Some people might’ve minded the noise, but Michael actually preferred to do his classwork at the campus cafe. There were alternatives, of course. Most of the other TAs seemed to congregate in the library when they had tests to grade. To Michael, though, there was something pleasantly calming about the chatter around him in the cafe. And, well, he couldn’t get a cup of coffee in the library, and caffeine had been his secret weapon for dealing with stacks of ungraded papers for a while now.
There was one problem, though. And her name was Jessica.
“Well, well, well. Fancy seeing you here, Mikey.”
Michael sighed through his nose and kept his eyes trained on the test he was going over. If he just ignored her, she’d go away. It had worked before. Jessica was like a bully in that sense. Or perhaps a small animal.
…Didn’t seem like she was going to leave this time, though. Michael thought briefly of bringing a can filled with quarters as she sat down opposite him, leaning an elbow right on top of some of his papers. He scowled and reached to pull the rest of them away, as Jessica had apparently decided that today was the day she’d spit in the face of all good sense and common courtesy.
Well, there was no avoiding her anymore. She’d set up fethiye escort shop, and now he’d have to deal with her. He wasn’t going to get any work done at this point, after all. Michael shut his eyes, steeled himself, and then looked up at his tormentor. “What is it, Jessica.”
And there was that smug, triumphant smile. Like she’d won somehow, like she’d beaten him. What a nasty little girl. Truthfully, Jessica would be rather attractive if she weren’t so utterly boorish. She had all the traditionally Goblin features that one would expect, with a few small alterations: Jessica was short, barely coming up to Michael’s waist. She was curvy, a fact that she quite liked to point out when she was making crude remarks about how she liked to fuck men to Michael. And while she hadn’t produced any proof that this applied specifically to her as well, accounts of her family’s size meant that she was probably far more fertile than she had any right to be.
If she were just a Goblin, she probably would’ve doted on Michael and left him an infatuated mess by this point. She’d been one of his students in at least three of his classes, and he’d heard of couples meeting like that before. In fact, he’d heard recently alanya escort that nearly three-quarters of the student body was married last year.
But Jessica wasn’t a Goblin. She was an Ocker. And Ockers were another matter entirely. They were rude, crass, and utterly unbearable.
“What, you aren’t happy to see me? C’mon, Mikey!” She smirked at him, a little pair of horns poking out just behind her bangs. She’d apparently chosen to squeeze into a pair of jeans and a singlet today, showing off far more cerulean skin than could be considered decent. She wiggled in her seat, shifting her hips from side to side in what was ostensibly an attempt to get comfortable and transparently an attempt to get Michael to stare at her fat, wobbling tits. He didn’t fall for it, of course; he was too busy glaring at her.
Michael just stared at her for a moment before looking back down at his now-scattered papers. “Jessica, I’m trying to work here, and I’d appreciate it if-“
“Oh, c’mon! You’re never gonna get married if you keep yapping about schoolwork!” She reached a fingertip down to the neckline of her tank-top and gave it a teasing tug lower. “You gotta give it up with this TA bullshit and focus on the manavgat escort T the first sniff sent him into desperate rut. He flopped back into the first seat he could see: a messy sofa covered in discarded tops and bottoms. He’d have to tidy it up later. Right now, though, Michael needed to fuck his hand. Wait, no- He reached away from his cock to grope at a bra Jessica had left on the arm of the couch. Fuck. Michael tugged his pants down and pulled his cock out, jerking himself off with the tank-top and mindlessly huffing Jessica’s bra.
When Jessica stepped back into the room – gorgeously naked – it took Michael a moment to realize she was there. He was a little preoccupied, and it was only when the smug little shortstack started laughing at his desperate masturbation that Michael realized how shameless it was to do something like this! He was humiliating himself, and-
And it was all OK, because Jessica knew better than to expect a guy to do anything but try to cum when he got turned on. Michael’s eyelids drooped, and he went right back to stroking his cock with Jessica’s discarded singlet. He didn’t have to be smart around her. He didn’t have to try around her. He could just be a stupid, horny guy.
Jessica climbed up onto the couch beside him and just sort of watched Michael stroke himself, a bemused half-smile on her lips. He turned to look at her, and as soon as his eyes settled on her big, fat tits, Michael’s hand started to pump that much faster. He didn’t even seem to realize that he could probably hold on and potentially fuck her instead; he just wanted to fucking cum.