Today will be a busy day for me. I have four classes and my roommate’s boyfriend is visiting her… which means I will stay out of the house for as long as possible. I start off my day with my 10am history class. This is my first time going so I hope that it’s not as boring and plain as all my other history classes throughout the year has been. But no. I go in, sit in the 3rd row (no to close to get called but not to far where I miss the interaction or lecture). I begin to take notes on the textbook I must purchase, the expectations of the class, and our first assignment. I like him. My professor is a old fairly large man but he speaks with as much as enthusiasm as any college student would.
I then come home for my two hour lunch break. I can hear my roommate laughing in her room, he must already be here. I quickly make myself a snack so I can depart to my room, but then her room door creaks open. I look up and my heart stops for a split second. There stands in front of me is a fairly muscular 5’10 MAN. He has a very defined jaw-line and his eyes are a subtle blue. “He’s cute,” slips out of my mouth as a quickly chuckle trying to play it off. My roommate laughs along and thanks me. I casually introduce myself but when we shake hands, a shiver runs up my body. Firm grip. I try to finish up in the kitchen as swiftly as I can because the longer I stay, the hornier I become. My eyes secretly examine his body. I want him. And luring men into my room is somewhat of a specialty of mine… but I know that any move that I make on him will be reported. I don’t want to be “that roommate.” So I quietly make my way to my room and sit in sexual frustration.
After my two afternoon classes are done I start to make my way home to pack my things. One of my friends was kind enough to allow me to stay as his place until late tonight. When I walk through the door, there he is just sitting on the bar stool. His muscles are practically spilling out of his shirt. He makes a small little smirk and greets me. I greet my roommate and him and run to my room. I have to control myself. But my mind starts to run wild! I want his body on top of me. I want his strong, firm hands around my neck. I want… but I can’t. I start to pack my laptop and homework and make my way to my last 5pm class before going to my friend’s house for the night.
I Submit to BDSM 