So this was Chicago. Big. Noisy. Cars everywhere! People moving too quickly. Smelly. Oh yeah, smelling of hydrocarbons, dust, people. Fuck, what a dump. My initial excitement had declined rapidly when I realized, I'm not in Kansas any more, Toto!
Okay, I graduated with high grades and won a scholarship to a college in, or rather, near, Chicago, Ill. A small town boy moving into a great big world. What the fuck did I know? I struggled to find my way to the college, then hunted around for what my paperwork described as "the best route" to my accommodation. I saw the campus buildings, passed the sign that said I was nearly there, but after that- what a mess.
Freshmen always get treated like shit, and this place was no different. I did ask some people where I could find my dorm, but all I got was either a blank look or confusing directions that led me nowhere. I got fed up here, and headed back to what I thought would have been the admin building, but turned out it wasn't. I headed off to the next building and this was a dorm, my dorm! I found it completely by accident.
I got in the door and looked around for someone to talk to and realized I was alone. There was supposed to be someone here, pointing people out to where they should be, what rooms they were allocated to and with keys. I saw a mobile whiteboard with a couple of pages stuck on it. They held names and room allocations. It wasn't supposed to be co-ed, but there were an awful lot of girls names on the list. I saw my name with room and floor numbers. There was no elevator, so had to carry my bags up two flights to my room, that's okay I'm big and strong.
I located my room and the door was locked. Fuck me, what else is gonna go wrong today? I heard someone come out of their room, "Ha, another early arrival. thank fuck I'm not alone. Hi, my name's Paul!"
Paul was not tall, maybe 5'6" and quite the reedy type. He only needed a pair of coke bottle glasses to complete the serious nerd image. "Hi, I'm David," I replied, "And how do I get into my room?"
"Ah, yeah, someone fucked up. I had to go down to the bursar's office and get a key," Paul answered, "Look, put your stuff in my room and I can show you where to go. I was headed to the campus cafe for a bite and a coffee. Get your key, join me there afterward and we can sort you out."
What the fuck? An offer like that? Is this guy real? "Okay," I said, "Really appreciate it," I cast my suspicions aside, thinking if there was an issue, it was not going to end well for him.
"Not a problem, I'm new here too and gonna need someone big and strong on my side sooner or later," he laughed.
We headed to the bursar's office, and yeah, I learned something about where Paul came from, and why he's looking for some protection already. I also found out he was gay and at the time, it was still a bit risky for a small town boy to come out like he did. No threat to me at all, in fact, he was my best man at my wedding. He had it rough so he's not going to fuck me around. Paul went on to the cafeteria, and I went into the office.
Entering I was a little lost but found the office was mostly empty. Then I saw her. Her name was Shannon. She had to be in her late 20's or early 30's, no ring, A nice colored tan, so a sun lover. I didn't notice anything but her tits until she stood up and went to a cupboard to get my key. Fucking hell, a figure, a DD for sure, slim waist, really decent hips and what an ass. Oh, I love older women!
I really love big, rounded women, and she had dark hair, raven, with big dark eyes, full lips, I was blown away with her beauty. She must get this every day, and I tried to be totally cool, calm and collected. If I gazed at her tits at all, I knew my pants were going to tent. I was polite, but her outward sexuality was overwhelming. We started talking, well, she asked questions and I stumbled over some answers.
I couldn't believe it when she told me what a handsome young man I was. I had never had anyone say that before not even my grandma. I really was being swept up by her. She was flirting! Every time she moved, her breasts would sway. She used any excuse stand and turn her back on me, I really couldn't help myself, and knew I was caught more than once staring at that gorgeous ass. Then she asked me out. Out to dinner! My first night on campus. This isn't real! I had to accept. This beauty was really thinking about fucking me! I just knew it!
A little about me. I never really knew my mom, she dumped me onto my grandparents because, I had always assumed, she was single and just too young to look after me. They were unfailingly kind and took great care of me, perhaps a little too well, a little over protective, you might say, especially when it came to girls. I had only had two dates in high school and was still a virgin. I know, not that common today, but for real, I am that big and strong, six foot at fourteen, which just seemed to intimidate the girls. There were a few of the women in my hometown that looked like they could have been interested, but I was too young, or too close, or would create too many problems for them so it just never happened for me. Perhaps it was going to change now. Shannon looked like she knew what she wanted and I seemed to fit that bill.
She gave me instructions on where and when to meet with her, not far off campus, as it wouldn't look to good for her if she was to pick me up at my dorm. I couldn't fault her logic, but really wondered if she was setting me up. I decided not, her interest in me seemed too genuine. I dressed somewhat formally and went to to location she named. At the right time, she pulled up in her car and motioned me in. She was just beautiful. A cape covered her dress, but her legs, even though stockinged, were still clearly visible.
She took me to this fancy restaurant where I hoped I wouldn't make too much of a country bumpkin fool of myself. The conversation was pleasant as we arrived, then she removed her cape, her dress was stunning on her. I'd seen enough movies to realize that I was going to get lucky that night. We had a good meal, she had two glasses of wine while I kept to the soft drinks. Afterward, she took me to her place, three storied mansion actually, with walk-in robes, private bathrooms and a heated pool, a little outside the suburbs and not too far from the college.
Inviting me in, she removed her cape, and I was so badly intimidated. She led me to the den, and after a little small talk, I had no idea of what to do next. All I could do was look at this beautiful pair of tits. Shannon said, "David, I didn't wear this dress to stay warm,"
"Sorry," I replied looking away, "I just didn't want you to think I am some kind of pervert,"
She smiled, stood and I saw her slide the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders. She watched me as she peeled the dress off her, exposing her strapless bra. She turned away as the dress gathered at her hips and she started swaying her ass at me. I'm surprised my zip didn't break open with the strength and speed of my erection. She was looking over her shoulder at me, holding the dress tight over her ass, and whispered, "Do you like what you see, David?" She inched a little closer
I could barely get it out, "Yes!"
"What is it you like, David?" She took a small step bringing her closer still.
"It's- it's beautiful,"
"You like my ass?" She shimmied it at me.
"Oh yeah!"
She pulled the dress over her hips and allowed it to slide down her legs to the floor. "You like girls with a full ass, David?" Shannon stepped out of her dress and her glossy, well tanned ass cheeks were so close now.
