I followed Clair but she turned left into the first floor instead of

continuing the way down to the basement where the cloakroom is…

“Lets find a place…”

“W…h..” I tried to say.

“Shhht” Clair said, killing anything I tried to say with a wet kiss… She

grabbed my jeans and dragged me to one of the conference rooms in the side

wing of the student union.

“Guess we won’t be disturbed here.” Clair sad, pushing me in this anonymous

room and closing the door behind us. Apart from the streetlight which

entered through the windows the room was empty apart from 4 large basic

tables in the center and 12 chairs grouped around them. The walls were

covered with some posters and a notice board. Nothing personal…

The lack of space was

uncomfortable but this strong erotic feeling… I didn’t want to miss this,

didn’t want to stop.

The song stopped and Clair used to short break to look in my eyes. I felt

electrified and had the urge to kiss her. However, the decision was taken

from me… Clair kissed me softly… I looked again in her eyes and this

time it wasn’t a soft kiss but we looked our mouths, our tongues played with

each other. ages passed… I don’t know how long we kissed but Clair broke

the kiss and dragged me to the door. Seems like she wanted to leave and I

was already looking forward…

We moved on the dance floor and started dancing. Clair stayed very close,

touching me occasionally, dancing very erotic. We moved closer to Sandra and

that guy. It seemed to me that Clair was up to something but I didn’t knew

what nor did I care… dancing with Clair was great and I just wanted to

enjoy this experience. Clair didn’t only get us closer to Sandra but she

also dance much closer to me, contact wasn’t occasionally anymore but

constant and I felt how hard I got…

Clair started to embrace me, I felt her breath on my neck and the bulge in

my jeans pressing against her body. While dancing even closer, while feeling

my erection growing, her lips touched my ears… some air was blown over my

skin, it felt like electricity. Soon she started bitting and moaning softly

in my ear while I had the feeling that an orkan was storming through my body

and that my manhood would rip the jeans apart.

“who’s that guy with Sandra” Mike asked Clair.

“Some 3rd year. Studies Law, don’t know him much.” Sandra replied watching

them closely.

“Always the same…” Dan said.

“What?” I asked him.

“3rd and 2nd years always get the great girls.”

Sadly I let my eyes stray from Dan to Clair and realized she was watching

me…

“Lets go dancing” she said, taking my hand and pushing me up.