Looks like it will be another Blockbuster night for me, I thought. I walked into the rental place with my head hung low. The last thing I wanted was to run into anyone from campus, all I wanted was to grab a movie and get out. I completely avoided the romance section and headed straight for horror. With any luck I would find a movie where the person that gets slaughtered looks just like my ex Lauren.

I spent several minutes browsing through the titles, but nothing struck my interest. Frustrated, I walked over to check out the new releases. I was busy deciding between a tearjerker and a comedy when I heard a voice from behind me.

“Melissa? Is that you?”

I turned around and got hit head on with the most beautiful pair of blue eyes. It was like looking into an endless sky. I tried to regain my composure and appear cool.

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” I asked embarrassed.

She chuckled with amusement and smiled. Her smile was so bright and warm. I wished I had actually put some thought into what I had worn out of the house. I searched my mind furiously, trying to remember from where I knew her but all I drew were blanks. Sensing my awkwardness she filled in the gap.

“You probably don’t recognize me,” she said. “I’ve changed a lot in the last couple of years.” She paused, probably hoping those hints would help but I was still at a loss. “I was a lot different in high school.”

That’s when it hit me. It was Shirley James. We had been in student council together. High School seemed so long ago, so much had happened for both of us since then. I was surprised that she remembered who I was. We were never really friends, just acquaintances.

“Shirley, of course,” I blurted out before she went on any further.

It got even more awkward as she leaned in to hug me. Her friendliness took me by surprise but I let her embrace me and I casually patted her lightly on the back.

“Aww, Melissa, you do remember me.” She held on to my hands as she continued to talk. “So you have to tell me everything. Are you going to school here? What’s your major? Are you seeing anyone?” She was bombarding me with questions. It was almost too much for me. She had definitely come a long way from the quiet and reserved girl she used to be.

Usually I would have been put off by such an aggressive approach but coming from her I found it to be cute. I laughed as she rambled on, not letting me answer any of her questions. Instead she went on about all the things she had been doing, how she had just transferred to this school, and how she had gone from ugly duckling to swan in her first year at university. We must have stood at the same spot for nearly an hour. After a while I asked her if she would like to walk over to the café next door and catch up instead of standing in the middle of the rental store. That’s when she turned beet red. She started playing with her hair and her fingers. She was acting as if I had just asked to see her naked, which I really wanted to.

“I…I…I can’t,” she stuttered. “I gotta go…” She started to back away from me.

“Wait,” I said. “Shirley, hold on.” I caught up to her. “If you can’t it’s cool, but since you’re new to this campus maybe you’ll need someone to show you around.” I said as I pulled out a pen from my purse and jotted down my number on the palm of her hand. Her hands were so smooth, her fingers long. I wondered what they would feel like massaging my clit, it was making me wet.

“Th..th..thanks,” she barely managed to say before bolting out of the rental place.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched her go out the door. What had gotten into her? I wondered. I shrugged it off as a freak accident and headed back to my dorm. When I got there I was relieved to find my roommate had left for the weekend. It meant I had no one to bug me about moping around. I could wallow in peace if I wanted to but all my thoughts were about Shirley. Seeing her had really lifted my spirits.

I had just popped in the DVD and made some popcorn when the phone rang. The number was unfamiliar but I picked up anyway.

“Hello?” said a shy voice.

“Hi,” I answered.

“Yes, hi, I’m looking for Melissa.”

“This is Melissa.” I didn’t recognize the voice.

“Oh man, am I glad it’s you." She giggled and my heart skipped a beat, it was Shirley, and I was as excited as a high school girl getting her first call from a boy.

“Hey Shirley,” I tried to sound cool. “I’m surprised to hear from you. The way you rushed out, I didn’t think you would ever call.”

“Yeah, sorry about that.” Her voice was sincere. “I need to explain. Can I come over?”

It was such a simple question but I panicked. My room was complete chaos but I had to be cool about it. “Sure you can,” I said.

“Great. Which building are you in?”

I told her which dorm I was staying in and the number to my room. She practically lived next door; her dorm was only two buildings over. It didn’t leave me much time to clean up but I made do.

When I heard the knock on the door I froze. Quickly, I checked myself out in the mirror. I could have looked better, but I was nothing to scoff at. I opened the door and my breath caught at the sight of her. She looked even prettier than she had at the video store. I stepped aside to let her in. Her scent left a trail of flowers; she smelled delicious.

“Please, sit down,” I told her.

“No, Melissa, I really need to talk to you.”

Her tone was urgent. I wondered what in the world could be so important. After all I had just now seen her after two years and we never really shared anything in common.

“Shirley?” I asked. “Is everything alright? You have been acting awfully weird.”

I approached and could feel her body stiffen.

“Melissa, I…I,” she stopped and took my face in hers and pressed her lips against mine.

Her kiss took me by surprise. When she pulled back my face was one of total shock and confusion.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she said and then turned to leave.

Before she could go very far, I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to me. Hungrily, I took her mouth in mine. It had been so long since I’d had the urge to kiss another woman again. I thought I would never again feel the passion and emotion that I was feeling. My pussy was dripping wet I was so aroused.

Together we lay down on the bed. Her legs wrapped around mine as our tongues danced in a fury. Eagerly we explored each other’s mouths. I hadn’t realized how long I had been missing this kind of closeness. I needed more than anything to taste her, to feel her inner most self. I ran my hand down her leg until I found the bottom of her skirt. I reached under her, feeling her panties moist between my fingers. I slipped them to the side and began to probe her.

She was so wet and warm. I found her clit and massaged her as my mouth worked hers. I could feel her body tensing making me go faster and faster. Tightly she held on to me as her whole body began to tremble. My fingers were soon coated in her cum. I pulled them out and brought them to my lips, sucking on them until they were free of her juices. She tasted so sweet, I couldn’t get enough of her.

I brought my lips down to hers while my hands worked at unbuttoning her blouse. My fingers trembled as they fumbled with the clasp of her bra, not resting until she was lying naked on my couch. With nimble fingers I played with her nipples. Pressing and twisting them until they were nice and hard. My lips pulled away from hers and went down to her perky breasts. I buried my face in her chest, kissing, and licking my way around. I wanted to taste every inch of her. Hungrily I sucked and kissed my way down her stomach until my tongue buried itself in her blonde forest.

My fingers parted her pink lips and I thrust my tongue inside of her. She tasted like heaven. With long deep strokes my tongue worked her clit. Shirley buried her hands in my hair and rode my tongue to another mind shattering orgasm. When I backed away from her, my lips shone with her essence.

Exhausted she rested on the bed. Her head flat against my pillow. She had had two very intense orgasms. As she rested I stripped off the rest of my clothing before sliding in next to her. She turned to her side allowing me to scoop her up in my arms and cradle her. It had been a long time since someone had made me feel needed. She had given herself to me completely and fully. I wanted to protect her and shelter her in my arms.

She turned to face me and licked her own juices from my lips. Her breasts pressed against mine. Her nipples hard and still wet awoke my own and hardened them as well. I moaned as she pressed her love box against mine. She thrust her hips against me, back and forth. I held on to her as she did this. I was so horny and ready to cum that the slightest touch would have sent me over the edge. I kissed her desperately as the orgasm took over my body. I came and, exhausted, collapsed against her. She wrapped her arms around me tightly and for the first time in a long time I truly felt safe.

I lifted my head from her shoulders and asked, “So what is that you were so desperate to tell me?”

“Well, that I wanted to be with you, and that I’ve felt this way for as long as I’ve known you.”

I rested my head on her shoulder again and nuzzled closer to her. I could have told her that I had felt the same but I wanted to show her instead, and that’s what I did, from that moment on and for the rest of our lives.