Bethenny struggled to open the heavy door while balancing her book bag, coffee, cell phone, and laptop. She was already running late for her 8:00am class on deviant behavior and Professor Englehardt was notorious for reducing grades based on punctuality. Pulling the door open, she saw her coffee cup falling from her hands in slow motion toward the marble floor of Breckenridge Hall. Before the cup landed on the floor and spilled its contents, Bethenny saw a very expensive pair of leather shoes enter her view. “I see you are running late again Ms. McLeod.” Bethenny looked up into the greenest set of eyes she had ever seen. Stuttering as she tried to form words, she felt the splash of the hot coffee on her legs. Gasping as the hot liquid touched her skin, she realized who the tall, green-eyed boy in front of her was. Spencer Bruce was the new teaching assistant and tutor for the forensic psychology department; he was working on his masters in behavioral studies and often used some of the freshman students as his guinea pigs to test hypotheses. Bethenny had also heard from some of the girls in her dorm that Spencer was notorious for using his education to manipulate girls into sexual situations. As much as she doubted it would happen, Bethenny did hope that one day she would be on the receiving end of Spencer’s manipulations. Even though she didn’t see it, Bethenny had already caught Spencer’s eye, among many other males on campus. She was not tall, by any means; only about five foot three, with waist length auburn curls and hazel eyes, courtesy of her Scottish heritage. Her pale ivory skin was covered in freckles, and her figure was curvaceous. Because Bethenny was not a skinny girl like many of the other girls in her dorm, she felt like she wasn’t attractive enough; however the boys on campus were interested in her 34D breasts and ample rear end. “Sorry Spencer, I didn’t mean to spill my coffee. I mean, I didn’t mean to spill it on you. I mean I am heading to class right now, I’m sorry.” Bethenny stuttered as she hurried to class. Spencer felt the bulge almanbahis şikayet in his jeans grow watching Bethenny’s breasts bounce as she ran up the stairs to class. Adjusting himself, he followed her up the stairs. Following her into the classroom, Spencer watched as Bethenny slid into a seat on the edge of class, attempting to evade the steely gaze of Professor Bryan Englehardt. She was not successful in hiding her tardiness. “Ms. McLeod, you are aware that class begins promptly at 8:00, correct?” Before Bethenny could respond, Spencer responded. “I am awfully sorry Professor, but I held Bethenny up in the hallway discussing her participation in a new hypothesis I am planning on testing this weekend.” “I see, Mr. Bruce. Well then, Ms. McLeod, your tardiness shall be overlooked due to Mr. Bruce’s monopolization of your time. However, next time Mr. Bruce; please leave the discussion until after class has concluded.” Professor Englehardt cautioned. Bethenny felt Spencer’s eyes on her throughout the entire class; she could feel her skin grow warm as the flush turned her skin pink with embarrassment. She also felt her nipples begin to grow hard and her panties grow moist. Spencer was the first boy, well man, to pay any attention to her outside of trying to copy off her test or borrow her notes from class. Spencer saw Bethenny blush as he looked at her and smiled at the thought that she would be embarrassed from the attention. He studied the curves of her breasts peeking out from under her shirt. She had an amazing body for a freshman, better than some of the girls his own age. He saw guys all over campus checking her out as she passed by and more than one of the pledges in his fraternity wanted to get in her pants. Now that he came up with the lie that they were going to do an experiment together, he had his chance to see if the performance lived up to the expectation. At least a week passed since that day, and Spencer hadn’t even looked at Bethenny, let alone talked to her. Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays from 8:00am to 12:00pm both Bethenny almanbahis canlı casino and Spencer were together, but only because Spencer assisted the professors that taught her classes. Even though she didn’t see it, Spencer was studying her; looking for his opportunity to get her full attention in a way she wouldn’t be able to ignore. He didn’t know how easy Bethenny was about to make it for him. “Okay, so Spencer tells Englehardt that we’re doing some experiment together, then stares at me the rest of the day. He hasn’t even said a word to me since then, is that a good thing or not?” Bethenny asked her across the hall neighbor, Jill. Jill was dating a guy named Kevin who was in the same fraternity as Spencer. “Has Spencer said anything about me to Kevin?” Jill knew this conversation well; more than one freshman girl had been lured in by Spencer’s striking green eyes and easygoing charm just to be left ignored for a week or more. “Bethenny, Spencer does stuff like this all the time. You just have to ignore him back. The more you want him to notice you, the less he’ll pay attention.” Jill said. “As crazy as it sounds, ignore him and he’ll be all up in your space in no time. Or, you could always come to the party at the frat house this weekend with Kevin’s brother Tim; Spencer might become a little more intrigued if he thinks someone else might get to you before he does.” Bethenny agreed to go to the party with Tim; the worst thing that would happen is that she’d return to her dorm room that night drunk and alone, and she was okay with that. Deciding to conduct an experiment of her own, Bethenny decided to run to the mall before the party to pick up a few things to stack the deck in her favor. She found a new little black dress that showed off her ample cleavage and was short enough to grab any red-blooded male’s attention while providing just enough coverage to keep her from looking like a skank. She paired that with a new pair of black fuck-me pumps and thigh-high silk stockings. Bethenny also visited the local salon and spa to get waxed bare almanbahis casino from the waist down; that way she could save time by not shaving tonight. If this dress didn’t get Spencer’s attention for at least a moment tonight, nothing would. Rushing to get ready, Bethenny didn’t notice that the door to her dorm room hadn’t shut all the way. One of the nice things about the school that Bethenny attended was that each dorm room was more like an apartment, a 450 square foot studio apartment, but an autonomous location nonetheless. Each room had its own bathroom area with a small shower as well as a small kitchen area so that the students didn’t have to use one large nasty communal shower or kitchen area. Also, because the rooms were so small, everyone had a single occupancy and you didn’t have to put up with a roommate you didn’t get along with or one who had a completely different schedule than you. Everyone was able to do their own thing in harmony. As Bethenny jumped out of the shower, the air-conditioned room caused steam to rise off her wet skin. The cool air also caused her nipples to harden so quickly that she could feel the electricity start her juices flowing. The thought of Spencer popped into her mind, which made her nipples harder and her pussy wetter. She didn’t know what exactly it was about him, but Bethenny definitely wanted to try and find out if the glowing reputation he had as a lover were true. Glancing at the clock and seeing she still had about a half hour until Tim would arrive; she decided she would relieve some of the pressure so that she could enjoy herself tonight. Bethenny stretched out on her bed, untied her robe, and let it fall gently open to expose her hard nipples and bare mound. While her left hand rolled a hard nipple between its fingers, her right hand reached between the folds of soft skin to find a very hard clit. Bethenny was surprised how wet she already was and how much slicker her skin got being waxed instead of shaved. It didn’t take long for the tingling pleasure to start in her toes and travel quickly up her legs. Her fingers quickly pinched and rolled the hard button beneath them as more and more wetness escaped. Bethenny tried hard to stifle the sounds of her moans by burying her head in her pillow, but the pleasure was so intense she couldn’t hold them in.