Grad school was kicking my ass. I knew that school was difficult but this was the next level. I was constantly playing catchup as I tried to juggle a full-time job and going to school full time.
I would find myself doing homework at my office job. I was a copywriter for an advertising agency. The job was dull but it paid the bills. I was going to grad school for Psychology which had always been my passion.
There was a ray of light during these hard times as I was in several classes with the hottest girls in my program. Sadie and Kristen were both fascinated with psychology as much as I was. Sadie was a brunette who wore vintage eyeglasses and had a curvy figure that made my mouth water. Her ass was nice and plump and I found myself getting hard as she walked around. Kristen was a blonde with a petite frame but with a nice firm ass that I would glance at whenever we are on break during our classes. They were both very pretty.
They had clicked on the first day of school and spent their breaks hanging out with each other. I would glance over at them from time to time. My eyes would roam over their bodies and my cock would stiffen in my pants. Many times I would find myself daydreaming about the things I would do to them. I wanted to have Sadie's pussy in my mouth and Kristen riding my cock. I wanted to run my hands all over their bodies.
Sometimes, they would catch me looking at them and they would give me a small smile. I would smile back and try not to stare at them again. I did not want to come off as a creep. We got to know each other as the professor would put us into groups and we discovered that we had a lot in common. They were also working full-time and had similar musical tastes as I did.
We would talk about the classes and how much work we had to do. I was surprised to discover that they were also having a hard time with the workload. We decided to form a group outside of class so that we could help each other out.
Our first meeting was at Sadie's home. She lived with her parents in a two-story home that had an immaculate lawn. When I stepped inside, I was amazed at the amount of artwork that covered the walls. There were paintings everywhere.
We sat down in the living room and took out our books and began to work. We had decided to tackle as much of the work as we could so that we could be ahead of the class. I was excited to do this because I felt like I was always playing catchup with the workload.
We spent that first hour working furiously and I was amazed at how hardworking they both were. They dived into the material and their focus did not waver at all. I, on the other hand, would look at them intermittently as we worked. I couldn't help myself.
