Sorry to all it took me this long to write another chapter. I hope to keep this story going to conclusion now. Thanks to all of you that have written to encourage me to finish this.
Jason's mind raced about what Beth had said the night before. So much so, that he couldn't study. Her statement, she loved him, and his similar response back, had him wondering, 'Did she mean it the way he thought? Should he even continue to tutor Sheila in Spanish?' He tried to tell himself it was his duty to help her and Beth would understand. But he wasn't being paid to tutor Sheila, nor was he doing it purely out of a sense of duty to help a fellow student. No, he hoped to fuck her and capture her cherry. That he couldn't deny, even to himself.
His confused and troubled mind worked overtime until he fell asleep on his bed still trying to study. He woke when Chad came into the room from a work-out to shower and change. Jason jumped up when he saw the time, knocking a book off the bed on the floor. He needed to get ready to see Sheila. 'It wouldn't be polite to cancel at the last minute,' he told himself.
After showering and getting ready, Jason had a few minutes, so he again tried to study. This time, not only did he fight the thoughts of Beth, but his stomach was growling. He had grabbed a quick lunch in the frat kitchen earlier but he was hungry again and the chef was off on Sunday nights, which caused the brothers to fend for themselves.
Jason thought he would talk to Sheila about getting something to eat first. He drove over to her sorority, in case she agreed, so his car would be there when they finished studying later. He walked in the front door and made his way to her room. He passed several girls that smiled sweetly at him and said hello. He admonished himself for wondering if any of them were virgins. 'This contest is changing my attitude towards women and not in a healthy way,' he realized as he knocked on Sheila's door.
Sheila answered almost immediately and invited him in. She looked great Jason observed as he took a seat at her desk opposite her bed. Her blue shirt fit tight and Jason thought he could see the outline of her nipples. Her jean skirt was very short and rode way up her dark legs as she sat on the bed. 'If she parts her legs I'll surely see her panties,' Jason surmised. She began talking to him about being glad to see him and thanking him for tutoring her today as she shifted her long sleek ebony legs. Jason was trying not to stare and to stay focused on her face, but his eyes wanted to watch her uncross and cross her legs. He fought the urge. He didn't realize that Sheila was trying to get him to notice her naughty lack of underwear.
"Hey, you want to get a bite to eat?" Jason asked. "I'm starved. I don't think I can concentrate on Spanish right now until I eat."
"Okay," Sheila answered, not seeming too upset to be putting off studying.
Jason drove them to the diner. The conversation along the way was mostly questions Sheila asked him about the swim team. His practices were about to start as the season approached. He would be even busier soon than he was already. He didn't relish that.
She told him about her track practices. She had a few months before spring practice started in earnest but she tried to stay in shape by running a lot. A sprinter and long jumper were better off if they kept their muscles fairly toned even in the off season. He commented on that.
"Your legs look pretty toned to me," Jason complimented.
"Thanks. I didn't think you were noticing," Sheila quipped.
"I was trying not to stare," Jason stated in defense.
"I was sort of hoping you would," Sheila claimed affably.
"Might just from now on," he replied.
"Good."
They ordered two different sandwiches and split them, each having a half from the other. Sheila asked him questions on Spanish while they ate. She seemed intent on getting the tutoring part of the evening out of the way. They had left the books back in her room but he still helped her sound out some words and on several points of grammar.
After eating, Jason paid the bill and they hurried back to her room. Sheila's roommate wasn't back yet so they got right into studying. He helped her through a dialogue and they covered a mock quiz from the end of the chapter. After about an hour she felt good about her progress.
"I'm getting it. I think I can handle it from here," Sheila claimed.
"Yeah, you're getting much better with pronunciation and grammar," Jason praised.
"Thanks to your help."
"Just a Good student," Jason acknowledged, closing one book and handing it back to Sheila.
"You don't have to leave already do you?" Sheila asked.
"Why?"
"Well...," Sheila stammered, "I was kinda hoping we'd finish like we did last time."
"How's that," Jason played coy.
"You know... in the car...at the airport."
"You mean in the backseat," Jason said jokingly.
"Well, we don't need the backseat anymore," Sheila stated. "We can stay right here and use the bed."
"Oh, yeah," Jason mused.
"What's this acting uninterested," Sheila scolded. "You need encouragement?"
Jason watched as she brazenly spread her legs. The short skirt rode high up on her thighs letting the light from the desk behind him illuminate her legs. He looked this time and was shocked to not see any panties at all. Instead her dark shaved pussy greeted his hungry eyes immediately. Jason's expression must have given away his thoughts based on Sheila's next comment.
"Surprised, big boy?" Sheila queried merrily.
"I little," Jason said, recovering somewhat. "It was pretty daring to walk around like that, girl."
"Actually, I tried to flash you the moment you came into my room," Sheila admitted. "I've been hot for you all day thinking about you coming over. I wanted you to fuck me right then and there, Jason."
"But...,"
"Doesn't matter," Sheila said about her virginity. "I want you to be my first."
"You sure about this?" Jason said halfheartedly, but scolded himself at the same time for being such a gentleman.
"Definitely... I'm ready... as long as it's with you."
"But...,"
"You just going to sit there or are you going to come over here and get this?" Sheila asked leaning back on her elbows on the bed which exposed more of her beautiful mocha skinned pussy to his view.
Jason wasn't sure what expression his face showed but if it looked anything like the desperation in his eyes had for that pussy, it was probably evident what he really wanted. He stood and in doing so suddenly noticed his cock was already responding for him. He took the two steps toward the bed as Sheila sat back up to greet him.
"Let me help you," Sheila offered, her eyes now focused below his belt at the rising bulge.
