A Cheating Student (Closed)

[Woe_Foe]

~Name: Lillie Dubois
~Hair: Naturally blonde hair
~Eyes: Deep green eyes
~Height: 5'10"
~Body type: Toned and voluptuous body
~Other: Faint French accent
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It hasn't been that long since I came here to the United States as a foreign exchange student. My college, École Supérieure International de Notre-Dame, essentially made travel a focus point for its students; every student had to visit at least one foreign country and by the time that you graduated, become perfectly trilingual. Admittedly, the latter wasn't an issue for me as I already learned English and Spanish from my parents; they are both business people, my father being the Vice-President of a cosmetics company and my mother being a successful financial consultant. They haven't been around all that much throughout my young life, so I was mostly raised by my rather conservative nanny, of all people. I haven't resentful towards my biological parents though, as I knew that he had to work to support us all. In fact, in a strange way, I admired them and what they did; especially upon seeing how important they both were to their workplace. It inspired me, I guess, to try to get into business like them. So, through constant studying, I believed that I was well in my way to becoming big-shots like them. Naturally, this meant that between late study sessions at the library and internships that both my mom and dad had graciously offered me, I didn't have much time for any kind of social life, which I suppose wasn't that bad. My parents, when they would visit, would reassure me that friendships from teenage years rarely last, so I wasn't missing anything grand. Still, even going through the motions, I couldn't help but feel a little lonely and even depressed - more so when the other students from my school would make me seem as if I was a snob for not wanting to talk to them. So, I was more than happy to have met Pierre. He was incredibly ambitious, perhaps even more than I, seeing as he planned on becoming a CEO one day. I couldn't help but admire that trait of his and it didn't take too long before we started dating. In fact, by the time that we both entered college, we were dating for well over a year.

It turns out that Pierre was quite the jealous type. While I wasn't miss popularity back in Paris, I still had quite my share of admirers there. There was no mistaking it, I'm quite endowed and as most men would say a ''bombshell''; naturally blonde hair which reaches to my shoulders, bright green eyes, pale soft skin, a toned body given my hours of yoga practice, long luscious legs, large 38DDD cup breasts and a firm backside - or at least, these are all the attributes that men have complimented me on throughout the years. I was actually a bit worried for Pierre as, while he was quite confrontational, he wasn't the toughest man around. Thankfully, his attitude alone could intimidate most people. He wasn't extremely possessive of me, don't get me wrong, he just knew how I didn't want any of that attention, especially seeing as I just wanted to study and nothing else. I loved him already, I think. But upon telling my parents this, they would either laugh or shake their heads before saying:

"Everyone says that when they're in their first relationship"

or
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"You're only nineteen years old. You have no idea what love is; you're just infatuated. Just enjoy college."

I'd get offended with them saying infatuated, as it made it seem (at least to me) that they were implying that I was craving sexual behavior; which I wasn't. Thanks to the nanny around the house, I strongly opposed the idea of having sex before I was married. Pierre wasn't put off at this in the slightest, so I knew that he was the man for me.

Anyway, that's besides the point. Going over to what I said earlier, I eventually made it to New York city, where I'd be accommodated into student residence. The university seemed nice and the buildings were well-kept, despite it being a public college (I was initially told back in France that I was unfortunate to have not been placed into a private university). I suppose that I was lucky and ended up in simply a quaint neighborhood with good and responsible people. Although I still avoided too much popularity, I already made a few friends thanks to Pierre. So far, everything seem perfect. I did have to meet my guide today, as I was still prone to getting lost. My boyfriend unfortunately couldn't attend, so it looked like I was alone in this.

Speaking of which, I should probably log off my laptop right now. I'm supposed to meet this guide of mine in ten minutes!

 

[The_shadow_rising]

~Trent Maynard~
19 year-old
6' 5" tall
Short dark hair, usually slightly gelled
Sometimes clean-shaven, others very fine stubble
Dark brown eyes

(Personality: Known as 'The Dunker' due to being the university's top basketball player...and his reputation for success with women. Very confident, very cocky, cares little for who he upsets or any trouble he causes, largely because of his natural talents and his ability to get away with almost anything due to his sporting skills)

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Trent Maynard leaned against the wall to the gym, one foot resting on the bricks behind him as he arrogantly watched the crowds of students busying around the large New York campus, going here and there on whatever errand or to whatever class, or just sitting in the sun, enjoying the nice weather that had finally decided to show itself this year.

Mostly, though, he watched all of the incredibly fine women that paced through the campus grounds, and damn were there some fine examples of womanhood passing by. Like the brunette who had on a pair of stonewashed jeans that clung almost like a second skin to her legs and tight ass as she bent over to pick up a book she dropped, or her redheaded friend that was wearing a dress that not only showed off her perfectly toned legs, but also swung so low that when she helped the blonde pick up the book Trent could clearly see that today she had decided not to wear a bra.

Smiling to himself as he turned the piece of paper over in his hands idly, the tall, muscular basketball player continued to enjoy the feminine sights as he waited somewhat patiently for the woman he had heard so much about. He had only seen a picture of her face so far, and fuck was she gorgeous, but what he had heard about her body not only made Trent smile to himself smugly, but also made him not too worried about missing her in a crowd. Even in this lovely crowd.

Of course, the paper in his hand that officially, and fortunately generically, introduced him as the univeristy's 'buddy' guide for the two new international students, wasn't actually his. Well, it was now, as was the job to be their 'buddy' almost all day every day for the next couple of weeks, but it wasn't when he had calmly found Neil Howard walking in this direction having been given the job to escort the buxom beauty that Trent had heard so much about around the campus. Neil hadn't even required a threat, nor had he even required the vague excuse that Trent had thought up - that the university's star basketball player was surely a far better 'guide' than some random honour-roll nerd - no, Neil only wanted a promise that he could sit in on the next 'live show' that Trent sent to his friends. And so, here he was, waiting for the French beauty to make her appearance 'outside the gym's double doors' the note said.

He knew that he was early, he had wanted to make sure that the new girl saw him as responsible the first time she saw him, so that he could slowly get her to lower any defenses that she had put up by being in a strange place...and also in case she had heard about Trent's reputation; well, the one about women anyway.

He was well known around the university for his charm, luck with the ladies, and how many he had actually bedded. Of course, he hadn't had sex with as many as the rumours said, as Trent was picky about the women who he fucked. Some he slept with, others he only let suck his dick...sometimes two at a time. But the one thing that was true about the rumours was how adept he was at tripping all of those women into bed. He had earned that, not only with several student women, but also with his brother's fiance and one of the English professors. That latter conquest had been how he had found out about 'Lillie Dubois', as the thirty-six year-old professor's husband worked with the exchange unit and he had found the information about Lillie in the file on her desk after he had...helped with her research.

And so here he was...dressed in his long red, NBA t-shirt that one of the scouts had given him a month ago, his black tracksuit trousers and his large white sneakers. His pair of designer shades were pushed up so that he could keep a clear eye out for 'Lillie' and her boyfriend...whoever that was. Trent hadn't paid that much attention to that part, except for the fact that it just made getting the French girl under him that much hotter.

Smiling as he popped a stick of gum in his mouth, Trent relished the thought doing just that just from the picture he had seen...but especially if the rumours were true...
...He was just imagining slamming the woman in that picture over the desk in the house that he shared with five others of his team mates, when he turned his head and suddenly all of those rumours were proven very true, as his eyes fell on the busty sight of a blonde bombshell...

...The basketball star's grin grew deeper as he lounged against the wall, waiting for her to come to him - they always did in the end - knowing that she would recognize that it was he who she was meant to meet by that stupidly vague description on the 'guide letter'...

 

[Woe_Foe]

I went into a panic when I realized how I was going to show up late. Luckily for me, my hair wasn't a mess so I didn't have to worry about that. I did tie it up behind my head, forming a pony tail so that a gust of wind wouldn't ruin my appearance. I was quite picky when it came to my hair, taking quite good care of it.

Before heading out by the door, I glanced at myself in the mirror. I was dressed fine; nothing too fancy and at the very least, made me seem like your ordinary, out of the mill, freshman here at the college. I wore a tight white tank top, which showed just a tad of cleavage (more so than I would have liked, but whatever...) ending right near my hip, showing just a little bit of bare skin until my blue jeans came into view; unknowing to me that in certain angles, a glimpse of my black panties could be seen. I quickly put on my three-inch heels before walking out the door, cursing myself for not having put on a more supportive bra (the hefty orbs bounced ever so slightly with every step I took).

The streets were a little too crowded for my taste, but I should have figured that New York city would have been anything but tranquil. I took out from my pocket the folded letter that I had received. Near the school's gym, I was supposed to meet up with my guide, who judging from the time was probably waiting for me, for him to help me familiarize myself with the campus. Simple enough...Though I just wish that I knew how he looked. There were quite a few people around still, so I tried my best to look for someone who appeared to be waiting, eventually my eyes going to one man leaning over the wall so nonchalantly. Maybe that was him? His eyes did meet mine, and he did smile...

I walked over to him and smiled back, before asking in my always soft tone; "Hi, are you the guide? I'm Lillie Dubois."

 

[The_shadow_rising]

The tall dark-haired student watched with a most appreciative smirk as he saw the voluptuous French girl walking towards him dressed in an outfit that would have been ordinary on any of the other women around campus, but on her seemed...well, downright sexy. The way her ordinary blue jeans seemed to show off her legs that much more because of the glorious...globes, was the only word Trent could think of...that bounced liberally within the aching confines of her white top that showed a little of her toned stomach. Fuck, his smile deepened as he saw her. The rumours were all perfectly true.

And her face! Damn, the way her long blonde hair swished and swung behind her as she walked towards him, glancing around the campus, was sexy as hell, and Trent imagined that exact same movement as the busty blonde bobbed her gorgeous face up and down the length of his hard dick...damn but that would be hotter than fucking those glorious breasts of hers...and that had been in his mind since the moment he had heard about her. That and a few other things. But still, watching as the gorgeous, shapely woman spotted him and began over, Trent knew that he had made the right decision in coming here today. Now all he had to do was get this knockout riding his cock...

...the thought never even entered his mind about her boyfriend being a problem.

And so, as he saw her coming over, he let his smirk fade into a friendly smile and pushed himself to stand straight, carefully enjoying the slight view down her top from his greater height - careful in that he didn't ogle her too much, but he still let her see that he appreciated her every asset - before he held out a hand to take hers as she walked over and introduced herself.

"Hi, are you the guide? I'm Lillie Dubois."

Trent took her hand in his and smiled, chewing his gum as he watched her face for a moment and then nodded.

"I am, and it's very nice to meet you Lillie" He replied to her finally, seeming both charming and emphasizing the words 'very nice' in a way that seemed to imply a little more than simply it was pleasant to see her.

However Trent gave her no time to overly wonder about the small move, before he said "I'm Trent, Trent Maynard, Captain of the university's basketball team" He paused for a moment to wait for any recognition on his name, before he continued "But people also call me Dunker, mostly because I'm the university's best player. Which, Lillie, is why they asked me to be your personal escort for a couple of weeks, as they thought that I could show you around, take you out to see what places there are, and...what...there is to 'do'. I'll be sure to make it a lot of fun for you" He finished with a glint in his eyes as he smiled ravishingly down at her.

"Before we go though, I have to say, vous êtes très belle, mademoiselle" He added, making sure to keep his eyes on her face so that she didn't think that he was simply after her body...or even perhaps saying anything but a polite compliment...and as she smiled Trent grinned inside to himself. Each step brought him closer to bending her over his desk.

As he turned to walk down the pillar-lined walkway that surrounded the enormous gym, heading in the direction of the building that the note said held the department whose subject she was majoring in, Trent asked as if as an after thought, "I thought you were supposed to be with someone else, a...guy?" He asked the question deliberately offhandedly as if the only real attention he had paid was to seeing her - which it was - knowing that the gorgeous blonde couldn't fail but to notice his focus of attention.

While she thought about it, Trent smiled inside to himself more as he guardedly watched the gorgeous woman's jiggling tits bounce lightly with each step within the straining confines of her top. Damn but he wanted to just stare at her hot body, but he knew that before he did, he needed to break the ice...then...then he would break her in, hard, fast, and in more ways than she imagined...

 

[Woe_Foe]

Once I had approached him, the stranger looked at me pretty attentively; or rather, as most people would say, he was checking me out. I shyed away, pretending that I didn't notice - something that I did with most men who would admire my body. There was something different the way that he did it though...I just couldn't pin point what it was just yet. Anyway, I looked to his face when he spoke; "I am, and it's very nice to meet you Lillie" before taking my hand into his own. My smaller, delicate hand paled in comparison to his own. I thought that he was going to shake it, as it was a custom here, but instead he simply held it, as if just to feel my skin. I naturally blushed a tad, as no other guy, other than Pierre, would even linger his hand on me.

"I'm Trent, Trent Maynard, Captain of the university's basketball team."

Trent Maynard...? Somehow, it felt as if I should have known that name from somewhere. Maybe someone spoke about him back in residence? I suppose that was normal, as he was (apparently) the captain of the basketball team. He did have the physique for it - he was tall and pretty well built. More so than Pierre, obviously, who didn't really care for athletics.

"But people also call me Dunker, mostly because I'm the university's best player. Which, Lillie, is why they asked me to be your personal escort for a couple of weeks, as they thought that I could show you around, take you out to see what places there are, and...what...there is to 'do'. I'll be sure to make it a lot of fun for you"

I thought about what he had said and I suppose that it wasn't bad, having the school's best player to show me around. I found it odd that he went with 'player' and not basketball player. Maybe he just wanted to shorten it out and not seem like he was showing off? Yes, that was probably it. I didn't want to become popular like him though, so I hope that too much socializing wasn't involve for the fun part that he mentioned.

"Before we go though, I have to say, vous êtes très belle, mademoiselle"

I blushed again, a bit more than before, from his comment here. He knew French too?

"Merci beaucoup monsieur. Vous êtes trop gentil!" I replied with a warm smile.

Afterwards, he didn't waste any time to begin showing my around campus. I wondered in the back of my mind if I should have brought a bag with me, with a notebook or something. I neglected to so, because I wanted to fit in, I guess. Pierre told me that seeming too prepared would rub people off in the wrong way.

"I thought you were supposed to be with someone else, a...guy?"

"A guy? Oh, you mean Pierre?" I asked, snapping out of my thoughts "Yes, my boyfriend was supposed come with us, but he decided not to show up at the last minute. He said that he didn't need the tour." before laughing a bit. "It's just like him and I know that he'll need my help later on."

That's when my phone rang and I saw that I had received a text message from Pierre, asking me how the tour was going. I obviously sent a quick reply, before looking back at Trent and said: "I'm sorry, someone just texted me." before thinking that maybe I was supposed to give the guide my number as well "Oh, am I supposed to give you my number too? I figure that it would be best, in case that I get lost somewhere through the semester." I added with a bright smile.

 

[The_shadow_rising]

"A guy? Oh, you mean Pierre? Yes, my boyfriend was supposed come with us, but he decided not to show up at the last minute. He said that he didn't need the tour. It's just like him and I know that he'll need my help later on."

The stunning French girl replied to his question and Trent let himself smile, maybe just a touch more pleased than he should have but he doubted that Lillie would know that the tall guy walking beside her was thinking that her boyfriend had just played her into Trent's large hands...and his bed.

He was about to reply when her phone sounded.

"I'm sorry, someone just texted me. Oh, am I supposed to give you my number too? I figure that it would be best, in case that I get lost somewhere through the semester."

Trent could have laughed to himself. Could this day get any better or was this curvaceous blonde just throwing herself at him? He knew, of course, that it was the former from the slightly hesitant, yet trying to be friendly, expression that Lillie had, but still, Trent couldn't help but think that 'Pierre' - he mentally made fun of the guy's name in his head - just kept giving him openings, and Trent would definitely not pass them up.

"Yeah, I'll give you mine and then you call me" He replied in a friendly, yet oh-so-slightly authoritative tone, as he wrote his number on the palm of her hand in black pen, smiling inside as he added his name and thought about her boyfriend seeing it written that way rather than more formally, before he added as if just thinking of it, "Oh, and with everything being internet based nowadays, the university tries to encourage social networking and what not, so I'll give you my Facebook, Skype, and uni email address as well. That way if you need anything I'll be even easier to reach, and it can help with getting to know what's going on around here."

Adding those under his name, or 'Dunker'...again to make it look like she had been given two guy's details...on her other slender hand, Trent continued to show her around, enjoying the view of her tight jean-clad ass as he stepped back while he showed her the central statue in the campus, feeling his dick stir as he cautiously watched her large rack jiggle and bounce as she walked to match his large pace up the large concrete stair case that led to the more social areas of the campus, and smiled to himself as the day just seemed to turn even more in his favour as they stood in an empty elevator that soon packed on the next floor, which meant - as he was the only one she knew - that Lillie moved closer to him until her luscious breasts were pressed firmly into his side.

The day only got better for the tall athlete, though...

As they walked down one of the extensive campus streets, Trent talked to her, smiling to himself as he listened to her...and at his next move to get this gorgeous woman to open her legs for him.

"So how long have you and..." Trent cleared his throat to cover himself as he tried stop from laughing "...Pierre, been together? Must be pretty serious if you both moved all this way together." ...then he added with a sly, mostly-concealed smirk, "You don't get that a lot around here, experience what they can from life. You know, so that they don't see everything just from one point of view...kind of like leaving your own country to see that it's not the only culture and way of doing things..."

His words were clearly about relationships, however not only did he know that the way he said them - so conversationally, yet with a slight experienced, authoritative edge - but what he was saying made them seem more, intellectually correct, rather than simply just trying to say the same things that her parents had. He didn't glance at her this time as he finished with...

"I'm surprised that I smart lady like you chose to get caught up in a dogmatic viewpoint, especially as you chose to broaden your horizons by coming here, on your own" He said, still not looking at her as they walked, speaking with no condemnation for her choice, but rather as if he was just surprised by her...intellectually...knowing now that the little French he could speak, which mainly included compliments, would add to his air of sophistication. That was why he did glance at her then, and gave her his best smile "Good for you, good for you."

The double edge to his words were equally clear; on one hand he seemed to be supporting her, yet on the other, pushing her into thinking that her choice was not the most intellectually valid one...the fact that he had said that she had come to the country alone...just after mentioning her boyfriend...well, that was just the cherry on the cake.

Lillie's expression made Trent's smile spread inside. One more crack and soon she would begin to let her guard down...then he could really start to turn her on. For now, he had to take one step at a time. He hated it, as he just wanted to tear this woman's clothes off and nail her against the tree that they walked passed - right there in the day-lit street - but 'Rome wasn't built in a day' they said.

"Here's where I live" He said to her as they stopped outside of the house he shared with some of his team "Anytime you want me, just come over" ...damn but he loved saying that to her, even while trying to sound mostly friendly...despite the undertone carrying across as his eyes too obviously remained on her beautiful face... "I mean it, day or...night...you need anything, even if you're just feeling lonely, you come over here and I'll take care of you..." Oh yes he would... "That's what I'm here for" He finished, holding up the piece of paper again before they walked on.

"I'll need to know where you live too" He said as they continued on "...and your boyfriend. Oh, and I'll need to know if you stay at his a lot, or him at yours...just so I know where to find you both most often. And I'll need his number"

That last made Trent smirk inside as he thought of the camera on his phone...

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Yeah, I'll give you mine and then you call me"
"Sure thing." I replied with a smile.

Without further ado, I was prepared to type his phone number into my phone...that is, until he simply wrote his number on my hand without even asking me. I was surprised, as it seemed incredibly unnecessary to me, but I guess that it wasn't such a big deal. I'd type it into my phone later and wash this off before Pierre got to see it. He'd flip out especially seeing that Trent took the opportunity to write his name along with it.

"Oh, and with everything being internet based nowadays, the university tries to encourage social networking and what not, so I'll give you my Facebook, Skype, and uni email address as well. That way if you need anything I'll be even easier to reach, and it can help with getting to know what's going on around here."

"Good idea. I guess that I can bother you there too." I replied with a genuine smile, taken by surprise yet again when he took my other hand and wrote all the other details on it. Putting 'Dunker' on it, it almost seemed to me that he was signing my skin with his trademark nickname. I didn't think too much about this, as I'm sure that he just wanted to be helpful and for me to not forget his name. Which was nice, I guess, because I was horrible at remembering them.

After this, Trent gradually showed me around, occasionally letting me go first into places that we've already been to, just to make sure that I remember. He seemed like such a good guy, given that he seemed like he really did want me to learn the ropes around here. I was a bit worried that he was checking me out, though that concern was pushed aside when I realized that he was just trying to help me out. That said, I wasn't worried when we get stuck in a crowded elevator and I was pushed up against him, my large breasts pressing against his side. I wasn't someone who enjoyed too much silence when I was hanging around someone, so I took this opportunity to seem friendlier by taking out my phone and texting him simply:

"Hi."

And smiled playfully as he picked up his phone and looked at me. Once again, I did this because I didn't want to seem rude. Anyway, before I knew it, we were back on the street again and walked around talking. Gradually, our conversation moved to my relationship when Trent said:

"So how long have you and...Pierre, been together? Must be pretty serious if you both moved all this way together."

"We've been together for over a year now. We figured that it'd be more fun if we both chose the same place. We're almost inseparable."
"You don't get that a lot around here, experience what they can from life. You know, so that they don't see everything just from one point of view...kind of like leaving your own country to see that it's not the only culture and way of doing things..."
"Hm? I guess..." I replied hesitantly. Just what did he mean?
"I'm surprised that I smart lady like you chose to get caught up in a dogmatic viewpoint, especially as you chose to broaden your horizons by coming here, on your own" he said, making me almost think that he was putting our decision to come here together down. That is, until he finished by saying:"Good for you, good for you."

"Yep, thanks! My parents really didn't understand why we did what we did either." I said as we walked. Though I appeared sure of myself, in the back of my mind I went over what he said. Did he have a point? No, going over here didn't mean that I had to abandon everything just to have a completely new experience. That might have worked for some people, but it wasn't for me - or Pierre. "You're a pretty smart guy, you know." I added with a smile as I looked at him as we walked. Whether I agreed with him or not, it still made me think.

Pretty soon we stopped, and I wondered why. Until...

"Here's where I live. Anytime you want me, just come over. I mean it, day or...night...you need anything, even if you're just feeling lonely, you come over here and I'll take care of you...That's what I'm here for"

Oh, so here's where he lived. It wasn't too far from my residence, so I figured that we'd be seeing a lot of each other.

"Thanks, I'll make sure to do that." I answered, chuckling as he showed me the paper when he said "That's what I'm here for".

"I'll need to know where you live too...and your boyfriend. Oh, and I'll need to know if you stay at his a lot, or him at yours...just so I know where to find you both most often. And I'll need his number"

"Oh okay, follow me then. I think that I know the way." I said cheerfully, as I walked with him, leading him to my residence building which was about two blocks away. "Here it is. I live on the fifth floor." I added, pointing at the floor from outside, thinking that it wasn't necessary to go with him inside. After this, I looked over to the street right in front of mine and pointed at another ten floor building. "That's where Pierre lives. He lives on the top floor, so he got pretty lucky, I guess."

"We tend to stay at our separate dorms mostly. But occasionally, I'll visit him in his room, because I find it a lot nicer than mine." I replied with a grin, before texting Trent my boyfriend's number. "There. Done! So is that the end of the tour?" I asked, while we stood in front of my building. Either way, I guess that I'd talk to him later tonight via Facebook or Skype. It was nice to know that I made a friend who had it made here.

 

[The_shadow_rising]

Trent had smiled inwardly as Lillie said in her cute French accent - that would sound so fucking hot while she was begging him to fuck her - about him being smart. Oh he was, he knew that, but if there was one thing he knew about was women.

A guy could sleep with a lot of women, some would sleep with anyone who showed interest, but the one's who were worth the fuck, those that could actually be called 'conquests' were those you had to work for to get between their thighs...and any guy who tried to just hit on such a woman was sure to get shot down fast.

Trent on the other hand, knew that any woman could be seduced - unless she either didn't like guys at all or in a very rare instance - but you just had to know how to ease your way passed her defences...let her let you in...once passed those, the rest followed until she was on her back crying out your name as you pummeled into her hot pussy...and that was exactly what this gorgeous blonde would be doing soon enough...but a guy did have to be smart.

He listened as she spoke about her boyfriend, and smiled at her as she so quickly led him to where she stayed.

"Here it is. I live on the fifth floor."

She said before turning to point across the street

"That's where Pierre lives. He lives on the top floor, so he got pretty lucky, I guess. We tend to stay at our separate dorms mostly. But occasionally, I'll visit him in his room, because I find it a lot nicer than mine."

Marking both places in his mind, Trent nodded as she finished by asking if the tour was over. Glancing up at her residence again, the tall athlete thought about suggesting going in, but he finally decided that that would be too soon and so instead smiled at her pleasantly.

"You know, if your dorm isn't up to scratch I should know, the uni will want to know about it." He suggested, rather than asked, wondering if she would let him see her place but making it sound as if his only interest was 'official'. If not, Trent knew that that would work when he had made her feel more comfortable. "As for the official tour, yeah that's pretty much it. Though..." He added with a friendly grin "...I am under strict orders to make sure that you fit in and don't feel alone, and to help make sure that you make friends and enjoy your time here...while working hard of course. But speaking as a dedicated athlete, I know not only how hard you have to work for what you want, but also how important it is not to forget to let off steam and relax. So unless you want to get me in trouble you're going to have to help me out, ok?"

He said it all in a way to make Lillie laugh, holding his hand to his heart as if joking about something that was actually true.

"Perhaps we can sort something out later on Facebook, yeah? Nothing too big, it's best to ease you in, like, say, a coffee tomorrow?" He asked with his best smile, waiting for her answer before glancing up towards her boyfriend's building, wondering if he could see Trent - a tall attractive guy - talking with his gorgeous blonde girlfriend. That gave the dark-haired athlete a tantalizing idea.

"Alright, well I'll let you go, but if you want to talk or hang out at any point, or need me, get in touch." He said, half turning before he pretended to remember something, and apparently hesitated to add, "Ah yeah, there is one last thing. It's kind of a tradition around here to welcome new arrivals, especially exchange students, into the 'family'."

With that Trent, not able to keep himself from quickly enjoying the view of every inch of this gorgeous woman, gave her an apologetic look as he extended his arms, and said, "Every new student is supposed to receive a hug from at least some of the other students, kind of like a breaking the ice thing and breaking down barriers between people. If it's not your thing though, I can explain to the university..."

He trailed off, sounding like he wasn't really looking forward to doing that but that if she really was too uncomfortable for their tradition, he would...

Trent really had to suppress his grin at the thought of this blonde bombshell's boyfriend glancing out of his window and seeing his girlfriend walk into the arms of this tall, athletic guy that stood with her outside of her very own dorm...

 

[Woe_Foe]

I was right about to go in the door, until Trent continued:

"You know, if your dorm isn't up to scratch I should know, the uni will want to know about it."
"Oh? I'd show you but my room is a bit of a mess." I said with a bit of a laugh, knowing how disorganized I can be.

"As for the official tour, yeah that's pretty much it. Though...I am under strict orders to make sure that you fit in and don't feel alone, and to help make sure that you make friends and enjoy your time here...while working hard of course. But speaking as a dedicated athlete, I know not only how hard you have to work for what you want, but also how important it is not to forget to let off steam and relax. So unless you want to get me in trouble you're going to have to help me out, ok?"

I laughed at his demeanor, which was pretty charming. I wasn't about tell him, or Pierre this, but I did answer "Well I don't want you to get in trouble, so I'll pretty much have to go along with what you're saying, right? You'd been such a good guide and I'm not heartless." before smiling with a hand on my hip.

"Perhaps we can sort something out later on Facebook, yeah? Nothing too big, it's best to ease you in, like, say, a coffee tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow morning?" I asked, trying to remember on whether I had plans with Pierre or not...before soon realizing that Pierre wasn't a morning person, so he probably wouldn't mind. "Yeah, a coffee sounds great. I can't go through the morning without a cup anyway."

"Alright, well I'll let you go, but if you want to talk or hang out at any point, or need me, get in touch."

"Okay, see you Trent." I said, smiling back as he turned...before looking back at me. "Ah yeah, there is one last thing. It's kind of a tradition around here to welcome new arrivals, especially exchange students, into the 'family'."

"Oh? What's the tradition?" I asked, seeing Trent look at me in an odd way. Was he checking me out again?

"Every new student is supposed to receive a hug from at least some of the other students, kind of like a breaking the ice thing and breaking down barriers between people. If it's not your thing though, I can explain to the university..."

I nearly bit my lip, because I wasn't that comfortable embracing any man other than Pierre. Still, I didn't want to make this nice man feel bad...nor get him in trouble. I hadn't thought of the possibility of Pierre watching us when I said:

"Sure! I figure that you deserve a hug."

How could I say no when he making that face?

 

[The_shadow_rising]

Almost hearing this gorgeous woman's passionate moans of pleasure in his mind already, Trent smiled in his head as he thought that tomorrow he would get to see this bombshell's dorm. He knew it now as she hadn't rejected his idea straight out, and now he had a plan.

More than that made him smile though...how easily and quickly she agreed to meet up the next day, and how, despite a slight concern shown by that cute - and frankly sexy - way that she bit her soft lip nervously, Lillie still agreed to Trent's made up tradition. Well, it wasn't completely made up...it was just one that he had started right then.

And so, giving her his most winning smile as she said...

"Sure! I figure that you deserve a hug."

(Trent smiled at that. The fact that she used 'deserve a hug' rather than 'sure, if it's a tradition' told him that this large-breasted blonde had at least noticed his good looks)

...Trent felt a deep sense of accomplishment at having gotten as far passed her defences as he had already - that she was willing to hug him showed at least that much - and so he waited for her to walk towards him and gently wrap her arms around him before he enfolded her in his arms, squeezing her tightly against him - though not uncomfortably - and enjoying the feel of her firm tits as they mashed against his solid body.

Squeezing her tightly, his one hand high on her back and the other resting in the small of her back exactly on the place where her white top missed her jeans and left some skin bare so that his hand 'accidentally' touched some of her skin, Trent hugged the gorgeous French 19-year-old for perhaps a heartbeat longer than would be strictly 'friendly', but not long enough to seem like he was being creepy or forcing her to him.

In that moment as he held her against him, feeling her arms around him, Trent wondered if her boyfriend could see them out of his window, and as he thought that he desperately wanted to slide his hand down onto this sex bomb's tight jean-clad ass, however he forced himself not to as that would ruin getting in her ass, and that was far more important.

As he let her go, however, instead of unwinding his arms from around her, Trent slid his hands around to rest on her curvy waist. Keeping his eyes on hers was the hardest thing to do with her breasts still resting against his chest from how close she was to him, however the tall athlete managed as he smiled at her while standing there.

"I have to say, I haven't been hugged like that in a while" He said as he smiled at her, seeming to joke in a friendly way. "I think you're going to fit in just fine here."

Only then, after making sure that he held her for a moment, did Trent slide his hands slowly from her waist as if he hadn't been thinking about them being there.

"I'll speak to you tonight" He added with a small smile, almost a smirk, before he backed away a couple of steps, let his eyes watch as she turned towards the step, letting her see him briefly run his eyes over her whole luscious body, before he turned to glance up at Pierre's dorm...smiling arrogantly as he saw someone looking down through one of the windows.

While Trent had no idea if it 'was' Pierre, he guessed it would be...and the sudden sound that he had heard earlier of Lillie's phone receiving a message only served as confirmation. The tall basketball playing student laughed lightly to himself about that...this was going to be fun...before and after he nailed the hot new exchange student...but now, Trent had an idea of what to do with her boyfriend...

And so, as he began walking back, he smiled as he sent Lillie a short text message...

'It was really nice meeting you. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow. Send me something nice on Facebook, I'll get back to you when I'm back from the gym. x'

One kiss, and one 'interested in her' friendly message. What she texted back, especially after whatever her boyfriend had said about seeing them together, would show a great deal about how far Lillie had opened up to him...

...and tomorrow...tomorrow Trent had a perfect idea...

 

[Woe_Foe]

And so, seeing as he wasn't moving to me, I figured that he was waiting for me to walk over to him for that hug. I don't think that I ever was hugged like that before; he held me in tightly, so much so that from this distance, he could probably take in the smell of my sweet perfume. As his arms squeezed on me tightly, I felt just a bit uncomfortable, given that my breasts were squished up against him. Still, I suppose that it did feel kind of nice; it was a warm embrace and there was nothing sexual about it at all (his hand just barely touched my skin anyway). If anything, I felt flattered that a star athlete like him wanted my acceptance so badly.

His hands did linger on my hips though...were all hugs like that over here?

"I have to say, I haven't been hugged like that in a while. I think you're going to fit in just fine here."

"Well I'm great at giving hugs." I said with a chuckle and then a smile.

"I'll speak to you tonight"

"Okay, I'll see you later then?"

Before I knew it, he was heading his own way and I was almost about to go into my building. That is, until I received a text message on my phone. It was Pierre, of all people...and judging from the text, he probably saw me with Trent earlier:

"So, who was that guy that you were with?"
"Oh, that was the guide." I wrote, before adding in "He was expecting you to show up, you know"
"I'm sure he was. Was he going to hug me like he did to you?"
"Oh come on. He said that it's tradition; he probably would have done the same to you."
"Yeah, right."

That Pierre. Honestly, I wondered how he even knew about that hug anyway. We didn't pass by him, so unless he was spying on us from his window, I couldn't think of a way of him knowing...and while Pierre was the jealous type, spying was just too low of a thing for him to do.

Oh, another text?

'It was really nice meeting you. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow. Send me something nice on Facebook, I'll get back to you when I'm back from the gym. x'

Well...I suppose that there was no harm in replying?

"It was meeting you too. Will do! Bye! "

I guess that I should go upstairs and add him on Facebook. Then, I'd fix whatever feeling of jealous Pierre had. Honestly, he could make it so hard to make any friends, whether it'd be a boy or a girl. I shook off any of those thoughts once I got into my dorm room though; seeing as I pretty much went straight to my computer and accepted Trent's friend request.

So on his wall, I wrote:

"Looking forward to seeing you later. It was fun having you as my guide today. "

Afterwards, I texted Pierre again. I hope that he didn't get too upset... We were supposed to see each other later. I wasn't too worried though - I knew Pierre and I was sure that if I explained who Trent was, that he wouldn't be so uptight about everything.

It was just a hug, after all.

 

[The_shadow_rising]

Trent grinned at his phone as he received Lillie's comment quickly after accepting his request.

'Looking forward to seeing you later. It was fun having you as my guide today. '

He quickly typed his reply as he nodded smugly to himself, heading back to the house to show the guys the picture of Lillie and let them all know just how hot she was. They were going to love this woman when the 'screening night' came.

'Looking forward to it ah? I'm glad I made an impression...' He began to write on her wall, knowing that her boyfriend would see his post. Trent hadn't bothered letting 'Pierre' know about his Facebook after all. He continued to write, '...and I'm glad you had fun, I'll make sure that our morning together will be even more fun tomorrow ;D Though you'll need the right outfit for part of it I think, though I'll tell you that when I see you at your dorm in the morning. Up to much tonight? x'

Grinning to himself and laughing with anticipation, Trent finished the short walk to his house before he headed in. Oddly no one was home yet, and so Trent kicked back on his bed, and began playing tunes. Tomorrow he had the perfect idea for Lillie Dubois and her hot body...

As he relaxed and waited for the gorgeous blonde's reply, Trent let himself wonder about what Lillie's boyfriend had said. He would have to ask her about that. If there was one sure way to get between a perfect relationship it was to create jealousy and something that wasn't already there. Pierre was already doing the former...and Trent, well...he just was the latter.

As the tall athlete heard the door slam downstairs and two of his friend's voices yell out at each other over some odd joke, Trent looked at his phone and chuckled to himself as he changed his Facebook profile picture to one where he was bare chested and a little sweaty from playing a winning game, as he held the ball under his arm and the trophy in the other, knowing that when Lillie saw his comment, she would see his picture too...both the half-nakedness and the prize he had won...as would her boyfriend...

Grabbing his energy drink from his desk, Trent laughed a little louder to himself...he could now clearly picture the hot French girl, one leg raised onto the desk, as he pounded her hard from behind, her slender hands gripping tightly to the wood as she moaned loudly and pressed her big tits hard into the solid surface...that would be a perfect video to send the knockout blonde's boyfriend...

Heading downstairs, Trent chuckled as he saw the two guys, ready to relate the details about his next conquest...but first he said, 'Guys, tomorrow we're going to need a video camera...'

With that, Trent's phone told him that Lillie had seen his post on her wall...

 

[Woe_Foe]

Ugh, I hated having these arguments with Pierre. He seemed so certain that Trent was up to no good, especially when I told him that we walked together around campus. Nothing happened; not even a kiss on the cheek. We didn't flirt, or do anything remotely outrageous. It took nearly two hours of convincing before Pierre let it go, though I knew that I wouldn't hear the end of it. According to him, Trent was after one thing and one thing alone. As if I couldn't take care of myself. Oh, goodness gracious...

I got home about three hours after I initially departed, coming back to my computer to see that I received a new message from Trent:

'Looking forward to it ah ? I'm glad I made an impression and I'm glad you had fun, I'll make sure that our morning together will be even more fun tomorrow ;D Though you'll need the right outfit for part of it I think, though I'll tell you that when I see you at your dorm in the morning. Up to much tonight? x'

That was quite a few winks, but I knew that he was just being friendly. In the back of my mind, I was already preparing my argument with Pierre for tomorrow, as if he logged into Facebook, he'd surely see this and flip out on me. Still, I wasn't going to ignore my helpful guide, so...

"Of course! The right outfit? Where are we going?

And no, not up to much. Just going over my assignments. "

It was at that moment that I noticed that Trent must have changed his profile picture into well...something more provocative. He was pretty much half-naked, sweaty and obviously this picture was taken after a big game or something. He was pretty handsome and his figure seemed sculptured into perfection. Why couldn't Pierre have abs like....Wait, no, nevermind. My god, Pierre would see this too.

"Take him off your friends list!!!" was the message that I quickly received from Pierre, and I nearly rolled my eyes. Honestly, he was too much to handle sometimes.

"Stop it Pierre, he's a friend." I typed, a bit frustrated now.

Maybe out of spite, I typed in:

"Please let me know what you had in mind?

Oh and nice pic! Was that after a game?"

Or maybe I was just curious...?

 

[The_shadow_rising]

'Of course! The right outfit? Where are we going? And no, not up to much. Just going over my assignments. Please let me know what you had in mind? Oh and nice pic! Was that after a game?'

Trent read as he once more sat in his room on his laptop, listening to a rap song that had randomly come on his itunes by N.W.A. that very much made him think of Lillie...it was called 'I'd Rather Fuck You'. While his music was blaring as loud as possible, his laugh at reading that still could be heard over it.

So, the hot blonde had not only noticed his picture but thought it was nice, and was extremely interested in knowing about the next day. Trent almost rubbed his hands together, but that was way too cliche. Instead, the tall athlete just grinned as he thought of the apoplexy that Lillie's boyfriend would have, or had had, about not only what he wrote, but also about what his girlfriend had responded. Trent couldn't help but salt the wound and feed the gorgeous blonde's interest.

'I'll give you a hint... I noticed something about you earlier which made me think that you'd like to see a part of the university that I use a lot. You need the right outfit though, I'll tell you about it tomorrow though, and you can show me, but if not the uni shop sells everything you need. ;D You'll have fun though, maybe need a shower after but I've got that covered ...which picture of mine do you mean? My profile picture? Oh yeah, a friend asked me about the day that I...and the team...won the state championship, it was a tough match, as you can see from the pic I have a few others on my profile if you want to see them? ...I have to ask where was your pic taken? Oh, and I hope you enjoyed the tradition, there's one more tomorrow we need to do; this one more official though. Tell you about it at yours tomorrow ;D x'

He knew it was a long reply on her page, but that would just piss Lillie's boyfriend off even more with how Trent was taking over Lillie's page, especially with the references to Trent being at the gorgeous blonde's dorm the next day. He could already feel the French guy's hate and Trent hadn't even spoken to him yet.

Smiling to himself, he pushed the 'message' button on the bar rather than write this on her wall...

'I haven't received any message from, what was your boyfriend's name again? Sorry, I had a lot of fun with you today I just forgot.'

Chuckling amusedly he clicked 'send' before he glanced out of the window and had an idea...

 

[Woe_Foe]

'I'll give you a hint... I noticed something about you earlier which made me think that you'd like to see a part of the university that I use a lot. You need the right outfit though, I'll tell you about it tomorrow though, and you can show me, but if not the uni shop sells everything you need. ;D You'll have fun though, maybe need a shower after but I've got that covered ...which picture of mine do you mean? My profile picture? Oh yeah, a friend asked me about the day that I...and the team...won the state championship, it was a tough match, as you can see from the pic I have a few others on my profile if you want to see them? ...I have to ask where was your pic taken? Oh, and I hope you enjoyed the tradition, there's one more tomorrow we need to do; this one more official though. Tell you about it at yours tomorrow ;D x'

That was quite a reply and thankfully, I think Pierre stopped watching my page, at least for now. I got back to typing with a smile on my face. I normally didn't talk to any guy besides Pierre, but this was pretty fun! I wasn't flirting, was I?

"The suspense is killing me!!! But okay, fine. I love surprises anyway. Need a shower afterwards? Are we going jogging or something? Wait, don't tell me - I'll find out tomorrow. And yes, I was talking about your profile pic. I was looking at it and it's pretty obvious that you had quite a work out. I'll take a look later, maybe you can look at mine too? I could use a few more comments here and there, at least to feel special, lol. My profile pic was taken in my room - not very original, but I think that it works. And okay, I'll see you tomorrow! xoxo!"

Phew. That was a bit of a mouthful. I was right about to leave my desk, when I quickly saw that there was another message:

'I haven't received any message from, what was your boyfriend's name again? Sorry, I had a lot of fun with you today I just forgot.'

"Oh, it's Pierre Dechamps. You can find him in my friend's list. Maybe you two should be friends too. " I typed in, hesitantly adding in too: "I had fun too!"


I hit the final keystroke and sent my reply. It didn't take too long before Pierre started texting me again. Great...

 

[The_shadow_rising]

'The suspense is killing me!!! But okay, fine. I love surprises anyway. Need a shower afterwards? Are we going jogging or something? Wait, don't tell me - I'll find out tomorrow. And yes, I was talking about your profile pic. I was looking at it and it's pretty obvious that you had quite a work out. I'll take a look later, maybe you can look at mine too? I could use a few more comments here and there, at least to feel special, lol. My profile pic was taken in my room - not very original, but I think that it works. And okay, I'll see you tomorrow! xoxo!'

The length of Lillie's response and the kisses and hugs so enthusiastically sent after sending none before gave Trent not only a smug smile but a bulge in his tracksuit bottoms that made it hard to balance his laptop. Grinning as he thought of balancing this gorgeous blonde instead of his computer, he replied.

'You will find out tomorrow What time do you want me, to be at your dorm by? Wouldn't want to wake you up by standing outside your door now, would I? ' Trent wrote, adding the extra comma between 'me' and 'to' as if by accident. As he read what he had written, he smiled as he added 'lol' after the wink, and then continued.

'I'm glad you like it It's not the best picture I have, but I have another one in mind for later anyway. And I've had a look at some of your pictures already, you are really photogenic, you know that? And I think there is something that attracts...the eye about a photo of you in your room. And you don't feel special already? Looks like we will have to change that xxxx'

Glancing from the posted reply, Trent smiled at the lack of response on Lillie's wall from Pierre, and waited to see if he would add the athlete to his friend's list. As he did, he began to go through Lillie's pictures, 'liking' a lot of them - mostly ones that showed off her hot body, whether in low-cut or tight clothes or just through a silhouette, or even just those with pretty smiles. He liked others, ones where she had achieved things, but he avoided any of her and Pierre, except once...

'Is that your brother? ' He typed while laughing, before adding on another photo of her.

'Now this you have to show me' He wrote on a photo of the buxom blonde jogging with her hair tied back and wearing a skirt that reminded Trent of the cheerleaders for the team. 'Have you considered cheering for the basketball team? You would be good at it I think xxx'

On another photo he wrote: 'Now this is beautiful', where she was sitting in candlelight, no flesh showing, but smiling or laughing at whoever was taking the photo as she lay almost on her back with a book in her hand, one sexy leg raised up onto the other.

Trent then added a 'reply' to his comment on her wall.

'I've just had a look at some, and damn Lillie, you so have no reason not to feel special! THAT we will definitely have to change... ...it is my job to make you fit in and feel happy, after all xxx'

Checking his friend requests, Trent found it amusing that there was still no message from Lillie's boyfriend...and so he replied to her message instead.

'I'll see if he sends me anything, I don't want to pressure him after all. For now, though, I have to go...unless you want me to stay? If not, maybe you'll text me before you go to sleep... ;D xxxx'

 

[Woe_Foe]

'You will find out tomorrow What time do you want me, to be at your dorm by? Wouldn't want to wake you up by standing outside your door now, would I? lol. I'm glad you like it It's not the best picture I have, but I have another one in mind for later anyway. And I've had a look at some of your pictures already, you are really photogenic, you know that? And I think there is something that attracts...the eye about a photo of you in your room. And you don't feel special already? Looks like we will have to change that xxxx'

"Hm how early can you wake up? I'd like you here nice and early, like at eight? And thank you! "

A short reply, given that Pierre was texting me at the moment. He was looking at the replies and said nothing at all on Facebook; though he was rather jealous. I told him over and over again, via our cellphones, to just say something to Trent, that he was a nice guy, but he did nothing of the sort. In fact, according to him, my guide was interested just in having me on all fours in bed. God, that was so vulgar.

Anyway, I checked and smile brightly at all the likes and comments he was making. Save for one however...Or more specifically, a picture with me and Pierre in it.

'Is that your brother? '

"No silly. That's my boyfriend. "

I went over another picture that he commented. It was one of my friends, Joceline, taking a picture of me while we jogged. Pierre didn't like this one, for obvious reasons; he said that it looked too sexy for my Facebook page.

'Now this you have to show me'
"Maybe if we go jogging sometime. ;D"
'Have you considered cheering for the basketball team? You would be good at it I think xxx'
"I haven't considered it. And thank you. Maybe I'll try out sometime?"

Truth be told, I had no intention in doing so. But this was pretty exhilarating. I guess that I was a bit petty, because I was doing this out of revenge for Pierre acting so stupid. Anyway, after the comments on my pictures, he posted on my wall:

'I've just had a look at some, and damn Lillie, you so have no reason not to feel special! THAT we will definitely have to change... ...it is my job to make you fit in and feel happy, after all xxx'

"Thank you again, you're making me blush. "

As for the private message about Pierre:

'I'll see if he sends me anything, I don't want to pressure him after all. For now, though, I have to go...unless you want me to stay? If not, maybe you'll text me before you go to sleep... ;D xxxx'

"Okay, he's just a little shy" I typed in, obviously lying (though not to him, I imagine) "I'll text you; I really need to study! I'll see you tomorrow! xoxo!"

Pierre and I argued a bit for the next few minutes, but everything came through in the end. He apologized, I forgave him and we hung out a bit. Though, once I returned home around 10PM, I was true to my word and texted Trent:

"I'm going to get ready for bed. I can't wait for tomorrow. Good night Trent. Bizzoux! xoxo"

It was time for a shower, before I'd get on my PJs and go to sleep. I really was looking forward to tomorrow though.

 

[The_shadow_rising]

Trent smirked at the flirtatious, or at least warm, replies that Lillie was beginning to make; it seemed that everything he had done had gone just as he wanted...as hard as it was not to have brought Lillie into the house 'to show her around', and then banged her hard against his door, loud enough for his friend's to hear, it had been worth it all...now, Trent thought, comes the fun part.

As the succulent blonde replied to everything he had written, Trent grinned and left her without a reply for a while, wondering if she would ask where he had gone. That was when he received her message on his phone...

'I'm going to get ready for bed. I can't wait for tomorrow. Good night Trent. Bizzoux! xoxo'

Kisses, ah? Trent, smiled and imagined the large-breasted gorgeous French blonde stripping for bed. Would she sleep naked? She would once he was finished with her...and he wouldn't be the only one enjoying the view by then...

Remembering the idea that he had had earlier, Trent removed his shirt as if he was getting ready for bed too and smiled as he held up his phone and took a picture of himself, showing just enough of his toned body but focusing on his winning smile and intent eyes as he lay back on his bed. Adding it to the message, he typed...

'Can't wait too, though is it me or the day you're looking forward to seeing? ;P In bed now, your 'kisses' made me want to send something as eloquent, all I had was this...enjoy. I'll be there around eight, remember, I'll let you know what outfit you'll need then have sweet dreams Lillie, xxxx'

Trent made sure the picture was attached before he pressed 'send', smiling to himself as he turned to reply to her Facebook replies, knowing that she probably wouldn't see them until the morning.

To the Pierre picture, he replied: 'That's your boyfriend? I thought it was your brother with how he was standing around you. Whoops ;P xxxx'

To the jogging picture: 'Do you jog in skirts? I think we will have to go jogging very soon Does your boyfriend work out? I have to every day, I love it, pushing harder and further each time ;D xx'

And to her profile comment about her blushing, he added; 'Made you blush? Not yet, but I'm sure I will quite a few times ;P Fun fun fun, babe...as they say xx'

Trent then changed his profile picture to one of him and two of the team at a nighttime beach party that they had had on holiday last year, in it he had his short stubble and was only wearing his wet swimwear that clung and emphasized his bulging cock as the water droplets ran down his chest and he grinned as he stood with his two friends for the camera. He knew that the first thing that Lillie would see tomorrow would be that picture...
...smiling as he thought of what the effect may be, he posted a new status just to have an excuse, calling on the two friends in the picture about 'if they remembered that night'...

Trent Maynard then switched off his laptop and set his alarm, before laying in bed imagining Lillie stripping for him while her boyfriend was on the phone with her...and Trent's mouth found her nipples...

 

[Woe_Foe]

I always enjoyed warm showers, and today was no exception. It was a great way for me to relieve my stress, which I had plenty thanks to Pierre's jealous rampage. Taking my time, I eventually got out and walked into my room; now dressed in a tight black top and pair of pink PJs. I was right about to lie down, when I checked my phone. Much to my surprise, it wasn't a message of Pierre that I saw, but of Trent. By the look of things, there was an attachment to the message as well.

'Can't wait too, though is it me or the day you're looking forward to seeing? ;P In bed now, your 'kisses' made me want to send something as eloquent, all I had was this...enjoy. I'll be there around eight, remember, I'll let you know what outfit you'll need then have sweet dreams Lillie, xxxx'

Oh my.

The attachment was a picture of him, essentially half-naked next to his bed. He was really built - this picture showed it more than any other on his Facebook account. I could guess that quite a few ladies were infatuated with him; what with him being such an athletic superstar and having such a great body. He must have worked out a lot.

My heart pounded as I moved my phone and took a quick snapshot of myself. I figured that since he sent me a picture that I should have too...? Or was I just fishing for compliments? The picture was pretty good, I think, though you could mostly only see my face and my bust, straining the black shirt.

"Can I say both? ;P" I typed back "I'll see you around eight then! Well, time for bed. Buh bye. xoxo"

And I really did lie down. It didn't take too long for me to fall asleep.

Morning came by pretty quickly, as I quickly smacked my alarm clock as it rang around seven am. I got ready, going through my usual morning routine before putting on a snug blue top with a pair of black jeans, before putting my heels on. Pierre, not awake yet, wouldn't text me right now, so I figured that I should go to Facebook to see if anyone was online.

Trent wasn't (as he probably was on his way here, or getting ready) but he did leave a few messages. I answered promptly to each:

'That's your boyfriend? I thought it was your brother with how he was standing around you. Whoops ;P xxxx'

"I forgive your mistake. I'm sure Pierre will too. "

'Do you jog in skirts? I think we will have to go jogging very soon Does your boyfriend work out? I have to every day, I love it, pushing harder and further each time ;D xx'

"Skirts or bike shorts. Hehe ;D And a little. It shows that you work out a whole lot. Maybe we should go to the gym sometime? "

Okay, I lied. Pierre never worked out.

'Made you blush? Not yet, but I'm sure I will quite a few times ;P Fun fun fun, babe...as they say xx'

"Oh? We'll see about that. " I replied, though fun fun fun babe? I never heard that expression before.

It was only then that I noticed his new profile picture...and well...I hoped that Pierre wouldn't see it, somehow. He was only wearing a snug swimwear which emphasized...let's say a very masculine feature. I gasped when I saw it, seeing as there was a very distinct bulge coming from his shorts in the photograph. He seemed rather...large, as Jocelyn would say. I wouldn't if the other things she talked about were true? I shook those thoughts out of my head, especially when I heard someone knock at my door.

"Coming!" I said out loud, before double checking myself on the mirror (once again, making sure that my hair was held back in a ponytail) before answering.

 

[The_shadow_rising]

Trent was quite happily imagining Lillie's lips around his thick cock, holding her by her ponytail as she bobbed her head up and down his dick while Trent spoke to her boyfriend on Skype, when suddenly his phone lit up and he saw the picture of Lillie in what she wore for bed...her gorgeous face and swelling tits sexily displayed as she smiled a small playful-seeming smile at the camera.

Feeling his dick harden immediately Trent smiled even more as her picture and his fantasy of her slipped into each other...saving the picture and placing his phone beside him, the tall basketball star chuckled before he fell asleep...Lillie was as good as in his bed now.

Waking early, he went for his morning run before he came back to take a shower, dressing in a dark basketball jersey that left his muscular arms bare and shorts that ended just below his knee, and grabbed what he needed for the day, stuffing it into his bag before he reached into a draw and took out three condoms - special 'ribbed for her pleasure' ones - before he headed out and began the short journey to Lillie's dorm.

As he was walking outside the building, making sure to slow down, he took out his phone and typed a message to 'Pierre'...

'This is Trent, Lillie may have mentioned me. I'm outside your girlfriend's dorm...she and I are going to have a lot of fun today; thought I would let you know, in case you wanted to, you know, tag along?'

Pressing 'send' the tall athlete slowed down and smiled to himself as he made his way to the front of the building. He received no reply, which hadn't been his plan anyway, but as Trent glanced over his shoulder with a smug smile while walking in to Lillie's building, he once more saw that figure appear in the window on Pierre's floor suddenly...

Almost laughing to himself, the tall basketball star made his way to Lillie's door and knocked...

"Coming!"

He heard the gorgeous blonde call, and Trent's smirk deepened as he thought, 'you will be calling that a lot soon'. However as the stunning large-breasted French girl opened the door, Trent let his smirk become one of honestly-felt amazement. Her snug blue top and jeans emphasized her curves perfectly. Fuck but he felt his shorts bulge instantly as he saw her.

"Wow, have you cancelled our day together, going somewhere with your boyfriend, 'cause you look too good to be hanging out with me?" He asked, making himself sound both as though he were complementing her and actually meaning what he had said.

"If we're still going, we need a couple of things." He added with his best, most attractive smile, before smirking as if amused "Unless you'd prefer me waiting outside?"

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Wow, have you cancelled our day together, going somewhere with your boyfriend, 'cause you look too good to be hanging out with me?"

I laughed and answered, shyly looking away for a second before looking at his face "Oh please, you're too nice. But thank you! No, I hadn't cancelled our day. You pretty much have me all to yourself today."

"If we're still going, we need a couple of things. Unless you'd prefer me waiting outside?"

"Oh right! Come on in, my place is actually cleaned up this time." I replied with a warm smile as he walked into my small dorm room. Not much was in here; I had a very small kitchen, a bathroom and a large room that was pretty much served as my bedroom. Obviously for a place this small, there was hardly anything other than bare essentials, but I'm sure Trent knew that already. There was a small couch for him to sit in, if he wanted to anyway.

"What do we need?"

 

[The_shadow_rising]

Smiling inside at her flirty response to his compliment, which was far more relaxed than she had been the day before, Trent replied when she said, "You pretty much have me all to yourself today". with a more playful grin,

"Really? Does that mean we get to have fun as just the two of us?" He asked, deliberately, as he followed her in...alone...to her flat.

"And I guess that means your boyfriend won't be joining us? I texted him to let him know I was here. Wondered if he would want to join. Guessing he's too busy?" He asked, as he looked around the room, visualizing all of the places that he was going to fuck this gorgeous blonde later on, wishing that right now she would drop to her knees in front of him.

Waiting for her answer as he did, Trent offered,

"This place is cute, a little smaller than what you mentioned, but if you ever feel like you need space my house is more than big enough for you to hang out in, or crash at, if you ever need it." He said all of it while looking around, smiling as if to say that he did like the place but that he understood her words the day before. Then he turned to look at her, and this time openly let his eyes trail up her legs, over her toned stomach, up over and around her glorious tits, up her neck and finally to smile appreciatively as he looked into her beautiful face.

"Well, we will need to change your outfit" He said with a grin, wondering if she would take his open ogling of her as what it was or just as him trying to decide if her clothes would do for what he had planned. "I was thinking that we could go grab a coffee and something for breakfast, then I could show you the library, as you will get lost in there otherwise, and then...then we could hit the gym - that's what you'll need your outfit for - as I noticed how toned you were yesterday, and from your pictures on Facebook, so I thought I could show you around, get you used to everything. Especially...as we have plans for tonight..."

Watching her for her response, the first part of Trent's plan was out there, the next would begin when she got her outfit...he knew it would have to be something either tight and skimpy, or involve a skirt...either way, he knew that his friend's had set the camera up for what he had in mind at the gym...

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Really? Does that mean we get to have fun as just the two of us?"
"Pretty much. That won't be a problem, will it? I could try to wake Pierre up, if you want."
"And I guess that means your boyfriend won't be joining us? I texted him to let him know I was here. Wondered if he would want to join. Guessing he's too busy?"
"Probably not. He's not much of a morning person and if I know him well enough, he's probably still asleep. Thanks for texting him though, I'm sure he'll appreciate it."

Well...maybe not appreciate, but at least he won't get mad like yesterday. Jeez, talk about blind rage. Anyway, I saw Trent glancing around the apartment, probably taking note of how small these freshmen dorms are. Or at least, I've been told that for upper-year students, the residences (on campus or off-campus) are much nicer.

"This place is cute, a little smaller than what you mentioned, but if you ever feel like you need space my house is more than big enough for you to hang out in, or crash at, if you ever need it."

"Really? Thank you! I don't really know where to go to hang on here, so I guess that I'll stop by from time to time. Well, once I get the hang of my classes."

I turned to see him, noticing his eyes which were pretty much scanning my body up and down. I smiled a bit, trying not to appear as shy as I did before; besides, he wasn't checking me out. He mentioned something yesterday about an outfit needed for our outing?

"Well, we will need to change your outfit. I was thinking that we could go grab a coffee and something for breakfast, then I could show you the library, as you will get lost in there otherwise, and then...then we could hit the gym - that's what you'll need your outfit for - as I noticed how toned you were yesterday, and from your pictures on Facebook, so I thought I could show you around, get you used to everything. Especially...as we have plans for tonight..."


"I already ate but...okay." I said, hesitantly. Judging from his words, it looks like I'd be with Trent the entire day. I shook off any fear from Pierre's reaction, as I could always say that Trent did invite him. "I think that I have a few things that I can wear."

I went to my dresser (which wasn't far off anyway) and took out a few things. Finally, I got to my workout clothes and said the following:

"Well, I have this pair of yoga pants..." I said, showing him the extremely tight dark blue pants, before taking out a cotton grey jogging pants "and these jogging pants and...", finally pulling out a medium-length white skirt, which seemed to be made for cheer leading, or something like that "and this skirt."

"Which do you think is more appropriate?" I asked

 

[The_shadow_rising]

Trent smirked as he watched the hot girlfriend and heard her reply about breakfast.

"Great, we can skip straight to the hot stuff then" He said, pausing deliberately before 'clarifying', "We'll need a shower after the gym after all. As for your boyfriend, his loss, our gain, right?"

Lillie was too busy turning around to fetch her clothes to reply straight away and so Trent grinned as the lusciously large-breasted blonde was distracted. This was what he had been waiting for. Slipping the condoms from his pocket discreetly and waiting for Lillie to turn around to rummage through her clothes, Trent glanced at where the hot French girl slept and walked over as if he were looking around, before he slipped the condoms somewhere that the tall athlete knew her boyfriend would 'accidentally' find them.

Noticing that Lillie was still looking at her clothes, Trent meandered the short distance back to the sofa, and smiled brightly as she showed the clothes to him, before he calmly sat and put one leg on the other, spreading his arms on the back of the sofa as he watched her smiling.

"Hmm, I'm not sure. We've got a lot planned for today, so...how about you try them on, I'll take a look and see which would be best." He replied both in a friendly, yet slightly smug way. "You'll need a top as well, unless you plan on wearing the same one while sweating then wearing it after?"

Damn but he could feel his dick stirring forcefully, and he just wanted right then to grab this hot girl and bend her over so that she was able to grab hold of the window and look up at her boyfriend's dorm while he fucked her ruthlessly from behind. Fuck, but she was hot.

 

[Woe_Foe]

"Great, we can skip straight to the hot stuff then"

"Hot stuff?" I asked questionably. Well, until he clarified:
"We'll need a shower after the gym after all. As for your boyfriend, his loss, our gain, right?"
"Oh, yeah. Hot stuff it is then, just the two of us!"

"Hmm, I'm not sure. We've got a lot planned for today, so...how about you try them on, I'll take a look and see which would be best. You'll need a top as well, unless you plan on wearing the same one while sweating then wearing it after?"

"I usually work out in a sports bra, so that shouldn't be a problem." I said, smiling as I picked up my articles of clothing. Of course, it was pretty revealing, as with any sports bra, it showed off my abs and figure. Without further ado, I went to the bathroom and began changing. First, into the yoga pants. They were pretty tight; and I was fairly certain that I could see my underwear a bit through the fabric, but that was normal, I think. Then came the sports bra that I talked about; it held my hefty breasts snugly inside, though the support was a bit lacking, I think.

I went out of the bathroom and modeled a little bit for him by turning my body around so that he could get the whole view.

"What about this?" I asked as he stared.