A valuable lesson that many of the more popular kids in school, especially the jocks, never seem to learn, is don't piss off a geek.
Sure, you're pretty or athletic and popular now, but time is a thief, and a relentless thief at that.
Down the road those attributes will be taken from you, and you'll find that the geek you picked on is still a whole lot smarter than you.
My story starts a few years ago, back when I was attending a major college in southern California which for reasons of my own, I choose not to name here.
I had been one of those geeks in high school, fortunately for me since my parents weren't wealthy.
I knew early on I had to apply myself fully, and having done so, was rewarded with a full academic scholarship to the school of my dreams, a school my parents could never have afforded.
When I got to school my freshmen year the first thing I noticed was there were more people like me than I had ever been around before, including women, women who would actually speak to me.
I had never had a real girlfriend in high school, so, like many young men, I developed my own little sexual fantasy world.
I never really thought I'd have a girlfriend, and when I met Anna for the first time, nothing happened to make me think she would ever be my girlfriend. Strangely enough, by the end of this story, she had become the best girlfriend I could ever have hoped for.
Anna was kinda hot in a geeky sort of way, and since I'm kinda not hot in a geeky sort of way, I considered myself lucky. You couldn't call her a goth, even though she dressed that way, favoring short black leather skirts with black hose and baggy black tops that hid her perky little tits most of the time.
Her outlook on life was far too cheerful for the goths. Anna was definitely more of a geek. Like me.
She had pretty blonde hair, the straight and baby fine kind of blonde hair that hung to about her shoulder blades, with pretty blue eyes, a narrow nose, and thin lips.
Her body was nice enough, about 5 foot 5, thin, perky little B cup tits, and a small but nicely rounded butt. She avoided the sun to the greatest extent possible, as her pale white skin tended to burn quickly.
We met at comic con, and since we were both freshmen at the same college we became pretty good friends.
She was majoring in electrical engineering, and I was majoring in television production, so in a way our studies followed similar lines.
By the time our last year rolled around, we had become very tight, although we both knew it was nothing permanent; While she had spent most of her teenage years in California, Anna was from Latvia, and to Latvia she intended to return as soon as she graduated.
The first time we had sex was good, but not exactly earth shaking for either one of us. I put the blame for that squarely on myself, you see, because I have a little problem.
No, not my penis. It's comfortably in the middle of the average range. The problem is, I like to watch.
In spite of my little issue, we developed a healthy and enjoyable sex life together. Neither of us were sex maniacs or anything, but two or three times a month we took time out of our busy schedules to enjoy a good naked romp.
Since Anna and I could talk comfortably on any subject, my little issue eventually came up.
I felt a little awkward talking to her about it the first time, although that wry smile of hers that I loved so well quickly put me at ease.
Anna being the brilliant engineering student she was instantly developed a solution; she leaned back in her chair, hiked up her skirt, and began to masturbate through her panty hose.
And just as instantly, I was rock hard. I started to unbutton my pants.
Anna shook her head no, and looked over at the small closet to the right.
"Get in there" she whispered, pointing with her index finger.
Anna moved to the bed as I moved to the closet and opened the door.
"Just leave the door open a tiny crack" she said with that little smile on her face.
I pulled the door to behind me as Anna lay back on the bed and once again began masturbating through her panty hose.
In the darkness of the closet my cock was aching to be freed, and if Anna heard the sound of my zipper coming down, she gave no indication.
I could see the growing ring of her juices through her panty hose as I slowly jerked my cock in time with the motion of her fingers on her clit, just a scant few feet away on the bed.
Anna's other arm drifted toward her crotch, and using both her hands, tore a small hole in her panty hose directly above the opening to her vagina.
I felt my cock surge in my hand. Anna had already inserted two fingers into herself while the fingers of her other hand vibrated over her clit.
Suddenly her hips began to convulse with her orgasm, and I had had all I could stand. I burst from the closet and plunged my cock right through the hole in her panty hose and into her pussy in one quick thrust.
Less than a dozen strokes later I pulled out and shot my load all over the front of her black panty hose.
"Doofus, it's a safe day, you coulda got off in me!" she laughed as I continued to jerk the last few drops out of my dick.
All I could do was groan.
"That was like the best sex ever" she smiled, pulling me down on the bed to lie next to her.
***
I was sitting in one of the video labs at school about a week later, finishing up a project, when he walked in.
"You Jimmy?" Grunted the young man. He was about six foot three, of ambiguous ethnicity, and easily the most muscular human being I had ever encountered. It took me a few seconds to recognize him as the star quarterback of our football team.
"Yeah, I'm Jimmy. What can I do for you?"
He smiled, an oddly warm and genuine smile that would take him far in life.
"They tell me you're the best at working with videos. I need a special highlight reel of me made for my dad's birthday, can you do that?"
"He's pretty busy right now" Said a lightly accented female voice from over my shoulder as Anna walked into the room. She popped up on a stool next to me and kissed my cheek.
"I can pay pretty well" he said, more to her than to me.
Anna was a good deal sharper on money matters than me, and probably realized I was about to do it for free. Within a few minutes she had negotiated a fair price, kissed my cheek again, and headed off for her next class.
"That your girlfriend?" He asked tentatively.
"Yeah" I replied.
"You're a lucky dude. I'd smash the shit outta that" he said, reaching into the leather bag he was carrying for the pile of various media he wanted compiled.