his story contains cheating so if that's not your cup of tea, you won't enjoy it. I wrote this for someone who asked me to tell his story for him. I hope you all enjoy.
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Tegan looked at her phone and sighed. Still another six hours until her boyfriend would be there. She could hardly stand waiting any longer to get out of school for winter break. The 19 year old redhead was halfway through her first year of college. Living in a dorm seemed so exciting at first, but the realization had really set in how much she missed her family and especially her boyfriend of two years, Brad.
Older than Tegan, Brad already had a full time job making a good living so when she went to college, he stayed behind. He would make the two hour drive whenever he could, but it had been a month since she saw him last. When together, they were an active couple who loved music and the outdoors. She loved how comfortable and relaxed Brad made her feel. At 5' 9" she was fit and picky about her men. Brad was the perfect match for her in her mind. Taller at 6', also fit, but great looking too.
College was turning out good so far, but seeing everyone hooking up made her miss Brad even more. Tegan kept herself busy with schoolwork and running, but that didn't stop her from getting attention from guys at school. Tegan had always been considered pretty, with light blue eyes, a firm ass from playing soccer, and a 34C bust that fit perfectly on her thin frame. But her optimistic and playful personality made her even sexier to everyone who talked to her.
One of her classmates, James always made sure to sit near Tegan during the two classes they had together. From the minute he saw her, the muscular rugby player made it his mission to get in her pants. His normal approach of letting the girl come to him didn't work out so well though. At 6' 1" and a lean 212 lbs, James had magazine model good looks and his smile alone made most girls blush. Tegan was almost oblivious though, always talking about her boyfriend. He stood back and watched several guys get shot down after asking her out. James knew this would take more effort, but had no doubt that it would be worth it.
Over the last month, James had slowly been easing his way in with Tegan. She was always so nice to everyone it was easy to talk to her when he saw her on campus, but deliberately never pushed it. He would always make sure to never talk about himself and let her do most of the talking. This was how he eventually found his opening a few weeks before their upcoming exam.
Tegan had mentioned that she had been struggling in English class and was worried about the test. Fortunately for James this was one of his academic strengths. So he casually suggested they study at the library on campus. The first time they met up James sat across the table from Tegan. As they talked about various topics, Tegan would lean over the table to point out parts of the book they had open on the table. When she would do this, the neckline of her shirt would get pulled down by her generous breasts giving a great view of cleavage. James was careful not to look directly down her shirt and remain focused on the content though. He wanted to make her feel like she could trust him.
After another two sessions of meeting at the library it was starting to get late. Tegan heard James stomach growl and looked up at him and giggled.
"Hungry?" Tegan asked.
"Heck yeah I am. I feel like we're making good progress though and didn't want to stop."
"What do you say we take a break and go get something to eat?"
James acted like he had to really think about it before saying, "Yeah, okay. What are you in the mood for?"
"What about Barton's?" Tegan suggested.
Barton's was a local pub that a lot of students went to. They were mostly known for their cheap beer, but had decent pizza and wings as well.
Tegan didn't have a car so James drove. Tegan found herself looking at James while he drove. She hadn't really noticed how thick his muscles were before. When he squeezed the steering wheel she saw how his triceps flexed and strained the tight sleeves from his t-shirt. She always appreciated a man that kept in good shape.
Once they got inside they found a small table and made some small talk. Tegan talked about how excited she was to go home over winter break and how Brad would be picking her up. But instead of changing the topic like most guys did when she mentioned her boyfriend, James only seemed to encourage her to talk more about Brad.
It was no secret that James dated a lot of women and was considered a player, but Tegan had yet to experience it. She had kept her guard up just in case, but so far had been impressed with him. He was quickly becoming someone she felt comfortable around mostly because he wasn't always hitting on her.
"So how come you haven't hit on me yet?" Tegan asked bluntly in between bites of food.
James was caught off guard at first. "Do you want me to hit on you?"
"No, I was just curious, because you have quite the reputation. Am I not hot enough for you?" Tegan couldn't decide if she was a tad jealous that he hadn't even tried to hit on her, but quickly pushed it from her mind.
James nearly choked on his food. Tegan wasn't usually this blunt with him so he wasn't sure where this was going and tried to play it cool.
"Oh you are plenty hot, but you made it clear you are in love with Brad. So not much point in trying, right?
Tegan liked his answer. Part of her liked being noticed, but James needed to know that he didn't have a chance. "Right. I just wasn't sure why you wanted to hang out with me if you could be hooking up with someone else."
James shrugged his thick shoulders, "It's actually pretty nice just having a friend. You don't have all the social pressures that come with dating." James found himself being honest about being friends with her despite knowing that he would fuck her the first chance he got.
Tegan smiled at James. If she was single, she might be the one trying to pick him up. But despite his impressive physique and charming good looks, she did love Brad. There was nothing anyone could do to change that.
A couple of stocky guys walked over to their table. "James!" two of them said happily in drunken slurs. The other had his eyes squarely on Tegan's chest. The guys all gave fist bumps to James who remained casual.
The one staring at Tegan had a messy thick brown beard and said, "Who's this young lady."
Tegan immediately had the creeps from this guy and tried to only look James.
James picked up on her vibe right away, "This is my friend, Tegan."
The second guy wearing an old baseball hat chimed in, "Need any help?" The other two laughed and slapped each other on the back as if Tegan wasn't there. When the guy in the hat tried to high-five James, James stood up.
The guy in the hat wasn't that much shorter than James, but his bulk made appear to shrink in his shadow. In a deep threatening tone, James said, "No, I don't need any help."
The three guys immediately went silent and looked at each other confused. James was usually so cool. The third guy who also looked the oldest said, "Alright, man. We'll catch you later."
As they walked off mumbling quietly to each other, James looked at Tegan apologetically. "Sorry about that."
