Hey all, this is my first go at writing any sort of erotic literature, so any comments or critiques are welcome. Thanks, and happy reading!
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I wasn’t in a good place.
Understand that this doesn’t absolve me of my guilt. I knew that then and I know it now. But, that doesn’t change the fact that it may well have been some of the best sex of my life. The taboo, the risk of getting caught. I couldn’t get enough.
I had known Alex for the better part of the year at this point. In yet another bid to find my calling, I was taking programming classes at my university. Turns out, I was terrible at it. By the time I came to that particular realization, it was too late to drop the classes, so I swallowed my pride and asked Alex for help. Despite his demeanor, and looks, he was more than willing to help me out. Standing roughly my height, his dark brown hair came down past his shoulders, and his whole wardrobe seemed to consist of band t-shirts, whose names were nigh indecipherable. We really hadn’t talked much, but it was well known that he was gifted at programming, and as a bonus, the few times we’d talked prior to this, he maintained eye contact without his gaze drifting down to my breasts, unlike so many of the men living in the dorm. All that to say, I figured I could trust him, and he would be willing to help.