So, I didn’t know what I would do if I met her again. I’d lied and told her I was a Personal Trainer and had given her my number. I totally doubted I would ever hear from her but the temptation to try had been too strong. If she called me, I could always tell her I was totally booked with clients. Oh, who the hell was I kidding? There was something about that woman. If she did contact me, I would carry on my charade, carry on lying. I just had to hope that her nervousness meant she didn’t contact me and she avoided coming to the gym at the same time as me from now on.
I pushed myself to my limits, showered and headed back to my dorm room, where I dressed in some track pants and a tee and then with my cap pulled low over my face again, I headed to Granger Lodge for my final challenge.
Julian let me in and then I was ushered into a room where it was explained that there would be a volunteer woman in the Dares Room and I would have to bring her to orgasm using my mouth and fingers. Her head would be covered in a mask and she could not speak, only to moan. She’d be given a gesture that meant stop and one that meant she had come. I found it incredulous that any woman on campus would be willing to do such a thing but Julian had organized it and what Julian Murphy wanted, Julian usually got. The Dares Room was fitted with a one-way mirror and the other guys would sit behind it making sure I did my challenge. I would be given a voice synthesizer to take in with me at first so I could tell the girl I was about to begin my dare and to use when she could leave. I stood outside the room and took a deep breath. Was I really doing this? Then I recalled losing my virginity to Amy Johnson in 11th grade and figured it couldn’t be worse than that. Let’s just say I hadn’t lasted long. Amy had had a cold and one of her sneezes took longer.
One of the older guys, Jacob, came out of the room. “All set,” he said.
I placed my head in my hands and swallowed hard. “Could I get a glass of water? I’m not sure I can do this.”
“Sure.” Jacob said. “Glass of water and then five minutes max for you to make your way into the room. There are plenty of other dudes willing to take your place.”
When he handed me the glass of water, I closed my eyes and let it lubricate my mouth and throat. I had to fucking well hope that this girl wasn’t someone who took forever to reach a climax though Julian had said he didn’t anticipate a problem. He told me the girl was from one of our classes but that he would never tell me who she was and they would never know it was me. As far as the girl was concerned, she was meeting Julian in the room for some kinky play and knew it would be one of his mates she met, but not which one.
It was time. The guys got up from the couches to make their way to the room
that had the viewing pane and Jacob opened the door to the Dares Room where a female laid atop the bed, a black gimp mask completely covering her face. She had on a black tee and a black pair of jeans. Using the voice synthesizer, I told her I was about to begin and that I was there for her own pleasure, not mine. Then I reached over and unbuttoned the fastening at the top of her jeans. I lowered the zipper, and she raised her hips for me as I lowered her jeans down her legs. The synthesized words, “What the fuck?” uttered from my mouth as I saw the unmistakable egg-timer tattoo that belonged to Meredith above her panties and recognized that athletic body now below mine. This was no girl from campus. How the hell was the Professor in this room? What was Julian up to?
She sat up after I’d uttered my expletives and I stroked her shoulder.
“Sorry about that. I caught my finger in your zipper.” I lied, so utterly thankful that she couldn’t hear my proper voice. “Just lie back down and get ready for the time of your life.”
Any reservations I had had about the situation had vanished. Beneath me I was convinced I had the willing body of Meredith and I was not letting her go. I would deal with any repercussions that came after, right now I was getting this girl to come in my willing mouth.
Chapter 4
Meredith
I skipped the gym that night and instead ate early, got myself changed into dark clothes and then hung around the apartment until it got later, then I drove to campus. It was dark; I had my hair tied back into a bun, something I never wore at school and I wore a pair of sunglasses that could easily look like normal spectacles. There weren’t many people around the vicinity of Granger Lodge and I slipped unnoticed around the back of the property, to the room Marcus had showed on his map. Though my heart pumped hard, adrenaline boosted my intrigue of the situation rather than inhibit it. The thought I would bear witness to some horny goings on made my juices soak my panties. I got into position at the side of the window. It was seven minutes to eleven pm, and I had figured this was the time I needed to get in place. Neither too early nor too late. As Marcus had indicated, the blinds remained open, and the window was slightly ajar, with a space at the bottom.
A guy was talking to a girl in there. She had dark hair but was dressed similarly to me in a black tee and jeans. I must have turned fashionable overnight. I listened as he told her a guy would come into the room and give her an orgasm with his mouth and hands.
What?
He added that the girl’s face would be covered so that she wouldn’t see who it was and I watched as the guy placed a black leather mask over her face and heard him tell her that the guy would be there in five minutes.
The minute he left the room, she ripped off the mask and sat there talking to herself. “You can do this, Stacey. It’s for Julian. Come on, you can.” No sooner were the words out of her mouth, I saw her dive towards the window. I quickly hid behind a tree as the window was raised further and Stacey climbed out and ran down the street.
I reckoned two minutes out of five had passed and very soon the mystery guy would walk into an empty room and be very disappointed. As was I. I quite liked the idea of being a voyeur and watching a couple get it on. Then it came to me. She was dressed similarly to me and was wearing a mask. What if I went in the room instead of her? I had listened to the rules. She could not talk, and the guy had told her she would be given five minutes afterwards in which to leave by the very window she had already escaped from. No one would know it was me.
Two minutes remained. I had no time to lose, and I quietly climbed through the window, placed the mask over my face and kicking off my flats, I laid down on the bed.
The minute I laid there I decided this had to be the most impulsive, crazy thing I had ever done. I would get caught, and I would be dismissed.
Then the devilish voice inside me had its turn to speak.
Well, if you will get caught anyway…
I heard the creak of the door opening. This was it, the point of no return.
Footsteps walked closer to me.
“Please relax. I am about to bring you to orgasm. I’m totally here for your pleasure, not my own.” The voice that said the words was synthesized so that I couldn’t know who it was. This pleased me. I needed the person who did this to remain faceless, nameless, voiceless. This was one of my students and it was so, so wrong. Yet the wetness pouring from my slick core, said it was oh, so right.
Fingers brushed the top of my waistband, my button was unfastened and then my zipper lowered. I raised my hips to help the person pull down my jeans, and then I heard their gasp and the words.
“What the fuck?”
I sat upright, wondering what was wrong. Did I have my name in my panties? Of course not, I wasn’t at kindergarten.