She sat behind me in Algebra class most days.
I hadn’t noticed her before. She seemed dorky and geeky and shy and a whole host of other things that would make her invisible to most men.
Well one day I was late to class, because I’d just gotten lucky with a girl I was seeing. And by just I mean, minutes before class back in my dorm room.
Normally I would have just knocked off class, but we were supposed to have a quiz that day, so I had an alarm set to remind me. Well when it went off I was balls deep in my lady, so I finished quickly with a totally awkward “sorry”. Then I scrambled, and in my haste, just grabbed jeans and my t-shirt and didn’t bother to locate my underwear. That’d turn out to be rather fortuitous.
So I arrived in class and I could see her staring. It was strange, I certainly recognized her but I don’t think I’d ever really seen her before that day. Not in any real way. But she looked at me, almost through me, it was like she could tell I was commando?
There was no way of course, but, through some weird instinct I winked at her. I saw a wry smile cross her lips before she diverted her gaze to the floor.
Class came and went and was uneventful. But when I stood up and went to leave our eyes met again, and this time, she winked back. As if she’d spent the entire class working up the nerve.
I said, “Hey my name is…”
And she reached down, with one of her slender fingers, and pressed it to my lips and whispered, “I don’t really want to know…” then she motioned her head toward the end of the row (as if I wasn’t already going there) and said, “come on.”
Then she walked much more confidently than I could have imaged just ahead of me down her aisle.
I followed slightly behind, and slightly amused. I wasn’t sure what the fuck was going on exactly, I was under her spell is the only way I could describe it later when I replayed the events in my head.
She didn’t stop at the end of the row, just went down the stairs and out into the common area and walked toward the exit to the building.
I don’t know what made me do it, but I followed her. I had to skip and hustle to catch up.
When I finally got to her, it was just before the door. I put my hand on her shoulder and she spun around with a visible fright. She took a step back.
I was shocked, I thought, she was welcoming my, not exactly touch, but my presence. I couldn’t see what was wrong with my ac…
She looked me in the eyes with an intensity like fire and with a confidence that didn’t seem to suit her said, “Only I do the touching, do you understand?”
I let out a weak, “Okay…”
And she said, “You seem different today. What is different about you?”
She had me completely off guard and off my game so I just answered honestly but awkwardly, “I’m going com… I’m not wearing any underwear.”
I felt so stupid saying it, I didn’t know why I was saying it.
She looked deep into my eyes, “Why?”
I answered this strange dorky siren, “Because I just finished having sex.”
And she licked her lips and said, “Good… I want to taste her.”
Then she took me by the hand, and lead me from the building and into a whole new world of naughty.
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[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f938y5/mf_nerdy_girl_from_algebra_part_2/)
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I need to know how this ends.