He was also in the batch of computer science. We got to know each other and gradually, we became close. I started to share everything with him. He was...my best buddy and I was thinking about him every day. I felt happy whenever I was with him. He was very handsome and had a character that everyone would like.2nd of December was my birthday. Manoj gave me a cute teddy bear as a birthday gift. I felt so happy and hugged him. He hugged me back and said, happy birthday. I was already in love with. He could see that her hormones were working overtime. "Yes, dear?" he asked calmly."You know the old high school euphemisms from baseball for progressive sexual acts?" Huh?" he asked, truly confused."You know – getting to 'first base' means kissing, 'second base' is fondling breasts, 'third base' is digital penetration, and a 'home run' is full-fledged fucking..." Um, yes..." Well, we're at a BASEBALL game. And we have a blanket!" Yes..." So, when a player gets to first base, we kiss. And when. I slid my index finger slowly towards her vagina.She started breathing heavily but kept her eyes down on the paper, she didn’t want to make a scene in front of the class.I reached her pussy; I started massaging it through her jeans.“Call me up to your desk.” I whispered to herShe stood up and walked over to her desk. A few minutes later she called me up to her desk to “talk to me about my grades.”I walked up to her desk and pulled up a chair on her side. Her desk was one of those big old. She said she'd be there at least another week, and we decided that if at that time she was unable to leave that I would start heading in her direction. I was thinking that with my new friend and neighbor I knew I wouldn't be bored, when she asked wgat Id been doing when she called earlier as I seemed distracted. I thought back to Johns cock, and wondered what she'd think if she knew what I was really doing,lol. We chatted a bit, as we missed each other. Our sex life was great, but I did enjoy.