauty in the organization of stars and planets.  I’ve seen a bit of it, he’s not finished yet. He’s doing his MFA at the school, so this is in his rare spare time at this point.”

“Just hearing you describe that painting, I’d love to see it sometime.  He’s really talented, to earn an exhibit here.”

“Do you want to see more of the exhibit?” Justin asked softly in her ear.

“Sure,” she said, his hand gently pushing on the small of her back to guide her around the room. They looked at piece after piece, each more beautiful and thought provoking than the one before it.

“I need to check in with my parents, do you wanna come with or look around some more by yourself?”

“I had a light dinner while getting ready for tonight, so I’m a little hungry,” she said with a giggle.

They headed back to the large room the majority of the guests were in.  She saw Justin’s parents talking with someone.  Her eyes widened in recognition.

“What’s this event for, Justin?”

“Raising money for the arts program at the school, why?”

Oh god, she thought to herself. This can’t be happening…

 

They approached his parents, Jenny hoping the man standing with them would walk away.

“Justin, this is one of the new professors in the music department, have you met him?” his mother asked, Jenny’s heart rate going out of control.

“Yeah, he’s Jenny and my music theory professor.  Hi Professor,” Justin said awkwardly.  Jenny tried her best to hide behind Justin, but JC’s eyes found her regardless.

“Mr. Timberlake, Ms. Thomas, I didn't expect to see either of you tonight, especially you Ms. Thomas…”  His eyes burned into her, seeing her wear the dress he’d picked out for her, but Jenny being on someone else’s arm.  

“I just came as a friend so Justin wouldn’t be bored,” Jenny attempted to make an excuse for her being there.

“Hopefully it leads to something more,” Lynn cooed, Justin rolling his eyes.

“Mom, seriously?”

“I’m sorry, but she looks much too beautiful in this dress to not at least put the suggestion into your head, son.”

“It is a beautiful dress,” JC sighed, knowing his taste in clothes worked for her as well as himself.

Music had been playing all night, JC looking at Jenny.  “You don’t mind if I steal her for a dance, do you Mr. Timberlake?”

“Not at all,” he said.

JC took Jenny onto the dance floor, careful not to hold her too close and give away their intimate relationship.

“When I said I hoped you’d change your mind, I didn't mean to come with someone else, Jenny,” he whispered in her ear.  

“I didn't know this was where I was going tonight.  He invited me so he wouldn’t be bored, I’d hardly call that romantic…  That and out of pity for something earlier.”

“I still want you to come over tonight when this is over.  He’ll drop you off at your door, you’ll wait until he goes up to his room and then head right to my place.  Do you understand, Jenny?”

“Yes, professor,” she said with a smirk.

“Good girl.  This dress is incredible on you.  I can’t wait to take it off of you later.  It’s all I can do to keep my hands to myself right now, so know that you’re in for it when I finally can touch you how I want.”

He walked her back to Justin and his parents. “It was good talking to you, I’ll see you around campus.”

Jenny grabbed a glass of champagne, draining it in one go before grabbing another to sip more slowly. 

“Maybe I showed you the exhibit too early,” Justin whispered. “You ok?”

“Fine. It’s just been a long day.”

“You wanna dance?” he asked, holding out his hand.  She nodded, heading back onto the dance floor. 

He held her close, the way she wished JC could have, the way she imagined Justin would hold a girl in his arms. His eyes shone and sparkled looking into hers. 

“Thank you for coming with me tonight, I’m having a better time than I would have had by myself.”

“I’m having a good time, too.  Even if it was a pity invite to keep you from being bored…”

“Hey,” his voice turned more serious.  “I didn’t want to come alone, sure, but I don’t pity you, Jenny.  I envy you, the strength you have to deal with everything you’re going through. I admire you, Jenny. Please don’t read too much into this…”

He pulled her closer, her eyes widening at feeling his arousal at full attention, pressing against her.  She let out a small gasp at the sensation. “You’re so beautiful tonight, I hope you know that.  I’m trying really hard to not slip into old habits, Jenny.”

“What would you do?” she asked coyly.

“Well, if we weren’t just friends, if I was interested in you, I’d have definitely kissed you back in the art room we were in. I’d invite you to my dorm room and do something about this,” he said, his thickness twitching against her.  “As it is, my options tonight are a cold shower or taking matters into my own hands, no pun intended.”

A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of him touching himself because of her. She felt parts of her clenching in response to his words, the mental picture it made in her head.

“But we’re just friends, you made that clear.  At least we need to be for a while. The last thing I want is to come on too strong again.”

“No, I’m flattered actually.  It’s a shame we’re just friends, that sounds amazing.”

“Even if I was interested, I wouldn’t want to do that with you.  Wait, that came out wrong. I would, but for you, I’d want to prove I’m not the man you think I am.  Marie and I just broke up last week, I wouldn’t want a rebound situation.”

“Well, if you WERE interested, I’d want to be swept off my feet.  Shown that romance isn’t dead. Any man can hit on a woman, but show what things would be like beyond just one night together.”

Justin swallowed hard.  “Noted.  You deserve to be treated right.  I hope you find that.”

Her mind drifted to JC, how he was the opposite of what she’d just said.  Everything with him was here and now, fleeting beyond the moment. There was no future with JC, except the promise of incredible sex.  That wouldn’t be enough in the end, they both knew it.

“Take me back to the art, Justin.  The last painting we saw…”

He held her hand, following her request.  They were soon looking at one of the most beautiful paintings she’d ever seen.  She turned to face him, his arm around her waist.

“Justin…”

“Yes, Jenny?”

“Kiss me.”

“It’s not what you want…”

“Maybe not, but I need to find out.”

He tipped her chin up, their eyes locked in a magical moment.  He lowered his lips onto hers, Jenny wanting to melt into his arms, his kiss, become part of his very soul. She chuckled lightly against his lips as his body reacted to the kiss.

Justin slowly pushed away. “We can’t, Jenny.”

“That was incredible, Justin.  I know you think so too.”

“We can’t.  What you just said, that’s what you deserve. This, where it was headed, that wasn’t it.  I don’t want you to be just another notch on my bedpost.”

“What DO you want, Justin?”

“I… want to go back over to my parents, see if I can go home.”

“You mean WE go home?”

“Me to my dorm room, you to yours.”

Her stomach became a knot, feeling hurt that despite everything that had transpired between them over the last few weeks, the kiss they just shared, that he didn’t want her.  Not enough to do anything about what his body was telling him. He had more control over his urges than she did. She needed JC even more tonight to release the pent up sexual energy from that moment with Justin.

She stepped away, going with Justin to find his parents, keeping her distance from him. She hated that this was how he felt when she had told him to back off.  The only thing she could put her energy into besides studying was sex with JC, which sounded really good at the moment.

They left, Justin walking her into the common room. “I’ll see you around, walk to class on Monday?” he asked. 

She nodded slowly, going down the hall to her room.

“Hey, how did the… night go?” Maddie asked, slowly stopping her enthusiasm.  “What happened?”

“Well, Josh was there, for one. Justin and I kissed…”

“What? And you still look like someone kicked your puppy?!”

“He pushed me away, Maddie.  He says we’re just friends and it was wrong.  I want him and now he’s the one wanting to be friends.”

“You’re gonna see him, aren’t you?” Maddie asked. “Josh…”

“You actually said his name.”

“Yeah. I guess it makes sense; you’re attracted to each other, the sex is great, he’s not even living with his wife. If I had that kind of offer I’d take it too.”

“I can’t stay away, Maddie. Even when my head and my heart say no, he makes other parts still say yes.”

“You’re in college, a little exploration is healthy. Just be careful, ok?”

“Ok.”  Jenny pulled out her phone. 

I’m home, ready to go when you are.

The museum isn’t far, I’ll meet you there if you leave now.

 

She grabbed a jacket and headed towards JC’s apartment. She saw him walk up as she reached the edge of campus.  She crossed the street and followed him up to his apartment.

He closed the door behind them, watching as Jenny took off her jacket.  “You were a bad girl tonight, showing up with him. But damn, you look incredible in that dress…”

“I had no clue where we were going, that you’d be there.  He asked me to go at the last minute, just as a friend.”

“You kiss your friends?” JC wondered.

“You saw?  It doesn’t matter, he doesn’t want me, it was a mistake…”

JC put his hands on her shoulders.  “Oh Jenny, you should have come with me, I’d have made sure you felt so wanted.  I’ll make sure you feel that now.”

He ran his fingers down her arms, one hand tracing down her collarbone and along the lace that held her breasts in place. His thumb brushed her nipple, alerting him to how turned on she was, not wearing a bra and her nipples firm and ready.

He led her to the couch, pulling her on top of him, her legs straddling him. He lowered his head to her chest, sucking on her through the dress, his hands going up her thighs before latching onto her ass.

She arched her back as he sucked on her, his fingers so close to her core.  “Yes, Josh, I need this…”

“Be a good girl and let daddy work his magic.”  He pulled aside the lace on her dress, freeing her breasts, his fingers pushing her panties aside.  

She groaned as he continued sucking her breasts, his fingers circling her hardened nub before pressing into her heat.

“Fuck, yes Josh…”

“Cum for me baby, then I’m gonna lay you down and suck something else you’ll really like.”

“God, please…”

Her body shuddered at his words mixed with his fingers.  He pulled his fingers out of her.  “Taste yourself baby, you’re delicious.”

The way he said it hypnotized her, she couldn’t say no if she tried.  She sucked on his fingers as if they were the hard cock between her legs, licking up the length and swirling around.

He carried her to his bed, pulling the dress off her body, pulling her panties down as he kissed down her stomach. 

She groaned as his tongue found her, desperate for the attention he was giving her. She wished it was Justin, making good on the words he’d whispered in her ear. But no, they were friends, she’d never get beyond that kiss.  She’d shared something so personal with him and felt like she got nothing in return but feeling sexually frustrated.

JC took his time savoring her, drawing out her next peak.  She grabbed the sheets, the feeling too much to take.

“Josh, make me cum, I need it, I can’t handle this, it’s too much…”

He hummed against her, sending her over the edge with a scream.  She watched as he slowly removed his clothes before settling over her.

He kissed her gently, his movements tame compared to what she was used to.  She’d expected him deep inside her and at a sprinting pace by now.  It was nice, but not what she expected or wanted at this point.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Giving you what you want, slow but passionate.”

“I know I said that, but right now I really want you to fuck my brains out.  Maybe we work our way from this to our usual?”

“You’re sure you don’t want soft and slow?  I won’t complain if you want the usual.”

“Yes please.  Fuck me, Josh.  I need it a little rough…”

“Then hold on, mama, you’re in for a wild night…”

…

Justin changed into sweatpants and a beat up tee shirt.  He went into the bathroom down the hall, amped up from the night, his mind running in a million directions.  Justin stared at himself in the mirror.  He groaned as he felt his stiffness too much to ignore.

 

I had to go and say all those things, get myself all revved up.  Then that kiss, god, I just wanted to make all of what I said happen.  She's different, I want to be different for her.  I just worry she'll be like everyone else, when she finds out my secret...

Monday morning came, and Justin knocked on her door.

"Hey, it's a little early," Jenny yawned, still in her pajamas.  "Let me get dressed..."

"You're in college, no one cares that you're in your pajamas.  You've got a shirt and pants on, get shoes on and let's go!" he whispered excitedly.  

She grabbed shoes and put them on, Justin barely giving her time to put them on before he dragged her out of her room.  "Where are we going?" she asked.

"You'll see, just come with me!"

He dragged her through campus before going into the Art building.  He went down a hall, knocking on a door.  He opened the door, leading Jenny in.

"Justin, what..." Then she saw it.  The painting Justin was talking about Saturday night, a beautiful display of colors in a space scape, Jenny almost moved to tears.

"He told me he was working on it, so I wanted you to see it.  Aaron, this is Jenny.  I showed her your exhibit at the museum while I was there with my parents for a fundraiser.  She loved it, so I thought I'd show her more."

"Hi Jenny, I'd shake your hand, but..." Aaron chuckled, his hands covered in various colors of paint.

"It's an honor to meet you.  I can't wait to see it finished."

"That makes three of us," Aaron laughed.  "What Justin doesn't know is it's my main piece for what I'm working on for my MFA.  He gets it at the end, but it's part of a collection, so his piece will be the one to have to complete the collection someday.  Or at least I'd like to think so."

"You're very talented, I think it'll definitely be worth something someday.  How did you guys meet?  Sorry, I'll ask Justin while you paint, we'll be quiet..."

"It's fine, don't be quiet on my account.  We went to high school together, I'm a couple years ahead but we played basketball together.  Even as a freshman I knew he had the chops.  I'd go to games while in college, watched him become the star player he is, and I like that I'll be able to say I knew him way back when..."

"Yeah, that makes two of us, pal.  I just wanted to show her the painting, we'll get going so you can focus."

They left the room, Justin leading her to his breakfast spot for coffee and breakfast.  "I feel like all we do is apologize to each other, but I'm sorry about Saturday.  I just..." Justin started.

"Want to be friends, I know.  I get it."

"I don't think you do, Jenny.  You're different from other girls.  I want to be friends with you, but I also really care what you think about me, so I had to shut things down before one or both of us did something we'd regret."

"I don't know that I'd regret..."

"Jenny, please.  As great as that kiss was, I don't know that I'm ready for more, not yet.  Like I said, you're different.  If all we ever are is friends, I at least want you to respect me, see the real me and not this jock star stereotype."

“You’re worried I won’t if we did what you talked about?”

“Yeah.  That you’d just see me as this player.  If things didn’t go well, I’d hate to lose you as a friend on top of a broken relationship.  Marie thought she could change me, and I admit I’ve changed some, but there are things that we would always bump heads over, no matter how long we stayed together.  I don’t want that to be us, if anything were to happen.  Like I said, I care what you think of me, and I don’t want to ruin that.”

"I'm ok with being friends.  I was just so worried about what you'd said before, and how I'd acted.  Yeah, it feels like all we do is apologize to each other for things."

"I'm glad you trusted me though, to take you to your dad, tell me what you did."

"Thank you for the party after, as messy as that was."

"I meant what I said, about admiring your strength.  My parents divorced when I was super little, I can't imagine going through what you are, the weight you carried on you over the summer.  Where are your mom and brother staying?"

"With my grandparents, my dad's parents.  We stayed there before, after we had to sell the house to try and get out from under some things with all of this.  I guess they pressed charges when we couldn't recoup all the money, there were a couple years in between all that so it's hard to tell."

"I'd like to do something nice for your family, I'm not sure what or how."

"Especially since that would mean I told you, and they don't exactly want it public knowledge..."

"I get that.  Let's finish up here and then we'll go to class?"

"I'm glad I took a shower last night then," Jenny laughed.

Justin tried to ignore his dick twitching in his pants at the thought of her in the shower.  "Good thing.  You can change after Chasez if you want.  Do you wanna grab lunch after class, unless he needs you to stay?  Which, what's up with that?"

"Nothing, he's harmless," she lied.  "I can have lunch.  Maybe we can grab some other people so it's not just us?"

"Is Maddie available?  Maybe she and Jake can join?"

"And make it a double date?" she laughed.

"I mean, she's your friend, he's mine.  We'll see who we can grab, or join some of my frat brothers, people from the team. We'll play it by ear."

They finished their food and went to class.  Thankfully for Jenny the day was uneventful, JC letting it slide that she was with Justin as they walked in as a larger group, not just the two of them.  Lunch was spent with classmates they ran into at the student union before her last class of the day.  JC had things to deal with for his doctorate, papers to grade for his classes, so Jenny was able to be in her dorm room the rest of the day.

There was a knock on her door, one of her classmates inviting her out to the common area.  She joined them, looking around to see if Justin was there.  

"I think he went back into the practice rooms, he's been spending a lot of time there lately."

"Oh, we'd agreed to work on our music theory final together, so I guess he changed his mind."

They all shrugged it off, Jenny feeling a little hurt that he was still being secretive about working on their final by himself.

...

"Ok, you ready to listen to it?" a young man asked.  

"Yeah.  You think it's ready?" Justin asked.

"One way to find out.  Let's give it a listen."  He pushed a button, an electric dance beat coming through the headset.  They listened to the song in its entirety, Justin bobbing his head to the beat, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Sounds good," Justin said.

"Sounds GREAT.  How's it gonna go down?"

"You're DJing the frat party on Saturday, right?  Hopefully I can get her to come and play it for her."

"Does she have any idea you did this?"

"None.  I just hope it works."

...

It was Thursday, and Jenny was at work.  Business was light, so she was glad she had fewer hours, she knew they couldn't keep her at full time anymore.  

She was stocking some books when she heard the tinkling of the bells on the front door as it opened.

"I'm in the back here if you need anything," she called out.

She continued her work, not hearing anyone, so she figured they knew what they were looking for or didn't need help.  

The voice right behind her made her jump and scream.  "Hi," the voice said softly.

"Justin, what are you doing here?  How did you..."

"Know where you work?  I picked you up from here last week..."

"Right.  God, you scared me..."

"Sorry, I guess I should have announced myself.  I looked around for a bit first."

"Why did you come down here? I'll be back on campus soon."

“I wanted to make sure I saw you. There’s a party at the frat house on Saturday, I was hoping you’d be there.”

“Probably, though I’m not sure how long I’ll stay, Maddie normally ditches me to hook up with Jake…”

“You’ll wanna stay, trust me,” he smiled. “So is that a yes?”

“Yeah. Not sure why you’re so eager, but yeah, I’ll go and I’ll stay for a while.”

“You’re making new friends, I just want to make sure you get some time with them. It’s like you disappear sometimes; you’re not at work or the dorm, not at the library or anywhere.”

She knew exactly where she was at those times, over at JC’s. She felt bad that he would try to find her and not be able to, but no one else would understand, someone could rat them out.  She knew she was lucky only Maddie knew the exact specifics and wouldn’t say anything unless it was really necessary.

“Is that the only reason you came down here?  To make sure I go to a party on Saturday?”

“I wanted to check it out anyways after I picked you up that day.  Anything good I should read?”

Jenny chuckled.  “You are asking the wrong girl.  Come by my room tonight and you can borrow from my personal library.  Then we’ll work up to these…”

“We’re taking an English class together.  You really think I can’t handle books in here?”

“You’re right… we’re in the children’s section now, so most of these should be safe for you…” she teased.

He shot her a look.  “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“You really do care what I think of you, don’t you?” she smiled.

“Yeah, I guess I do,” he blushed.

“Cuz I’m your best friend?”

“Yeah, exactly.”

…

There was a light knock on Jenny and Maddie’s door.  Maddie opened the door slowly.

“Justin, Jenny just left…”

“I know.  I actually came to talk to you.”

“About what?”

“Just let me in, and I’ll explain everything.  I need your help…”

…

“Girl, you have to look hot tonight.  Seriously, use this party to find a hot guy and get Josh out of your head.  You deserve better, and we’ll find someone better for you tonight.”

“You say that like you won’t go find Jake right away and start making out with him…”

“I promise I’ll be your wing girl.  Hopefully we find someone early on so I can find Jake.”

“Thanks, glad you’ll just pawn me off on the first guy you see,” Jenny huffed.

“No.  I know the type of guy I wanna set you up with.”  Maddie smiled from ear to ear, knowing the plan for the night.  “With any luck, you’ll be so caught up in this new guy you won’t even think about Josh beyond your professor.”

“I feel ridiculous, I don’t wear crop tops, Maddie.  This isn’t me.”

“Ok, what do you want to wear then?  I’m trying to set you up with a guy, you gotta look hot.  A little skin makes him wanna touch, makes them think of sex.”

“I’m wearing a black leather mini skirt, how much more skin do I need to show?” Jenny laughed.  “How about a tight little t-shirt, show off the girls but have a jean jacket on so it’s not quite so in your face.”

“Except any guy is gonna want those in his face, let me tell ya,” Maddie giggled.  

“I don’t want to get laid, I already have someone for that, Maddie.  He can’t give me a real relationship, that’s something I want.  As great as the sex is, I know it’ll never be more than that.  I’m not ready to settle down yet, but this isn't who I am.  I was in love with David, or at least I thought I was.  With Josh, things are complicated.  I want more from him and he can’t give that to me.  I want that balance, someone I love and great sex because of it.”

“I’m not saying you have to go back to his place tonight, unless you want to.  Do what you want, but try and find someone you could have that with and work your way up to it.  Go with your look, be more yourself.  If they’re the real deal they’ll like you no matter what you’re wearing.”

Jenny finished getting ready, putting on a light lip gloss before heading out the door.  They walked to the frat house, getting drinks once they walked in.  Jenny found some friends from classes, people she recognized, and started talking.  One guy from her English class struck her fancy, but Maddie shook her head in disapproval.  Any guy Jenny thought was cute, Maddie shot down.

“Some wing woman if you’re not helping me find a guy, just telling me no.”

“Cuz I know who I want for you, just gotta set things up right.”  Maddie looked around, seeing Justin.  She waved him over.

“Maddie, what are you doing?’

“Dance with Justin a bit, it’ll make the other guys totally jealous.”

“We’re just friends…”

“Trust me, it’ll work.  Just dance with him.  Let him put his hands on you.  Nothing gross, but enough to get guys to turn their heads.  You know any girl good enough for Justin Timberlake is someone to be going after.  Use him as bait.”

“I dunno.” 

“Look,” Maddie said.  “I’ll explain it to him and it’ll be fine.  Ok?  He won’t get the wrong idea.”

Justin made his way over, Maddie looking up at Justin.  “Justin, I’m trying to get my girl a guy.  Can you do me a favor and dance with her, make the other guys want to dance with her too?”

“We’re just friends, Maddie…”

“I know, but you want her to find somebody, right?”

Justin sighed.  “You know she won’t let up,” he said, looking at Jenny.  “Dance with me?”

“You’re right, she’ll push until we agree to do this, so might as well.  You better hope this works…” Jenny said, looking at Maddie as they walked off.

“Oh, I think it will,” Maddie sighed to herself.

Justin had her facing him, a little room between them as they danced to the music.

“I don’t know that that’s what Maddie had in mind,” Justin said.

“Well, that’s what she’s getting.  Unless you have a better idea.”

He turned her around, pulling her into his arms, nothing too tight, but his hands on her hips, her back pressed against his chest.  “Just follow the music, stay with my rhythm, it’ll drive the guys crazy,” he said, ignoring his body’s response to having her so close to him.

He looked at the DJ, giving a nod.  The song changed, an electronic dance beat blasting through the speakers.

“This is new, I’ve never heard this before,” Jenny said.

“It’s brand new, no one else even has a copy.  My friend’s the DJ, so I know…”

 

The verse started.  If I wrote you a symphony just to say how much you mean to me, what would you do?  If I told you you were beautiful, would you date me on the regular?  Tell me would you?

 

Justin began singing along in her ear, Jenny’s eyes widening.  “Is this YOU?”  She turned around to look at Justin.

“Yeah.  I’ve been working on it for the last couple weeks…”

“So you haven’t been working on the music theory final without me?”

“I mean I have, but not like you think.  I want it to be perfect before I present it to you.  This, well, I knew you deserved a big gesture.  I wrote this song for you, to let you know how I’m feeling.”

“So all this time you’ve been playing hard to get?  You knew I liked you and you pushed me away so you could use a song to tell me how you feel, in front of everyone?”

Her tone was getting louder and more annoyed.  Justin nodded slowly, afraid of what she’d do next.

She jumped into his arms and kissed him deeply.  “I loved it.  So what does this mean?”

“Hopefully it means you’ll be my girlfriend…”

She paused for only a second, knowing JC wouldn’t approve, but also knowing how she felt about Justin, not caring what JC would think.  She knew it was time to follow her heart.

 

“Yeah, I think I can work with that,” she smiled, kissing him again.

“Does this mean what I think it means?” Maddie said, practically jumping as she approached Jenny.

“You were in on this?” Jenny gasped. 

“Yup. As of yesterday after you went to work. I gotta say, it took some doing, but he sold me on the idea. I knew you’d liked him, so once I knew how he felt, his plan for all this, of course I told him I’d help out.”

“You didn’t throw this party just for this, did you?” Jenny asked, looking at Justin.

“I may be the star on the basketball team, but I’m not God, I don’t have that much pull,” he laughed.  “No, but I knew it was happening and thought it was a perfect opportunity.”

“Ok, I can go find Jake now, right?” Maddie asked. 

“Yeah, go,” Jenny replied, waving her off. The song was still playing, Justin pulling her back into his arms. 

“So, what now?” Justin asked. “I feel stupid.”

“Not stupid. It’s new. I know what I wanna do though.”

“What?” he chuckled. 

“Pick up where we left off last week.”  She pulled his lips to hers, her tongue pressing against his lips. He opened, somewhat hesitantly, Jenny pulling back. 

“What’s wrong? Pretty sure we both want this, we’re together now.”

“I know, and I do, but I wanna take things slow. I don’t wanna be the guy you think I am, or at least who you thought I was a few weeks ago. I wanna be different for you, Jenny.”

“I know you’re not that guy anymore.  You’re a good kisser, I’d like to keep that at least…”

“I can work with that,” he smiled before kissing her again.  

…

They spent the entire weekend together as much as possible, Jenny ignoring JC’s texts and calls. She felt like she was finally in a good place, and JC wasn’t going to mess with that. She knew Justin was different, they had decided to wait a bit before having sex.  It had barely been 24 hours when he dropped her off at her dorm room for the night Sunday night. 

“I’ll miss you,” Justin said between kisses.

“I’ll miss you more,” Jenny replied. 

“Can I say how cute it is that you two finally got your shit together?” Maddie laughed, opening the door.  “Curfew is midnight but that’s when they lock the doors. Once you’re inside, no one will give a fuck what you do. Though, I’m sure your roommate is used to it by now.”

“I don’t have a roommate,” Justin said sheepishly. “My parents paid for a single…”

“So what the fuck are you doing dropping her off here when you can go up to your room and kiss some more?” Maddie laughed. 

“She makes a good point,” Jenny said, biting her bottom lip.

“Only if you want to,” Justin replied. 

“Trust me, she wants to.  Pretty sure you do too or you’d have made up an excuse by now,” Maddie pointed out.

“Shall we?” Jenny asked, taking his hand. He nodded slowly, walking her up to his room. 

“I don’t know why I’m nervous,” Justin said as he unlocked the door. “Maybe because it’s you, and I don’t want to fuck things up so early on.”

“I don’t think that’s even a possibility, so don’t worry about it,” she smiled. 

She looked around, seeing the one bed in the corner. He had awards on a shelf, pictures on the wall over his desk, some music posters on one wall and a guitar and digital keyboard next to his desk. It was surprisingly neat for a 21 year old guy that lived by himself. The bed was made, but the blankets a little messy.  Jenny thought to herself how it would look when they were done.

“So…” Justin sighed. 

“Make out on your bed?” Jenny suggested. 

“Yeah, I’m ok with that,” he smiled. 

They sat along the long edge of the bed, Justin cupping his cheek with her hand. “You look so beautiful, the way the light from the streetlight outside hits just right…”

“Justin, are you saying you want more than kissing? I’m not gonna lie, I want to know what it’s like waking up next to you.”

His eyes widened, his hands were starting to sweat.  “Jenny, I mean…”

“Relax, I know we aren’t rushing things.  I just mean I want to stay over, fall asleep in your arms. Don’t tell me that’s not ok with you.”

“Just sleep, I want to be that different guy for you.  That does sound nice, having you in my arms when I wake up. Just wake me up before you get up so I know this wasn’t just a dream.”

“This feels like a dream, but it is very real,” she said before crashing her lips into his.  Their tongues danced back and forth.  Justin struggled with keeping his hands to himself, his brain and body wanting to go on autopilot.

Jenny groaned as she leaned back, having them lie down on the bed.  Her hand ran down his arm, Justin pulling back as her hand grazed over the fly of his jeans.

“Can you not do that?” Justin asked, his voice shaky.

“I’m sorry, I just kinda went for it.  Are you not enjoying it?”

“No, I am, trust me I am… but I’m trying really hard to not jump into things.  Listen carefully, please.”

“Ok,” Jenny said with trepidation in her voice. 

“You can press your hand there, over clothes, just to see what effect you have on me. Know that I’m fighting every instinct I have right now, but know what you do to me.”

She pressed her hand against him, feeling his hardness twitch, getting a rough idea of his size. 

“No matter what happens, know that seeing you, kissing you, just thinking about you makes this happen. You may think I don’t want you, but trust me, I do.  Now, I’d like to kiss you until we’re ready to sleep, then I’ll hold you in my arms.”

“That sounds wonderful…”

…

Jenny woke up the next morning to Justin’s alarm clock going off.  Her eyes opened enough to see what time it was.  “5:00?  Why the hell do you get up at 5:00, Justin?”

“The gym opens early for athletes.  I don’t always go, this morning being one of them.  Once the season starts and I have to be at training and practices, yeah, but right now it’s optional.  I’d much rather stay here with you.”

“You certainly know how to charm a woman, don’t you?” she giggled.

“Let’s not pull at that thread,” Justin sighed.  ‘Did you sleep ok?”

“Great, actually.  Usually when I don’t sleep in my bed I toss and turn all night, but with you, I settled right in and that was it.”

Justin’s hand was around her waist, Justin pulling her close to him so he could kiss her neck.  She giggled at feeling her ass pressed against his morning wood.

“Is that because of me, or because it’s morning?” she asked with a laugh.

“Definitely because of you.  Ok, maybe a little the other, but mostly you.  I gotta say, I like waking up to you.”

“I’m afraid to ask, but how many times did you and Marie do this?  Wake up in each other’s arms?”

“Not that many given how many times we broke up and got back together.  This, though, I see becoming a regular thing if you want.”

“You sure you can do this for a while without wanting sex?” she wondered, turning to look at him.

“I’m sure it’ll be difficult sometimes, but I’d like to try.  Not asking for every night, maybe on weekends or something.  Right now I really want to kiss you…”

“That I believe,” she smiled, pressing her lips to his.  Things felt so right in that moment, like this was where she was meant to be.  “Do we have to go to class?” she giggled.

“I do if I want to keep my grades up.  Not like we’re doing more that we’d want to stay in and be at it all day.”

“Not gonna lie, that sounds amazing…” she purred, feeling his arousal twitch at her words and tone.  “Pretty sure you like that idea, too.”

“One day.  Just, not right now.”

“Sorry, I’m sure you want to kinda reset, I know I probably should.  My ex and I were hot and heavy, even after we broke up.  I honestly don’t remember how to go slow at this point.  I was in a pretty serious sexual relationship, but that’s over.”  She meant it, she couldn’t imagine seeing JC beyond class anymore.  She admitted to herself that as much as she wanted to have sex with Justin, that if he wanted to wait, show her he wasn’t the guy she’d heard he was, then that was fine by her.  If this was it for both of them, she could wait.  

They kissed for a while, hands remaining in innocent places, Jenny following Justin’s lead.  They talked about boundaries, so Jenny knew what was off limits based on Justin’s desire to keep things slow.  It was going to be difficult, but she didn't want to screw things up either.

They watched the sun rise as they laid in bed, Jenny resting her head on Justin’s chest.  It felt perfect; romantic, no expectations on her, she wished she really could spend all day with him like that.  They soon went their separate ways so Jenny could get ready for the day.  It was still late summer, the weather not feeling like fall yet, so she opted for shorts and her Queen shirt, remembering how she saw Justin at the first party they were at together.  As much as it had pained her to see Justin kissing Marie, she smiled knowing that was now her reality, Justin Timberlake’s girlfriend.

They walked hand in hand to class, sitting next to each other.  Both were focused on the lecture, Jenny wanting to make sure Justin kept his grades up, that she wouldn’t be the reason he started slipping.

Between classes Jenny went into the bathroom, Justin waiting outside.  She was washing her hands when she heard a voice.  

“Good luck,” the voice said.

“Excuse me?”

Marie emerged from a stall.  “You’re Justin’s new girlfriend, so I’m wishing you luck.  More like warning you, really.”

“About what?  Things are great.”

“That’s how it always is at the beginning.  Just wait.”

“What happened between the two of you?”

“Well, all I know is things went from hot and heavy before school started, to next to nothing.  I expect you’re the reason why.”

“When you say nothing…”

“In all the times Justin and I were together, we never had sex.  Got pretty damn close, but when it came to it, he couldn’t do it.  So I’m letting you know it might be the same with you, or maybe you’ll be able to get from him what I never could.”

“Thanks, I think.”  She dried her hands and left the bathroom, joining Justin as they walked to their next class.  She shook off the warning from Marie as a jealous ex wanting her boyfriend back now that he was with someone else.  She soon found out Marie wasn’t the only jealous one.  All through JC’s class he practically stared at her, seeing Justin sitting next to her, closer than he would like, Justin touching her arm or resting his hand on her back.  She knew if looks could kill, Justin would be splattered into a million pieces, and then turned into ash.  

As they left the classroom hand in hand, JC watched her with contempt.  They went for lunch, Jenny’s phone vibrating.

 

We need to talk.

She supposed they did, so she agreed to meet him at the coffee place before going up to his apartment.  She knew this could lead to an argument, and wanted to keep things as quiet as possible to keep JC out of trouble.  

She found a table by the door, watching for JC around their usual time.  He didn't even enter the coffee shop, just made eye contact with Jenny before walking past to the apartment entrance.  She followed him up to his apartment, sitting on the couch opposite him.  She tried to make as much space between them as she could.

“Are you trying to upset me, Genevieve?  You ignore my calls and texts the whole weekend, then you flaunt that boy in front of me like you’re together?”

“We are together, Josh.  This thing with us is over.”

JC snickered.  “Is that so?  Have you slept with him yet?”

“No, it’s not that kind…”

“Good, I don’t want him touching what’s mine.”

“What’s YOURS?” Jenny asked, indignant.

“We’re not over until I say it’s over, Jenny.  You think I wouldn’t remember you wearing this shirt the first night we met, the night I brought you back here and fucked you 7 times in 12 hours?  First that party, now this.”  He clicked his tongue.  “You want to rile me up so you get the hottest sex you’ve ever had.  It’s a rough game, but I’m willing to play my part.  He could never give you what I do.”

“And he gives me things you can’t.”

“Like what?  Let me guess, he understands you, things feel right, perfect.  They always do at the beginning, then it all turns to shit by the end.  I’m offering you great sex with no emotional hangups.  You know how I feel about you, how badly I want you every time I fucking see you, think about you.  I grade your papers and tests and I get hard just imagining you as you were sitting in my class taking the test.  I may just shoot my load when you do your final performance for the class.  You can’t resist me, Jenny.  Despite your best efforts, you won’t be able to stay away.  So go ahead and have fun with your boyfriend, but when he’s ready to fuck you like I do, then we’ll be done.  I don’t see that happening, so I look forward to our arrangement for a long time.”

“I… I want… No…” Jenny stumbled over her words, her legs clenching together as desire began to pool between her legs.  He’d moved closer to her on the couch as he spoke, his lips a hair’s breadth away from hers.

“This doesn’t have to be complicated, Jenny. He’s your emotional connection, I’m the one you have all the fun with.  Let’s have fun, Jenny.”

He pressed his lips to hers.  Any resistance and resolve she’d had earlier in the day was gone, she melted into his kiss.  His tongue was fierce within her mouth, his hands practically ripping her clothes from her body. He freed himself of his clothes, pressing his body against hers.

“I want this every time I see you. This is what you do to me, Jenny.”

The words rang in her head, knowing what Justin had told her.  She liked knowing he had that reaction to her, but also his restraint.  With JC, she knew the power she held over him, knowing he had the same power over her. He was right, she couldn’t resist him. It was too far into the school year to drop the class, no other teacher was offering it, so she’d have to wait until another semester.  She didn’t want another professor, she wanted him, and everything he had to offer.

“I’d say let me make you feel good, but you’re so wet for me already…” JC growled, nibbling on her earlobe, his fingers tugging at her nipples. 

“I need you, Josh. Fuck me, fuck me hard.  Like no one else can.”

“No one, ever,” he replied, looking in her eyes.  He grabbed her thighs, pulling her up with him to his bed. “I’m gonna fuck you, then you’ll be on top, shower, a little bit of everything until you are too exhausted to continue.  Then I’ll send you home like a good little girl to rest.  Then tomorrow you’ll come over after work and we’ll do it all over again.”

“Oh god,” she moaned, her arousal dripping at the thought of what he said, the intensity she knew he had.

He wrapped her legs around him, entering her with one motion.  “I missed you, how you feel around me. You’re gonna pay for that.”  His pace was relentless, her screams of pleasure bouncing off the walls, filling the room.  Just when she was ready to release, JC pulled out of her before she could peak.

“What?” she gasped. 

“I told you you’d pay for toying with me.  Now on your hands and knees.”

She did as she was told, screaming as he entered her again, feeling so full and intense.  He pulled her hair back in one hand. “You can’t deny me of this, deny yourself of what you want.  Now be a good girl and cum hard for me.”

She came undone at his words, like she had no other option but to have what she was sure was the most intense orgasm she’d ever had in her entire life.

JC playfully smacked her ass.  “Maybe you should toy with me more often.  I don’t think your little boyfriend could ever make you do that.  He’ll give you what you want, I’ll give you what you need…”

She fell flat against the bed as he pulled out, not sure she could handle more of that for the night. Her phone buzzed.  JC picked it up. 

“Awww, looks like your boyfriend wants to get dinner tonight…”

“What do I do?”

“You may go, after we get you cleaned up in the shower.  You know what that means. Tell him you’ll meet him at 8.  That gives us an hour and a half to have some fun and then clean you up.  Can’t have him know his beautiful girlfriend is banging the professor…”

“I can’t keep doing this, JC.  I can’t ruin things with Justin…”

“Don’t tell me he’s The One.  He’s the one that will disappoint you, only I can satisfy that craving, that itch.”

…

She walked into the common room, seeing Justin on the couch with some friends. He smiled, jumping up to wrap his arms around her and kiss his girlfriend. 

“I love being able to do that,” he smiled. “You wanna drop off your books and we can go to dinner?”

“Yeah.  I’ll meet you back here in 5.”  

She walked into her dorm room, Maddie immediately looking at her. “Did you shower? That doesn’t smell like your body wash… Oh my god, did you shower with Justin?!” Maddie asked excitedly.

“No…” Jenny sighed. 

“Jenny, don’t tell me… JOSH?!” she wondered, her time changed to one of disappointment.

“Shhh, yes, ok?”

“No, NOT OK Jenny! You have a boyfriend now, you can’t do this…”

“I can’t stop. I’m not sleeping with Justin, and it’s like he hypnotizes me every time I’m around him.”

“Jenny, you gotta break free from this before Justin finds out and it ruins everything. Josh is every bit the asshole you thought Justin was, the player heartbreaker. Justin wants to be done with that, for you. If he knew you wanted that in the beginning, you’d be fucking each other’s brains out right now…”

“He won’t even let me touch him, not down there.  He let me once, over his pants, but any other time I tried he shifted away.”

“Maybe he’s gay,” Maddie laughed.  “Wait, no, forget I said it.  There’s nothing wrong with being gay, but…”

“Would he have that rep if he were?”

“I mean, plenty of celebrities back in the day were in the closet, so they lived up this playboy lifestyle to cover it.  So I mean, maybe…  But why go through all this trouble for you if he was, ya know?”

“We’re having dinner, so I gotta go.”

“Jenny, seriously end things with Josh, please.  I don’t want you getting hurt, and we both don’t want Justin hurt…”

Jenny nodded, knowing she didn't want to hurt him, but also knew she couldn’t escape the hold JC had over her.  She grabbed a black jacket and headed back down to the common room.  Justin was standing against the wall waiting for her, his face lighting up at the sight of her.  

They left the dorm, Justin taking her hand in his as they walked through campus before heading into downtown.  They walked a couple blocks down before Justin stopped at a funky little restaurant.  

“I’m glad this is casual, I wasn't dressed for anything fancy,” Jenny said.

“Friday night, I definitely wanna take you somewhere nice after you get back from work.  I was thinking maybe Italian, then you could stay the night at my place?”

“Sounds wonderful,” she said.

They walked in and were seated at a table by the window.  “This is gonna sound weird, but I wanna do a dinner of appetizers, so we have a little bit of everything.  If that’s too weird just let me know, it’s just an idea.”

“No, I think it’s a great first date thing.  Then we can rotate through the appetizers when we come back for regular dinners.”

“I like you talking about coming here somewhat regularly, having dinner dates.”

“I’d be a terrible girlfriend if I didn't want to spend time with my boyfriend.  We have to eat…” she giggled.

“I love your laugh,” he smiled.  “It’s just so natural, not forced.  One of the many things I like about you.”

“Yeah?” she smiled, slightly blushing.

“Yeah.”  

They ordered their array of appetizers and people watched as they waited for their food.  People rushing home from late nights at work, waiting at the bus stop or the light rail station.  Other couples on dates, couples just walking hand in hand.  

“It’s rare to have a place with sweet potato fries, and then this sauce they make to go with it…  I love them with ketchup, my mom got me into that, but this sauce, I wanna buy a bottle,” Jenny laughed.

“Midterms are coming up next month, you ready?  I gotta say, Handmaid’s Tale is kicking my ass.  Could you imagine if that actually happened?  Women just carted off to have babies for other people?  Like seriously, what the fuck?” Justin wondered.

“She was married, too, so not like that stopped them from taking her.  It’s just all kinds of fucked up to think about, and that it’s set here in America.  That something like that could actually happen here, and it’s kinda terrifying.”

“It’s an interesting social commentary, but yeah, I can’t imagine how fucked up we’d have to get to reach that point.”

They talked about their upcoming midterms, changing to more personal things like where they grew up and their first memories of music.  They smiled, laughed, and had a successful first date.

They were walking back towards campus when she saw something, or rather someone.

“Professor Chasez,” Justin said.  “Nice night for a jog…”

JC was wearing shorts that hit mid thigh and a tight tee.  Patches of sweat made his shirt cling to his chest.

“Yeah, I prefer the pavement to my building’s treadmill,” JC replied, trying to make polite conversation. What he really wanted to say was “I’m fucking your girlfriend so hard she almost can’t walk after.”

“Bye, Professor,” Jenny managed to squeak out as they went their separate ways.

“He lives around here?” Justin asked. 

“Guess so,” Jenny shrugged, pretending not to have been there earlier in the day and had 3 rounds with their professor.  She felt a familiar stirring between her legs, clenching her legs a little.

They walked back to the dorm, Justin walking her to her room. She didn’t want to go in, kissing Justin against her door. She nearly fell backwards when Maddie opened the door. 

“I can hear you, thank god I was sitting and not asleep.  If you wanna stay at his place I’m not gonna judge…” Maddie smirked. 

“Is that ok with you?” Jenny asked, not sure of his answer.

Justin chuckled. “Hmmm… Do I want my girlfriend to stay the night and wake up with her in my arms?  Let me think…” he teased, booping her nose with a quick peck of his lips.  “I’m ok if you are.”

 

“Let’s go,” she smiled, Maddie closing the door with a grin on her face.

“Do I look ok?” Jenny asked, looking herself over in the mirror.

“More than ok, you’re gorgeous. With any luck, Justin won’t be able to keep his hands off you.”

“That would be a first. Seriously, we kiss, and it’s great, but it never goes farther than that.”

“Seriously? He’s pulling a full 180 from his rep…”

“Don’t I know it. It leaves me with this pent up frustration…”

“That leads you back to Josh, I get it.  Doesn’t make it right, but I get it.  He gives you sex, but is there more to it than that?”

“Sometimes. Lately he’s been more… passionate.  Making sure I know I’m his and that no one, not even Justin, can give me what he can.  Sometimes we’ll talk about school and things between rounds, having dinner.”

“Wait, rounds? I mean, I knew that first night, but… still? A month in and it’s still that hot and heavy?”

She nodded, ashamed it had already gone on that long between her and JC.

“How old is he?” Maddie asked.

“26.”

“Damn, Jenny. You have two hotties vying for your affections. One more emotionally, the other physically. No offense, but I never thought I’d be jealous of you.”

“Thanks,” Jenny said dryly. “I hate this position. I have incredible sex with a man who wants no future with me, and no sex from the guy that could be the one…”

“You really think Justin could be it? You’ve only been with David as far as relationships outside of high school, not including Josh.”

“We have so much in common with our majors, things we enjoy.  It’s nice to have conversations with him and not wonder when he’s gonna start something physically…”

“Yet you also can’t wait for him to start something.  Have you tried making the first move?”

“Yeah, and he asked me what I was doing, like he didn’t like it.  Marie said something to me the other day…”

“She’s just jealous that you’re his new girlfriend.”

“She dumped HIM, Maddie!  She told me they never had sex…”

“I mean, I’ve heard of guys having that problem, but you don’t think…”

“What?”

“Is he impotent?”

“No, that much I felt for myself…”

“Well, maybe he can get it up but can’t finish, you know?”

“I don’t wanna talk with you about this.”

“Clearly you did when you brought it up. He’s either gay or can’t finish.  At some point you guys need to talk.”

“I’ll give it a month. If we haven’t made any headway in that area, we’ll need to talk.”

“Anyway, you look incredible. He won’t know what to say.”

She was in a maroon sweater dress that clung to her in all the right spots. She paired it with a black jacket and black ankle boots, feeling cute and very fall festive.  Her hair was in loose curls and she had silver hoop earrings.

“I just want to look nice, not super sexy.”

“If he can get it up, he’s finding you sexy for sure, Jenny.  Give things time, it’s only been a week.  You’ll get there.  If he’s really The One, none of this will matter in the end.”

“I suppose.”

There was a knock at the door. “That would be Justin,” Jenny said. “You’re sure I’m ok?”

“You look great.  I’m happy for you, Jenny.”

Jenny walked to the door, opening it slowly. She felt like she’d jumped back two weeks, Justin was fairly dressy in a light gray polo, black pants and black dress shoes. She suddenly felt underdressed.

“Wow, Jenny, you look beautiful,” Justin said.  He smiled as he looked at her.  He handed her a bouquet of a dozen pink roses, Jenny sensing he was nervous.  

“I’ll take these,” Maddie said, taking the flowers from Jenny.  “You two have a great night.”

“You ok?” Jenny asked.  “You seem a little nervous.”

“I don’t exactly take girls out on dates, it’s been a while.  Usually it’s just grabbing dinner or something more casual before moving on for the evening…”

“Oh, I see,” Jenny sighed.  It was hard to know he’d been with so many other girls, but was hesitant about doing anything with her.  She knew he wanted things to be different with her, but it felt too slow in her mind.  Maybe she’d been with JC too much, copious amounts of sex right off the bat.  She knew she and David had waited a while, both being nervous for their first times, but they had still done plenty leading up to that.  She was happy to be his girlfriend, knowing that she meant that much to him to not be the player, but she’d wished he didn't try so hard going the other way.

They walked to his car, Justin opening her door for her before getting in the driver’s seat.  He got on the freeway, driving not too far, but enough that they couldn’t have walked.  

“I know there’s some places closer to the school that are nice, but I also didn't want us walking.  I’d rather not run into anyone we know this time, especially someone like Professor Chasez…”

“That makes two of us,” she said, blushing slightly at the mention of JC.  

He pulled up to a restaurant that was almost fully covered in ivy out the outside, and looked a little intimidating inside.  It had nice leather chairs and the table setup looked exquisite, small candles and a small vase of flowers in the middle.

“Mr. Timberlake, nice to see you again,” the waitress smiled.

“Well, now this is awkward…” Justin tried to laugh.

“How does she know you?” Jenny asked.

“My family owns the restaurant.  I should have taken you somewhere else, but it’s a great place, great food, so I thought why not…”

“Wait, is this a date?” the waitress asked.  “Are you Jenny?” she asked excitedly.

“Wow, I’m already famous, am I?” Jenny laughed.  

“Lynn has been nonstop since you two went to that fundraiser thing together, she was so happy when Justin told her that things were official.”

“That close to your mom, huh?  That was only two weeks ago, Justin.”

“I think it’s cute,” the waitress interjected.  “Sorry, maybe I shouldn't have said anything…”

“It’s fine.  It would’ve come out eventually anyway.  I guess better on the first time here then stringing her along for a while.”

“Am I the first girl he’s brought here?” Jenny wondered, admittedly pushing her luck a little.

“Not since I started working here, at least not like this, he was just starting college at that point.  He’d just gone through that nasty breakup…”

“That’s enough of that,” Justin interrupted.  “I told you, I don’t do dinner dates, not like this.”

“Just means you're special, for him to bring you here.  Haven’t seen your folks yet tonight,” the waitress continued.

“Dad will probably be in later, Mom sooner if someone tips her off that we’re here…”

“I’ll tell the staff to keep things quiet, let you have a night in peace.”

“Thank you.  We’ll start with the bruschetta and stuffed mushrooms and the white wine.  Come back in a bit once she’s looked over the menu for entrees?”

“Yes, Justin,” the waitress smiled.

“You didn’t need to bring me here if it was going to bring up things,” Jenny said.

“It’s a nice place, and maybe knowing that it’s my family running it, you’ll want to come more often.”

“For certain occasions, sure.  I still think our date earlier this week is something more regular.”

“Actually, I think of certain occasions I want to take you places where they won’t tell embarrassing stories about me, where I’ll actually have to pay for dinner…”

“Is that why we’re here, so you don’t have to pay?” Jenny laughed.

“As long as you think it's funny, sure,” he smiled.  “Mainly because it's good food, and would be a great date place otherwise.”

“Yeah, I was impressed as we walked in, a little intimidated.  Now, not so much.  Kinda like you.  I was all flustered when we first met, then I heard about your reputation, but now that I know you, I like you.  My first instinct was right.”

“And just what was that?  We should order soon though, so look at the menu after you tell me.”

“I knew you had the most stunning blue eyes I’d ever seen, I liked you right off the bat, then was trying to hide it to save myself from being hurt.”

“I’m just glad you gave me a chance,” Justin smiled.  “So, look things over, whatever you want…”

“Since you don’t have to pay?” she smiled.

“It also gives me your tastes for when I do take you to nicer places I don’t have connections to.”

She looked over the menu.  “Tough choices here, Timberlake.  It's a toss up between the prosciutto stuffed chicken and the chicken carbonara.”

“Since it’s me, I’ll ask for the chicken to have carbonara as a side along with the veggies.  That ok?”

“Sounds delicious,” she giggled.

Their waitress returned a few moments later, Justin ordering for them.  “I’ll have my usual, thanks Annie.”

“So, they own this place, huh?  Are they pretty hands on?”

“Well, there’s the general manager that runs everything, but they come in every other weekend or so to see people.  Business is great, people love to eat, so that’s helpful.”

“Does your dad have a regular job, too?”

“Yeah, he’s definitely a money guy, something in the financial market.  It’s like Chandler Bing, he tried explaining it to me and it just went right over my head.  The restaurant is a side thing, a dream he’s always had.  He can’t cook, not well enough to be a chef anyway, but his family had always dreamed of running their own place, so once he had the money and a well rounded idea, he went for it.”

The dinner went well, the food was excellent and the conversation was just as wonderful.  She felt like she was really getting to know him, not the version everyone else saw.  He was opening up to her, and hopefully that would translate in other areas too.

He drove back to the dorms, the pair going up to his dorm room.

“I don’t want to be assuming, but… bed?” Jenny asked.

“It’s more comfortable than my desk chair, sure,” Justin said nervously.  

They took their shoes off before getting onto the bed, Justin kissing her slowly, carefully.  She let him take the lead, letting her know how much was enough.  She was surprised when his tongue pressed past her lips, a soft moan escaping her throat.

Justin’s fingers were in her hair, going down her arm when his hand brushed her breast.  Justin quickly pulled back.  “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“What I just did.”

“Justin, it’s fine.  I know it’s only been a week, but it’s like you’re afraid to touch me.  Based on what you’ve done with other girls, I feel like you’re doing the exact opposite.”

“Kinda, yeah.  I want to take things slow, be the guy you deserve, not the player trying to get into your pants.”

“Maybe I want you in my pants…”

“Jenny, I… no.  I can’t.  Not yet.”

“I’m just letting you know I’m ok with whatever you decide, but  it also feels like you don’t want me that way.”

“You know I do.”

“I wasn’t expecting sex by now, but more than just kissing one week in, seeing each other basically every day.  I swore to myself I wasn’t going to say anything, but once you apologized for just accidentally brushing my body, I felt I needed to say something.”

“I’m sorry.  I’m just trying really hard to not be the guy you think I am, and I guess I’m going too extreme in doing so.”

“I like kissing, but don’t feel you have to apologize to me.  If I’m not ok with something, I’ll tell you, like you’ve told me.”

“Before we continue, you don’t see your ex anymore, do you?”

“No, why?”

“No reason, just curious.”

He pressed his lips to hers again, Jenny melting into his arms.  He kissed her cheek, her neck, along her collarbone, before moving back up.

“I’m not ready for more just yet, but maybe this will be ok…”  He looked at her, stroking her hair.  “You’re so beautiful, Jenny.  You aren’t like other girls I’ve liked.”  He lowered his hands to her arms, his thumbs brushing against her skin.

He kissed her again, his hand finding her breast, this time with purpose, cupping it softly before running his thumb across to find her nipple.

“Justin…” she gasped lightly.  

“Jenny, you’re not wearing a bra…”

“It bodes well that you can tell that,” she smiled as she kissed his neck.

“I wish you were wearing a shirt and not a dress, so I could feel your skin. With the dress, it’s just too much…”

“Tell you what,” she said, pulling back.  “I can change into something of yours if that helps you.”

“That’s even sexier, knowing you’re in my clothes, that I’ll be waking up next to you.”

Justin got up, rummaging through drawers before pulling out a tee shirt and a pair of shorts. He tossed them to Jenny, who changed while Justin closed his eyes.

“Sorry, I just have an idea of how I want our first time to go,” Justin said.

“You think about that?” Jenny asked. 

“Yeah. I want it to be perfect.”

“I just needed to know you wanted me that way.”

“I definitely do. I also know you’re different. It’s only been a week but I think this could be something special. I don’t want to rush things, but I also want you to know I’m definitely very attracted to you. Remember the effect you have on me…”

She smiled, remembering how he felt under her hand.  She sat back down on the bed, pressing her lips to his. “You can feel the effect you have on me.”

He kissed her, his fingers playing with the hem of the shirt. He grazed her stomach, feeling her skin burst out in goosebumps. 

“Don’t stop, Justin.  Touch me.”

“God, you’re testing my limits here, baby…”

His hand found its way up the shirt, cupping her breast, groaning with want for her.  He ran his thumb along her hardened nipple.  “God, you’re so turned on right now, aren’t you?”

“Put your hand down my pants and you tell me…”

“Are you always such a dirty girl?” he chuckled. 

“You’ll find out.”

“The things I want to do to you, Jenny…”

“Tell me, Justin. Tell me what you’d do to me.”

“This isn’t what I want our first time to be like, this is after that.”

“Could be a bit of both,” she countered. “Now tell me.”

“I’d pull this shirt over your head, suck on these perfect breasts, have you beg me to touch you.”

“Yes, Justin, touch me…”

“Shall I keep talking?” Justin questioned. 

“Fuck, yes please. Let me imagine it.”

“Someday you won’t be imagining…”

“Fuck, you’ve got me in the palm of your hand, Justin.”

“And me in yours.  I’d touch that special spot, working you into a frenzy before finishing with my tongue. Would I kiss you after?”

“Would you like it if I wanted you to?” she wondered. 

“If you wanted me to, I’d do just about anything.”

“I’d let you kiss me, then I’d suck on your tongue.”

“Oh god, Jenny…”

He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.  She stroked the underside, beginning to suck on it.  Justin couldn’t ignore the twitch of his shaft in his pants, imagining what this would feel like on something else.  He groaned as he wished this was like all the other girls he’d been with, but he knew she was different, she deserved everything he was planning for them, assuming she would understand and accept the secret he was keeping from her.

“What else would you do to me, Justin?” she purred.

He continued playing with her nipples, his lips against her neck.  “After using my tongue?  I’d lay you down and make love to you.  Stretching you to fit just right, rolling my hips until you’re begging for more, until I can’t control myself anymore.”

“Oh god, Justin, don’t stop…”

He wondered if she was as close to finishing as he was, only using words and his hands up the shirt she was wearing.  “I’d feel you around me, and we’d let go at the same time, kissing you so we’re connected in as many ways as possible.”

“Yes!” she shouted, feeling a flood of release flow through her body, Justin stifling a grunt as he released as well.

“Did you…?” he wondered.

“I’m pretty sure, yeah.  Wow, I’ve never had something like that, Justin.  Just from your voice, you weren’t even touching anywhere I usually need for that.  Did you?”

“Oh yeah, I’m gonna need to change,” he laughed lightly.  “I promise you, it’s gonna be amazing once we get there.”  He honestly hoped it would be, but only time would tell.

“You wanna change and then we can get under the covers, go to sleep?  Or at least talk for a bit before we fall asleep?” Jenny asked.

“Let’s do that.  It’s been an interesting day, I’ll say that.  I had no plans on that happening tonight, not for a while, but I’m glad it did.”

“Sorry if it was too much, I just, I’ve been feeling…” she stopped.

“Like what?”

“Like there’s something wrong with me, that you were like that with them, but not with me, at least a little.”

“Jenny, that’s the point.  I want this to be something meaningful, not just a fling.  Even with Marie, we were ‘together’ for a long time, but I knew she wasn’t it for me.”

“You think I’m it for you?”

“I think you could be, yeah.”

“I think so too, Justin.”

“Let’s get ready for bed, and we can talk more about things, ok?”

She nodded, and Justin grabbed a change of clothes and headed down to the bathroom.  Jenny followed shortly after before they both returned to the room.  Justin got in bed first, Jenny curling up against his body.

“I like this, feeling you next to me,” Justin whispered in her ear.  “That’s how I know it’s different.  I could lie here the rest of my life and be completely content.  Realistically I’d be broke, flunk out of school, and starve to death, but as long as I have you, that’s all I need.”

 

“You’re all I need, too, Justin.”  She kissed him, planning in her mind how to end things with Josh, if she had the resolve.

A week and a half had gone by. Jenny had managed to get out of JC’s class without catching his eye, not answering his calls and texts. 

Midterms were that week, so she was mostly spending her time with her head between books, running study groups with Justin for the classes they had together. 

It was Tuesday, a slower academic day for her, which meant more time studying before going to work. She waited at the bus stop, and her phone vibrated. 

You’ve been ignoring me again, Jenny. Are you toying with me? You know what happened last time…

I’ve got midterms, in case you’ve forgotten. I’ve been busy studying.

You don’t need to worry about my class.

I’m not sleeping with you for an easy A, Josh…

You’re not sleeping with me at all.  Don’t tell me Justin ticks all the boxes for you.

What if he does?

I don’t believe you. You’re toying with me because you know you want it badly. I’ve been holding out for you, Jenny. Not even touching myself, saving it all for you.

Well, I guess you should get on that, then…

Oh, I plan to get on you, over you, anything I can.

Not what I meant, Josh.  I’m done.

We’ll see about that.  I’ll see you tomorrow for your midterm. Best of luck.

She stuffed her phone away, trying not to think of how great a night with JC would be. The night with Justin was incredible, but they hadn’t kept up that trajectory. It was feeling stagnant, not moving forward any. He was thorough, to be sure, but it wasn’t the same all out pleasure she got from JC.  He wasn’t touching her in the same places, and the dirty talk only took her so far.

She took out her phone again. When are you free? I work until 6.

No study group tonight?

We’ve been running groups all week whenever we could, I think we need a day to just relax.

Is that what you want, a night to relax, focus elsewhere?

I can’t resist you, Josh. I can’t explain it. 

Text me when you’re off work, I’ll buzz you up. 

I wasn’t expecting this, so I’m not exactly sexy right now, I certainly won’t be after work.

Jenny, you are always sexy, have no doubts about that. I’ll get you out of those clothes and you’ll be feeling sexy in no time.

I’ll text you once I’m there. 

Good girl.  I’ll reward you soon. Or punish you, I haven’t decided yet.

 

A wave of guilt washed over her. Why couldn’t she stay away from JC? Was it because she and Justin were keeping things slow? Would she feel differently if they were having sex, not just sleeping in his bed on nights she stayed over?  She hoped he’d hurry up so she could find out and be done with JC.

They hadn’t even started their final project, Jenny couldn’t help but wonder if he was working on it by himself.  He’s admitted he’d been working on something, but wanted it to be perfect.  She couldn’t help but feel like she wasn’t contributing to the project.  She needed to start thinking of words, something to contribute once midterms were over on Thursday.  

The next 4 hours went by fairly quickly, sorting books people had sold to the store, books people had pulled off shelves but didn't put back in their spot.  Her phone buzzed, Jenny giving it a quick glance.

Hope work is going ok.  I’m worried about midterms, but I know we said to let today be a free day.  Can I see you later?  

I’ll see.  I have plans after I’m off work, but I’ll let you know.

Ok.  I might get a workout in tonight, I’ve been falling behind on that.  The season starts soon, so I gotta start getting back in the habit.

You’d get plenty of a workout with me, Jenny thought to herself.  Is that what this will become? Justin working out to deal with his sexual tension, me with JC? His is more acceptable, mine is cheating and I hate it. 

 

She ended her shift, definitely not feeling sexy or even in the mood for anything; but she knew she needed to relax, and JC would be good for that if nothing else.

She texted him when she got to his building, JC buzzing her up. She felt the heavy weight of guilt on her as she rode the elevator up, her hands limply knocking against the door. 

“Welcome, Genevieve,” JC said warmly, his face falling at her less than excited expression.  “What’s wrong?”

“I’m cheating on my boyfriend, that’s what’s wrong.  I hate myself for this, but I can’t stay away…”

“Come on in, let me make you feel better.  You came because I can give you something he can’t, correct?”

She nodded her head.

“Come, sit.  I’m not a monster, let’s talk.”

She sat on his couch, JC sitting next to her.  Too close to her if she was being honest.  She could smell his somewhat woodsy cologne, the scent was almost intoxicating.

“Are things not perfect in paradise with the boyfriend?”

“They’re… fine.”

“Fine isn’t what you deserve, Jenny.  We both know that.  What’s missing that you finally reached out to me?”

“He won’t touch me.  He went from this player to practically a monk.  We kiss, and it’s nice, he’ll round second base with me, but any time I try and touch him or suggest moving beyond that, he freezes up.”

“Has he made you orgasm?”  The way he asked that question, said that word, she felt herself getting wet.

“Yes.  But nothing super intense, just from him touching my breasts and dirty talk of what he’ll do once we do have sex…”

“Has he even seen you naked yet?”

“No,” she said ashamedly.

“So let’s keep this little arrangement going until then, until you can fully consummate your relationship.”

“You’d really just let me walk away? God knows I keep trying now and can’t shake you.  You’re like a drug and I keep relapsing.”

“Well, I’d get into the physiology of it all, but I’d rather just get started on releasing those hormones, giving you what you need.”

“I still feel terrible, I’m cheating on my boyfriend… I was cheated on in high school, and I can’t believe I’d let myself put someone else through that.”

“Then tell him. Tell him you’re seeing someone who can give you that side of things. That way you’re honest, and he can decide what to do from there. Either he can step up and give you what you need, accept that you’re with someone else until he’s ready, or he’ll walk away and give up any chance with you.”

“What normal person would see this as a good thing?  I can’t be here, this is too much…”

“Jenny, if this is really going to be over, at least have one last ‘fling’, since you’re here.”

“Justin wants to see me tonight.”

“That’s fine. I won’t keep you long.”

“We both know that isn’t true,” Jenny smirked, wanting to smile.

“I’ll do what I can.  Let me make you mine one last time,” he said, hoping that it wouldn’t be the last time, that they could continue on like this.

He pressed his lips to hers, pleased to feel her melt into his touch. He was definitely ready to go, but knew this was about her.  He cupped the back of her head, waving his fingers into her hair.

He ran a hand up her shirt, teasing her breasts between his fingers.

“Does he touch you like this?” JC asked, rolling her hardened nub between his fingers, pulling slightly. 

“No…” She answered honestly.  It was nice with Justin, but there wasn’t that heat like with JC.  She groaned, arching her back and needing his touch. She reached for him, cupping his heat in one hand, aware of the effect she had on him. She knew she had the same effect on Justin, but JC was willing to do something about it.  He made her feel desirable, sexy, wanted in a way that Justin didn’t.

“Jenny, this is going to go quicker if you keep doing that,” JC warned. 

“I thought you were ok with it being quicker,” she smiled. 

“I want to make you feel good, not just myself.”

He ran his hand from her chest into her pants, growling as he felt her desire for him. He quickly pulled off her clothes, his lips against her breasts as his fingers worked their magic on her core. Flicking or circling her as she became a moaning, panting mess under his touch. 

“How do you want this, mama?”

“Honestly? Over the edge of the couch, so I don’t see your face.”

“You want to pretend I’m your boyfriend? We’ll see how long it takes before you imagine he’s me…. I’ll play your little game.  But I’ll give you what he never can, you’ll know it’s me no matter who you imagine.”

He worked her into a frenzy before she collapsed on the couch, picking her up and bending her over the arm of the couch. She heard his zipper and the quiet thud of his clothes hitting the floor, groaning as she felt him enter her.  His pace was intense, passionate, needing her since it was becoming longer between their times together. 

“Tell me, Jenny, will he ever make you feel like this?”

“Never,” she cried out.

“I could still give you this, Jenny.  It doesn’t have to stop.”

“Yes, it does.”

“You like this too much…”

“Fuck, Josh, you’re so good.”

“You’re close, I can feel it.  Be a good girl, come undone because of me.  Cum for me Jenny… now.”

His words hit like a thunderbolt as she trembled in release, JC gasping in his within her.  “Consider this a standing invitation.  When you need me, I’ll be here.”  He lightly tapped her ass, a smile on his face of seeing her again, being with her. He knew it wouldn’t last forever.  As much as he could offer her, it wasn’t everything she’d need. He could give her stability, consistency, but he was afraid to open himself up to love her. With his wife and their situation, he couldn’t marry her, he’d sworn off falling in love long ago.  

He wished he could, Jenny would’ve been the woman to get him to settle down under different circumstances. Had he been single, things never working out with his last love, he could see himself falling for her. He sighed, the thoughts a rushing river in his mind.

Jenny turned onto her back to face him. “You ok?”

“Just… thinking,” he said, blinking back to reality.

“I know it’s not our usual thing, but do you want to cuddle and talk about it?  Rest your head on my chest?”

“You have a boyfriend to get to, don’t you?”

“I can text him that I’ll be back soon. I can talk for a bit.  We can move to your bed so it’s more comfortable.”

He gave her his hand, pulling her up to stand, walking hand in hand to his bed. She laid down, letting him rest his head on her chest, stroking his hair.  “What’s bothering you?”

“Our situation. If I were a younger man, or at least not in a binding marriage, I could see myself falling for you, Jenny.  I try not to get attached to the women I do this with, but I think that’s why I’m fighting so hard for this to not be over. You remind me a lot of the woman I lost to my wife.  You’re kind, funny, beautiful, sexy as hell.”

“Why are you telling me this?” Jenny asked, confused.

“Because I really want to keep seeing you. I know I can’t give you what you need, but at the same time I realized I can’t let you go. I know what I said earlier, but I can’t.”

“I feel a similar pull, but you’re married.  There’s no chance of anything, and you don’t even have those feelings for me, do you?  You said you could see yourself falling for me under different circumstances, but what about this actual situation?”

“I can’t, Jenny. She’ll never divorce me, not as long as our parents are alive. I can’t expect you to wait around for me. What I feel doesn’t matter because I can’t give you what you want, in the end.”

“Am I more than just a good fuck to you?  Are we more than that?” Her voice trembled as she asked, afraid of his answer.

“Yes, of course. But I also can’t commit to being with you.”

“Your wife doesn’t live around here, we could live a quiet life together.”

“I couldn’t bring you to things like the fundraiser, unless they think you’re my wife, but that still would need to be once you graduate or I finish teaching here, with you being a student.”

“So it IS like Ross and Elizabeth…” Jenny sighed.

“What?  Oh, yeah,” JC said, chuckling to himself.  “Very different though, you’re more mature than she is, you’d handle a breakup better, I like to think.”

“I mean, given the current state of things, yeah.  But without Justin, I’d be hurt for sure.  I think I’d still be hurt, even with Justin, but it would be more understandable.”

“Well, you should get back to him, don’t want to keep him waiting, make him suspect anything.  Was that relaxing though?”

“I’m relaxed, yeah.  I’ll see you tomorrow for the midterm.”

“Get dressed, unless you want to be arrested by regular or campus police,” he laughed.  He kissed her lips, wishing she could stay longer.  If this was going to continue on in any fashion, he had to share her, as much as that pained him to do so.  “I’ll see you tomorrow.  Dress up for me.  He’ll think it’s for him, I’ll know it’s for me.”

She got dressed, feeling the want to stay but also knowing she needed to see Justin. She couldn’t blow him off, not as his girlfriend.  She texted him that she’d run into a friend and got to talking and would meet him in the common room in 10 minutes.

She walked into the common room, Maddie giving her the side eye as she waited for Justin. Maddie motioned to their room, leaving her study group for a minute.

“Seriously, you can’t see him without fucking him?!” Maddie whispered angrily.

“How did you…?”

“Trust me, I just know. You better pray Justin never figures things out.  This needs to stop, Jenny.  It really does.”

“I know, but I can’t help it, I’ve never felt like this with anyone…”

“Talking about me I hope,” Justin said, looking his head through the open doorway.  “Not too late to grab a bite, is it?”

“No, I could eat…” Jenny said. 

“You keeping her for the night? Pulling an all nighter before your midterms?” Maddie laughed. 

“I wouldn’t say no,” Justin laughed. 

Jenny rolled her eyes at the both of them before heading back out, leaving Maddie to study while they grabbed food. 

“You hungry cuz you worked out?” Jenny asked. 

“A little. But I figured this was better than just asking you to stay over without any other pretense.”

“I’m your girlfriend, it’s ok if you want me to stay the night even if we haven’t seen each other all day.”

“Well, good, cuz I really wanna relax a little and have some fun with a beautiful woman in my bed…”

“That wasn’t why you went to work out, relieve some of that tension?”

“Is that what you think I’m doing?  I’m an athlete, I train to keep my game level high, be the best I can on the court. Not because I want to sleep with you but think it’s too soon. That I take care of in other ways.”

“Other ways?”

“You’re really gonna make me say it, aren’t you?”

“Are you saying you masturbate thinking about me?”

“Is that wrong?” he asked, his face a little pink.

“I could help you with that, you know. At least give you more to work with by yourself.”

“Remind me to ask you about this after we eat. I think if I ask you now I’ll just want to skip eating and do whatever you say.”

“That wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world,” she laughed. 

They grabbed a quick and late dinner, Jenny realizing she hadn't eaten between work and being at JC’s, thankful that Justin didn’t ask about who she’d run into. 

Justin had a healthier dinner than she did, at his insistence since he was starting to get back into full training and practice mode. The season started in the next 3 weeks, around the beginning of November, so he needed to be on top of his game.

They walked back to the dorms, the common room empty. 

“Did you mean what you said earlier?” she wondered. “About touching yourself and thinking of me?”

“Why?”

“Answer the question, be honest with me. I’ll tell you I think about you during my solo times…” She wasn’t completely lying, especially now that they were dating.

“Ok, that’s hot as fuck.  Yes, I think of you when I, you know…”

“Give me a minute and I’ll meet you up at your room, ok?”

Justin nodded, admittedly curious as he watched her enter her room and close the door. 

“What are you doing here? I thought you were staying at Justin’s…”

 

“I am. Help me pick out some sexy lingerie…”

 

“Wait, what?!  Do you even have any?”

“I was hoping you did…”

“Yeah, but we are so taking you shopping this weekend if this is where things are heading between you two. I don’t wanna wear my stuff and think how you wore it for him… Let me find something I’ll let you have that I don’t mind parting with.”

She rummaged through her drawers, pulling out two options.  “Black or red?”  She held up two sleek babydoll nighties, Jenny’s eyes nearly popping out of her head.  She’d never worn lingerie before, not in that way.  When she was with David she just wore cute pajamas, but that’s what they were, pajamas.  Even for JC she’d wear cute bras and underwear, but nothing like that.

“Do I wear anything under this?  I feel so stupid, not knowing what I’m doing…”

“Nothing on top, up to you for undies.  I’d suggest wearing your robe over it so no one sees it but him, unless you want to attract attention.  So which will it be, black or red?”

“Let’s go with black, it’s a more forgiving color.”

“Oh please, your figure is perfect.  Put it on, let me see before I send you off to that poor unsuspecting boy…  He won’t know what to do with himself.”

Jenny peeled off her clothes, making sure the blinds were closed since they were on a first floor room, pulling the nightie over her body.

“If I were a dude, I’d totally do you in this.  Your tits look amazing in this, Jenny, it stops just below your ass.  He seriously won’t know what to do first.”

“Unless he does nothing at all.  What if this is too much and he freezes again?”

“Then give him something to remember…”

“You mean I should…”

“Lick it like a lollipop.  Don’t tell me you don’t know how…”

“I’m not very good, at least I never felt like it.  I’ve only done it a few times with JC, he seems to prefer me being the one getting pleasured before he fucks me.”

“Have I told you how lucky you are?” Maddie laughed.

“Yeah, yeah,” Jenny answered dryly.

“Have him tell you how he likes it, hopefully someday he’ll return the favor.  That’s how you know, is whether he returns the favor or not.  Though maybe not tonight if he’s too afraid to touch you.”

“This just might kill him,” Jenny laughed.  “Ok, I’ve kept him waiting long enough.”  She put on her terry cloth robe, nothing that particularly screamed out sexy.  There’s no way Justin would expect what was underneath.  “It’s now or never.”

“That’s the spirit,” Maddie laughed.  “You’ll be fine.  You’ve done this before, between David and Josh.  Let him take the lead and see what happens.

She slipped into a pair of flip flops and walked up to Justin’s room.  Thankfully no one was around the other staircase so she could go without drawing attention to a woman in a bathrobe going up to the guys’ rooms.  Not that she realized anyone would care, but still.

She lightly knocked on the door, a nervous pit in her stomach.  Justin opened the door, surprised to see her changed.  

“You wanted to relax?” she giggled.

“Well, you’re certainly comfortable, that’s for sure,” Justin smiled softly.  He pulled her into his arms.  “You’re staying the night?” he asked before kissing her, not really letting her answer except a hum escaping her lips.  “Good.”

“What did you have in mind?” Jenny wondered.

“I think you know.”

“Yeah?” she asked, surprised.  She hadn’t figured this would be the night to have sex, things were still new, but if he was ready, so was she.

He sat down on his bed, pulling her onto his lap.  “Even in this robe, you’re beautiful.  I can pretend you have nothing on underneath…”

“Or you can see what I’m actually wearing,” she smiled coyly.

“In time.  Right now I really want to kiss you.”  He pulled her lips to his, feeling her body sink into his.  His tongue swiped against her lips gently, pressing her mouth open.  His kisses were soft and gentle, Jenny hoping this was it, the beginning to their first time.

He kissed her cheek, down her neck to her collarbone, starting to nuzzle the shoulder of her robe off.  He got one shoulder of her robe off, seeing the low cut of what was exposed.

“Are you trying to seduce me, Jenny?”

“You said you wanted to relax, told me you touch yourself thinking about me…”

“I figured we’d do more dirty talk, that’s been doing the trick for a bit.”

“For you.  For me, not so much.  It’s been 2 weeks, Justin.  I need something more than you just touching my breasts and talking dirty to me.  I need your hands… mouth… on other places…”

Justin pulled away, almost pushing her off of his lap.  “I’m not ready, Jenny.  Not for that.  I mean, I want to, GOD do I ever want to…”

“So do it!”

“You deserve better than that!  I want there to be more than just sex between us.  That’s all it ever was with the other girls, wanting to be seen with the basketball star, they never got to know the me underneath all of that.  You did, without any expectations of anything from me.  Yeah, you had a crush on me, but you didn't force yourself on me like the other girls did.  You were ok being my friend until I wanted more.  So as much as I want to…”

“I’m seeing someone,” Jenny blurted out.  “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.  Maybe I did at some point.  Trust me, I know the feeling of being in a relationship that’s just sex.  That’s why I want more from you Justin, more between us.  I don’t want to rush you, but it also feels like you’re not wanting to be with me like that.”

“So you’re being physical with someone else?”

“Yes.  It started before we got together, before we really even met, but I feel nothing compared to what I feel with you.  I’d been justifying to myself that because there wasn’t much going on with you that it was ok, and now we’re crossing into a physical relationship, and I know I can't have both.”

“I’m just not ready, Jenny.  Not the way I want it to be.”  Justin sat there for a while, looking like he was at war with himself, his face shifting in thought.  “Do you think you can have with him what you have with me?” he asked.

“No, I don’t.  There are things I see in our future I could never see with him.”  She answered honestly; despite her want for JC, she knew she could never have what she really wanted, him to be fully hers.

“I want our first time together to be special, not stress relief before midterms.  I want dinner, candlelight, music, the whole nine yards.  You deserve that.”

“I should go,” Jenny said, going to stand.  Justin grabbed her hand.

“No, stay.  I’ll take things a little further with you, but I want to do something first.”

“I shouldn’t have done this, worn this, pushed you…”

“Jenny, I want this, I want MORE than this, but you deserve better.  Hopefully this will be good enough for now.  If not, I understand if you need it from someone else.”

Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.  “You’d really understand?”

“I don’t like it, but if you see a future with me and not him, then it’s fine.”

“Why are you so perfect?” she sighed.

“I’m really not,” he chuckled.  He reached into his nightstand, pulling out a soft black strip of cloth.  “Usually this goes on the girls, if they’re into that, but tonight, I’m gonna use it on me.”  He tied the cloth over his eyes.  He groped for her hands, giving him a reference point to “look” at.  “I want our first time together to be the first time I see you naked, cuz I definitely will not be able to control myself once I do.  So for now, I’ll cover my eyes.”

“Justin, you don’t have to do this… I’m sorry if I made you feel…”

“I know.  Can this be a one time thing though, I’m really not into this but I also want to give you more than what I have been.  Not being able to see is going to make this more difficult, so I’ll do the best I can.”

She helped him, pulling him towards her into a kiss, his arms reaching to pull her onto his lap again.  He kissed down her neck, his hands pulling down the spaghetti straps of the nightie, freeing her breasts from the material.  His fingers were gentle against her skin, goosebumps breaking out across her body at his gentle yet sensual touch.  

He gently rolled her nipples between his fingers, causing her to moan softly and arch her back, pushing her chest closer to him.  He kissed down her collarbone, starting to lay her down on the bed as he took one breast to his lips.

“How does your skin taste so good?” he wondered aloud, trying to control himself and keep a gentle mood.  He sucked on her nipple, using his fingers to simulate the same on the other.

“Oh god, Justin, that feels so good…”

He released her from his mouth for a moment.  “Tell me what you want me to do to you, let me imagine I’m doing it.”

“Don’t get too worked up, baby…” she purred.

“Why?” Justin looked up at her, his eyes still covered.  

“You’ll see.  I think you’ll like it.”  The way she said it made a shiver go down his spine.

“I can’t promise anything.”

“No dirty talk then.  Just keep doing that for a while, it feels good.”

“Touch yourself for me then.  I can’t see, I’ll stay off to the side.  If I think you’re meaning what I think you’re meaning, you need to cum for me first.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Imagine it’s me doing it to you.  Someday, it will be.”

“Fuck…”

“Know that I want to give this to you, when the time is right…”

Her legs clenched together, feeling so turned on just by his words.  How was he so good with just his words?  He returned his lips to her chest, while she took one hand and skimmed it down her body.  She pushed the fabric of her undies aside, touching herself.  She shuddered as she imagined his fingers doing the work, a soft moan escaping from her lips.  He hummed in enjoyment, knowing he was giving her something while she was also imagining him doing other things.  She pressed her fingers between her folds, feeling her wetness.

“Do you want a taste?” she asked, nervous that anything she asked would be too much and everything would stop.

“God, yes.  I can imagine you on my tongue…”  

She raised her hand, putting her finger to his lips.  She was so turned on by feeling him lick and suck her juices off her finger.  “I know what I’m doing our first time, that’s for sure…” he growled.  “Keep going, cum for me baby.”

She returned her hand between her legs, imagining his fingers on her, before imaging his tongue was finally bringing her to her peak.  She moaned loudly as she brought herself over the edge, nothing as intense as if he would have done it himself, but she preferred it that way.  Why need a man if she could give herself that amazing feeling?  It was fine if she was single, but having two men that wanted to please her, well, she didn't need to do that for herself.

“I can’t wait to see the look on your face when you fall apart for me,” Justin said, kissing up her neck to her lips.

“As long as I get to now.  I definitely want you to see what I’m going to do.  I WILL need to see though, know what I’m doing.  I do want to tell you I don’t feel this is my strongest area physically, sexually, so just tell me what you like and I’ll do my best.”  She pulled the fabric off of his face, his eyes connecting with hers.

“Well, if this is supposed to give me something to fantasize about when I’m alone, maybe start with taking my clothes off, that you need me so bad you have to do it yourself.”

She pulled him up to stand, running her hand along the button of his jeans, pulling down the zipper.  She gently pushed them down his legs.  The bulge in his boxer briefs was impossible to ignore, Jenny reveling in the fact that he was so turned on by her.  

“Is it bad I wanna use my teeth for the next part?  Make it a little sexier?”

“As long as the next part you're talking about is pulling off my underwear, sure…  Definitely no teeth on the other.”

“I figured that was a given,” she smiled.  She kissed him, her tongue stroking his softly, Justin groaning in anticipation of what would come next.

She lowered herself to her knees, taking the waistband in her teeth, trying her best to pull it down his body.  “Easier said than done,” she said through gritted teeth.  It took a little figuring out, but she soon had his arousal free, her eyes widening at it.  She looked up at him and licked her lips.  “Oh, this is gonna be fun.”

“God, no dirty talk unless you want me to lose it right now,” Justin laughed.

“Tell me how you want it, and I’ll swallow like a good girl.”

“Start with the tip, that’s the most sensitive part…”  he groaned as he felt her lips start to envelope him, his erection twitching in her mouth.  She ran her tongue along the opening before circling around the tip.

“Suck on it, pushing your tongue right where the head meets the rest of it… yes, right there… oh god,” he groaned, Jenny following his directions perfectly.

“Take more of it in, as much as you can handle.  I know there’s a lot, so don’t feel you have to… ohhh, OHHH.  Slow down or I’m gonna lose it.  Run your tongue along it, suck it, FUCK…  Keep going, then suck just the tip when I tell you to.”

He couldn’t look at her anymore, his eyes rolled back, and his head fell back with pleasure.  He’d imagined how she would be, but reality was even better than fantasy.  His fingers wove into her hair, encouraging her with each thrust of his hips and groan pulling from his throat.

“God, yes, I’m so close… Jenny, FUCK, now, NOW Jenny…”  She took his cue, feeling him spasm as he flooded her mouth with his release, his body shuddering in response.

“You were kidding about being bad at that, right?  My god, that was the most perfect version of that I’ve ever had.  Most girls think they know what I want, and while it gets the job done, that… that was perfect.   You are the first girl in a long time to ask me what I like instead of assuming based on preconceived ideas.  More proof that as great as this all can be, I want to focus on that deeper connection between us.  Again, it’s not that I don’t want you, believe me when I say I do, but…”

“You don’t want to rush into things. It was really that good though? You feel relaxed?”

“It was perfect.”  He kissed her softly, reassuringly.

“I know it’s midterms, but we still haven’t started our final for music theory.  I feel like I should be pulling my weight on this, I have no idea what you have, if anything…”

“I’ve got plenty of it finished. I want everything pretty much done as far as the track so you can hear everything before adding our voices to it.  I’ll play piano live for the actual performance but I want you to have a much rounder sound around it when you first hear it.  Again, I want it to be perfect.”

“How can I add to it if it’s already perfect?” Jenny wondered.

“Just the music behind it.  Then we’ll work on vocals, practice singing it together.”

“I’m sure you’re tired, shall we get some sleep before tomorrow?”

He pulled her into his arms.  “Just one more thing, then yes.”  He kissed her deeply, his hands wrapping around her waist. One hand slowly slid down, cupping her ass in his hand, both of them smiling as they kissed. 

“It’s harder to do that when we’re in the moment, I’m laying over you.  I’d like to do that more when we kiss, just not in public obviously.”

“I’m ok with that, for sure,” she smiled. 

He got into bed, pulling the covers back to let her in.  She snuggled up close, his arm around her waist. 

“Goodnight, beautiful.”

“Goodnight, Justin.”

…

Jenny woke up the next morning when Justin’s alarm went off. It wasn’t as early as the last time, which they were both thankful for. Jenny went back down to her room to grab clothes, shower, and dress.  She wore the same red dress with white flowers that she wore on the first day of school, pairing it with a black cardigan and black ankle boots.

“Look at my girl looking more beautiful every day,” Justin said when he saw her, kissing her gently. 

Their first midterm was actually tamer than they’d anticipated, being mostly multiple choice instead of essays, focusing on the author’s intent versus their own interpretations. They figured this let the professor be more objective and not grade down based on a difference of opinion. 

They walked into JC’s class, feeling confident in what he’d lectured on, understanding the musicality of things. He’d given a study guide and they felt prepared after going over it at length over the last week.

They began the exam, Jenny and JC making eye contact throughout the time. Jenny had always been a fast test taker, sometimes leaving her to question if she was right. This was one of those times where she double checked her whole exam, waiting for a couple others to turn theirs in first. 

Justin was just over halfway through when Jenny got up to turn in her exam. She smiled at him, nothing “you got this” as she headed out the door. He smiled, bolstered by her confidence in him. 

She stepped outside, her phone buzzing. 

I know you were the first one finished, why did you wait for others to go first?

Nervous habit. It makes me feel like I rushed. If I’m done before everyone else, I go back and review until others are finished. 

Be confident in your abilities, Genevieve.  I’m sure you did well. I’ll talk to you later.

No easy A after last night?

I think you know me better than that. 

Justin seems ok with our arrangement for now.  He doesn’t know it’s you of course.  Doesn’t like it, but yeah. 

I don’t like you with him either, but here we are. 

Are you jealous?

I mean, I met you first…

Technically, I met him first, he helped me move in.  My mother met him.

You just started ‘dating’, we were already in our relationship at that point.

Relationship?  Is that what we are?  I thought we had an arrangement…

Semantics.  I was with you first.

I was attracted to him when we first met.  I ended up with you that night cuz he was kissing his fling at the time.  Not that I regret what we have, but I was honestly hoping he was single that night.

I gave you more than he could have.  Even if you’d hooked up that night, would you be together now, or another notch on his bedpost?

 

Like I said, I have no regrets of how things worked out, you’ve opened my eyes to what I’d been missing.  I’ll see you soon, professor.  

 

She had perfect timing in putting her phone away, as Justin opened the door into the hallway seconds after she finished texting JC.

“I think the professor has a girlfriend, he was busy texting and had a smile on his face for a while.”

“Any woman would be lucky to have him,” Jenny shrugged, trying to deflect.

“Isn’t he married?”

“You worried I like him?”

“He’s our professor, he can't date a student…  I have nothing to worry about,” he said, putting an arm around her waist, pulling her in for a kiss.

 

If you only knew, she thought.

 

…

The next week went by, midterms coming back. Jenny went between Justin and JC, still confused how Justin could be ok with everything. 

They got their exams back from JC, Jenny satisfied with her A-.  Justin’s face fell as he looked at his exam as class ended. 

“C-? How the hell? He gave us a study guide, we studied in depth until we knew everything forwards and backwards… I can’t have this bring down my GPA…”

“I don’t understand,” Jenny said, knowing full well what had happened. “Let me see your test and we’ll see what happened.”

She took it from his hands, going up to JC.  “Professor, how did we get different grades but the same answers?  I got these ones right and he got them marked wrong…”

“Well, let me review this and see what happened. My apologies, Mr. Timberlake…”

Jenny gave JC a “what the hell” look, clearly upset that he’d lower Justin’s grade out of jealousy and spite.

“You didn’t need to do that, I could’ve handled it myself,” Justin said.

“I’m sorry.  I just wanted to make sure it was fixed.”

“I don’t need you to fight my battles for me.”

“I was just trying to help…”

“Well, don’t.”

“Justin, what the hell?”

“Sorry. It just makes me look like I can’t take care of myself. I lived way too much of my life like that. If it wasn’t you, it’s coaches or my parents.  I don’t need my girlfriend stepping in too like I’m fragile and can’t do things myself.”

“I’m sorry, Justin.”

“You didn’t know, but it’s emasculating.  I’m sure that’s too big a word for a jock like me to know…”

She let go of his hand. “Hey.  You know I don’t see you that way. I’m sorry I overstepped but I know you are smart and capable.  Never once have I treated you like a dumb jock. A player, maybe, but never unintelligent.”

“I’m never enough for people. Even you need someone else because we’re not…”

“Hey.”  She grabbed his face.  “Look at me.  I’m sorry if that made you feel a certain way. Trust me, I’m not a fan of the situation myself.”

“Then end it.”

“I’ve tried, twice now.”

“The sex that good, you can’t walk away?”

“Justin, it’s complicated.  I know I need to end it, I keep trying…”

“Don’t bother.”

“Justin, STOP!” she shouted, realizing they were drawing attention. “I’ll end it,” she said quietly. “You mean so much to me, please know that.  This started before we got together, so it’s not like this is something I did because I wasn’t satisfied with you.”

“So you’re cheating on him with me?  Not sure that’s much better.”

“If it helps, he knows I’m with you, your actual girlfriend. He’s not happy that I’m with someone else, officially or otherwise.”

“He’s jealous? Does he know who I am?”

“Yes.  And it’s driving him crazy that he can’t give me what I want.”

“You have sex with him. What could I possibly have to offer that he can’t?”

“The possibility of a future.  All I can have with him is sex. With you there’s so much potential for more than just great sex.”

“I do want that for us, in time, but I do like getting to know you, taking my time with you.”

“Does that make any of this better?” Jenny wondered. 

“Not exactly, but I like that this guy is jealous of me, what we have. Would you stop seeing him if we were having sex?”

“Yes.”

“Even if the sex is better with him?”  He was honestly afraid of her answer. 

“Yes.  It’s not just about sex, it’s about the connection. Honestly, the connection we have will make the sex incredible because I know you want the same things I do.”

“You promise you’ll end things with him once I’m ready to be with you like that?”

“Yes.  Does that mean you’re ok with this? I get it if you’re not, and I’ll end things now just to prove how much…”

“Against my better judgment, keep seeing him. I may not like it, but do you stay the night at his place?”

“Not since it started, no. I’m only waking up to you.”

 

“I take great pleasure in knowing that I can give you what he can’t.  He can give you pleasure now, but I’ll work to make sure I give you so much more…”

She finished her last midterm for the day, pulling out her phone as she exited the classroom. 

We need to talk about earlier…

I’m giving my last midterm, I’ll see you in half an hour at our usual place?

Fine.

 

She headed to the coffee shop, enjoying a drink as her bigger midterms were finished. Her phone buzzed, Jenny not even needing to see who it was. She saw JC walk past, Jenny meeting him around the corner before going up to his apartment. 

He closed the door behind her when she looked at him. “What the fuck, Josh? You give him a lower grade because you’re fucking jealous?”

“Not how I thought this would go,” JC sighed. 

“What exactly did you expect?” she wondered. 

“You said he was ok with our arrangement, so I figured…”

“That I wouldn’t be mad at you for giving him a bad grade just because he’s my boyfriend?  I’m supposed to just let you fuck me and be grateful?”

“Jenny…”

“Fix this, JC.  Fix this or we are done.  Maybe I’ll even report you to the school for sexual harassment…”

“Jenny, I’ll fix it. I still have his test, I will fix this. He means that much to you, doesn’t he?”

“That’s part of why he’s ok with all of this, for now. You both can give me something the other can’t. At some point, he’ll give me both.”

“You can’t be serious.  You think he’ll be able to fuck you like I can?”

“There’s more to us than that.  I told him as soon as we start having sex, you and me are over.  I’ll have everything in one man.”

“It sounds like you love him, Jenny…”

“We haven’t said it yet, but yeah, maybe I do.  How does that make you feel?” she asked him, stepping closer to him, feeling his breath on her cheeks.

“Jealous as fuck.”  He pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply. He smiled as she melted into his arms.

“What are you gonna do about it?” she growled low in his ear as he kissed her neck.

“Show you that, for now, you’re mine…”

…

The next day, Justin was walking Jenny to the bus stop to go to work. Justin had basketball practice before open gym that night. 

“Mr. Timberlake,” JC’s voice called out, catching their attention.  Jenny tried not to roll her eyes at them running into each other.  “I reviewed your test and it looks like yours ended up in a pile with another class, so I just looked at the key instead of the actual test and your answers.  My apologies,” he lied convincingly. 

He handed Justin his corrected exam, a big A on it.  “Well done, Mr. Timberlake.”

“He got an A? I got an A- and we studied together all week…”

“He got a few more right than you did, Ms. Thomas.  I’d never fudge a grade like that on purpose,” he said with a knowing smirk.

“Thank you, professor.  Come on, Jenny, you can’t be late for work.”

…

Jenny got back home from work for the day, plopping her bag down beside the desk in her room. 

“Hello to you too,” Maddie sighed. 

“Josh gave Justin a C- on our midterm because we’re dating and Josh was jealous.  I confronted him about it, and now Justin got an A…”

“You’re such a Hermione…” Maddie laughed. 

“A what?!”

“From Harry Potter?  It’s bothering you that he got a better grade than you…”

“Ok, a little, yeah…”

“More like a lot. Where’s Justin right now?”

“I think it’s open gym now…”

“Isn’t there that yoga class soon? You should go, show him how flexible you are, get his mind going a bit.”

“That and mixed with the last time I stayed over…”

“Oooh, what happened?”

“Gave him the best blow of his life, from the sound of it.”

“You didn’t…” Maddie said, shocked. 

“I did.  Still not my favorite thing, but with him, maybe it could be.  The way he reacted to me…”

“He SO wants to fuck you now. He probably has for a while.”

“It started with him telling me he thinks about me when he, you know…”

“Jerks off? So you give great head why?”

“So that he has a specific memory to focus on, fantasize about where it leads.”

“Yeah, go to the yoga class and hopefully he’ll return the favor. Wear my sports bra and a pair of shorts.”

“You want me to give him a show?” Jenny half smiled. “It’s kinda sadistic, I like it. Distract him a bit.”

“You’ll distract more than just Justin, that’s for sure.”

Jenny got changed, the sports bra tight against her chest, the shorts barely covering her ass.  She put on a t-shirt, figuring for a bit of a striptease at the gym.  She put her hair up out of the way into a bun and headed to the gym.  She saw Justin as she walked through, Justin quickly finishing his last set he was on to run across to give her a kiss.

“Sorry I’m all sweaty,” Justin laughed before giving her a kiss.

“Good thing I don’t mind sweaty,” she said seductively.  “Just here for yoga, it’s been a while, figured I needed it after midterms, loosen up a bit.  I’ll see you after?”

He nodded, going back to his circuit routine.  She walked into class, grabbing a mat and setting up near the glass again.  Before the class started, she pulled off her shirt nice and slow.  She couldn’t help but notice that Justin, along with some of the other guys from the team were practically drooling, staring at her.  She turned to look at Justin, with a goofy smile on his face.  She smiled, seeing Justin have a moment of “that’s my girl” braggery to the guys on the team.

She could almost feel Justin’s eyes on her as she moved through the various positions they were led through, whether showing off her ass in downward dog to something more complicated showing off her balance and flexibility.  A few weeks ago she would have blushed at getting his attention, but now she fully expected him to look, spark his imagination.

The class finished, Justin approaching her.  “Wow, ummm, that was some class…”

“I wasn’t distracting you, was I?” she teased.

“In the best way.  Though please don’t do any of that while I’m playing.  I want you to come to my games, but do any of that and I’ll be useless.”

“Good to know.  I’m gonna take a shower, I’ll meet you in the common room?”

“Sounds good.  See you in a bit, babe.”  He stole one more kiss before letting her walk away.

She got back to her room, grabbed her things, and took a shower.  She was curious whether he’d be thinking of her in the shower, or if he would wait until he saw her to take care of things.  She threw on a comfy oversized tee that fell off one shoulder and sweats, looking comfortable but also effortlessly cute.  She plopped onto a couch in the common room as she waited for Justin to come back.

To Jenny’s surprise, Marie sat down next to her.  “So, how are things going with Justin?”

“Why do you want to know?” Jenny replied curiously.  “Things are fine, great…”

“Are things different than you expected?”

“Yeah, but he said I’m different.  We’ve only kissed, a little second base but that’s it.”

“Interesting…” Marie nodded.

“Ok, now you’re scaring me.”

“By now we’d been naked together plenty of times, had me screaming his name.  Yet here you are getting nothing…”

“I thought you said you never slept together.”

“Still plenty you can do without having sex.  He’s great with his tongue, by the way.”

“Well, he told me I gave him the best blowjob he’s ever had, so maybe step your game up,” Jenny said, trying not to feel threatened by the lack of physical intimacy between her and Justin compared to him and Marie.

“He’s a tease.  Anything and everything up to sex, then when things get too much of a commitment, he’ll dump you like he dumped me in the past.  He’s taking his time with you, though why I’m not sure, but he’ll do the same to you that he has to every other girl that tries to get too close to him.  Don’t tell him you love him, that’s the kiss of death for him.  I’m sure you do by now, but don’t tell him, or he’ll ditch you even sooner.”

“I don’t think…”

“I’ve had a year and a half of experience, I know what I’m talking about…  I hope I’m wrong, that he can want something deeper with someone, I just wish it had been me.”

She got up, walking down the hall as Justin came in.  He gave a quick look down the hall, then to Jenny.

“Did I just miss something?”

“She was warning me about you.  Surprised we hadn’t been all over each other by now.  Well, she didn't say that, but she did tell me what you’d been doing by this point in your relationship…”

“Let’s go to my room so we can talk without others butting in, please.”

Jenny agreed, sitting in the chair at his desk.  “You wanna talk, let’s talk.”

“Do you think she was jealous, that this is where she’s coming from?” Justin wondered.  

“A little, she said she hopes someone can get you to settle down, but she wished it had been her.”

“Knowing Marie, she’d think of being on covers of sports magazines together, the perfect athlete couple.  She’s not wrong, but we were never anything real.  Jenny, what you and I have… I can’t put it into words right now.  I never felt about her the way I feel about you.  With her was like what you have with your other guy.  It was just physical, at least for me.  I’m honestly not sure what she felt for me, they all say they like me but I feel like they want to ride my coattails in case I go pro.  I feel like you’d support me in a way they never did, never could.  So yeah, while she and I moved super fast compared to us, it doesn’t mean I like you less, find you less attractive.  I couldn't help but watch you do your class, seeing you move like that.  There was no competition, just focus and movement, and it was sexy as hell to see what your body can do and it not be a sport.  You impressed me more tonight than she did with bench presses or leg lifts, whatever amount of weight she could handle.  We had classes together and she never wanted to study together, even felt like that was an arena to compete instead of working together.  Please don’t take anything she says to you to heart.”

“I don’t.  I did let it slip about my amazing blowjob and that she better step up her game, though…”

“You didn't,” he gasped, half surprised, half embarrassed. 

“I did.  Probably wasn’t a great idea, but I had to show her I wasn’t going to be intimidated by her and what you two had done together, cuz clearly there is an attraction between us, it just shows up differently than with her.”

“Trust me, I’d love to do the things with you I did with her, other girls, but I want that in a full fledged relationship.  You’re my girlfriend, I haven’t had a real relationship in a long time, just a string of flings and hookups.”

“Marie was never your girlfriend, in all that time?”

“No. She probably considered herself as such since I wasn’t seeing anyone else, but no, I never called her that to her or anyone else.  My parents only met her at my games, then got attached and went to her  volleyball matches early on. She wanted more and I knew I didn’t. We’d ‘break up’ and spend time apart, so I get your problem with the other guy and that sexual side. But I never saw anything serious with her, it was a competition of some sort with her.”

“So for us to be together, officially, is a big deal for you…”

“It is. If you were like Marie, I wouldn’t have a problem with your other guy. But I’m wanting something more with you, so yeah, I’m a bit hurt that it’s an ongoing thing. I understand, given my past, but if you’ll really call things off once I’m ready, I want it over.  I want to be the only man in your life, giving you everything you want and deserve.”

“I want that too.”

She meant it. Her dating experience was short, but she knew what she felt for Justin far exceeded what she felt for JC.  She was worried JC was falling in love with her, and that she might be as well, but she knew she loved Justin.

“I’m going to say this carefully, but would me telling you I love you, at some point, push you away?” Jenny asked. 

“No. In fact I hope to hear you say that someday. I know I want to say that to you, at some point.  I know what I feel and while I’m not there yet, that’s what I want. You’re my girlfriend, the one I want to fall in love with. That’s why I’m taking things slow with us, so I know it’s love and not something else.”

“That,” Jenny said, standing up from the chair, “is incredibly romantic.”  She walked to Justin, who was sitting on his bed, and straddled his legs.  “I think that deserves some extra long making out.”  She pressed her lips to his, Justin groaning and he felt himself getting turned on.  His hands grabbed her ass, giving it a squeeze before he pulled her to lie down on top of him. 

“I like this view, feeling you on top of me,” Justin smirked. 

“I’m pretty good on top, so I’m told,” she smiled, kissing his lips and neck.

 

Justin’s hands wandered over her body, his brain fighting for control over his libido. He had a plan set, he just needed to wait another month so it would be perfect.