1. A Cheater's Regret (Chapter 2)


    Date: 12/6/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: JBonham, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    girl with mousy-brown hair. Not very attractive, but she overcompensates by being a party animal. What does she even study again? Nursing I think. Well, I guess if that doesn't work out for her there's always hooking. I know she's the one who ratted on me about writing Matthew's paper. I hate her so much. Yet, sickeningly, I'm glad things turned out this way. My hate for Melanie is overshadowed by my disgust for myself. God... “Nice necklace,” Melanie says. Strange, she rarely engages me in conversation willingly. “Thanks,” I mumble, dropping my towel. She looks at me as I fumble with my pajamas. I don't like her looking at me – but the unwanted attention is also exciting. Jesus, I never felt like this ever until today. What the hell is wrong with me? “Dr. Manyard gave it to you, didn't she?” I freeze in horror. How does she know about that? “Yeah...” I confess. “She's one of my instructors in the nursing program,” Melanie says. “She showed us the collars in one of her classes. It measures your heart rate and stuff, right?” “Ummm... yeah, that's right,” I stutter. “That's cool, are you in that study she's doing?” she asks. Oh God. I blush in embarrassment. “Yes.” Melanie's eyes light up. “She's researching like, female sexuality and stuff, right?” I nod. For the first time since we met, Melanie seems genuinely interested in me. “That's really awesome!” she exclaims. “But... you don't have to like... do anything... embarrassing, do you?” My heart is pounding. “Like what?” I ...
    ask. “Like... have an orgasm in front of her?” I shake my head vigorously. Melanie seems skeptical. “Oh, okay,” she says doubtfully. “Because she showed us some videos from some other girls she was working on, and they had to do a lot of stuff like that.” I'm lost for words. God, does Melanie suspect I'm being forced to do that too? “No!” I insist. She looks at me for a minute. I'm still naked. Her gaze moves down my body – does she see how incredibly aroused and wet I still am? “Okay,” Melanie says skeptically. She sits down at her desk and opens up her computer. Jesus, that was embarrassing. I finish dressing and go to bed. I'm horny. The sun is out the next morning. The air is warm, and the snow from yesterday has melted away into the fresh green grass. Even some of the birds are out, chirping cheerily from the brush outside the dorm building. The improved weather emboldens me enough to wear a little blue sun dress. It had been sitting in the back of my closet for months – too daring for me to normally want to wear, but today is different. I want to feel pretty today. I slip it on over my head, tucking in my bra straps as best as I can. The bottom hem of the dress ends just below my hips. I'm going to be cold a lot today. I put on a warm jacket over it and sling my backpack over my shoulder. To my dismay, there's already an increasing wetness underneath my panties, which is further inflamed by the updraft of cool air up into my dress. I sit down in my math class. I've been ...
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