Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Biology Lessons: 1

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She had been surprised when Hannah approached her after class and asked her for shelp with studying the

midterm coming up next week. Until that moment she had been fairly certain that the popular blonde girl

had no idea that she existed. This wasn't the first class they had together, or even the first year they'd had

classes together, but it was the first tthat she'd ever said a word to Amber directly. For her part, Amber had

more than a little trouble responding, and mostly just nodded, with the occasional "yeah" or "okay," thrown in at

the right moments until it was all settled. Amber would swing by Hannah's apartment after class on Thursday

night for a cram session, Hannah would make them dinner, and then they would study until everything clicked.

Then Hannah left for her next class, leaving Amber in her wake with nothing but a scrap of paper with her

address and phone number as evidence that the meeting had ever happened. Later, as she walked hshe

wasn't entirely sure that it had, honestly. She'd had a crush on Hannah since they were in English last year and

even though Amber knew that Hannah was straight, and she also knew that she'd never have the guts to say so

much as ‘hello’ to the tall athletic girl, but it never quite went away. Amber was between girlfriends since things

with Sarah had gotten complicated, and wasn't really looking for anything new just yet.

Besides, she thought as she walked hpractically invisible to the men and women that passed her by. She

was small and plain by most anyone's standards; her narrow hips and small breasts gave her all the femininity of

her iPhone. None of her girlfriends had complained of course, but more often than not she was told how they

were attracted to her for her dirty mind as much or more as for her pale and slender body. Amber was sure she

wouldn't be single right now if she'd been born with a generous ass or a lovely pair of tits like Hannah.

But she didn't let it bother her. There were plenty of lesbians and queer girls to choose from at school these days

- two thirds of the students were female afterall. Being a straight girl had to be kinda difficult these days, she

reflected, but it wasn't her problem, Amber chided herself. The only reason she was thinking about such things

was that Amber FUCKING Philips had asked her to cstudy with her later this week. Alone. In a room. Just the

two of them. That was her problem. Just thinking about it made her blush; even if nothing happened, and she

was sure nothing was going to happen, the scenawas something she was going to cum to countless times

while she played with her vibrator between now and when she finished her Master's Degree in a few years.

The next few days dragged for Amber as she both looked forward to and dreaded the study date. She attended

her classes, but didn't pay a lot of attention, not that she needed to. Her grades, much like her tits, were A's, and

neither required much care to stand proud. School was as easy as emotions were hard for her, it turned out.

Eventually the day cthough, and Amber tried not to hyperventilate as she rode the elevator up the third

floor of Hannah's apartment in a black top and stight jeans. The building, like everything else in her life, was

nicer than Amber's, and was probably close to double her rent. She knocked cautiously on 318, and then

moments later it opened to the smiling face of her crush, wearing an apron.

"Amber," she said smiling as she reached out and hugged her like they were old friends. "It's so nice to see you.

Did you have any trouble finding the place?" Amber froze at the unexpected closeness, acutely aware of how

much bigger Hannah's D cup tits were as they pressed against her nearly flat chest.

"N-no" She stammered finally trying and failing to act naturally, just as Hannah was starting to pull away. "No

problem at all."

Hannah studied her briefly, her happy veneer cracking to show a trace of concern on her lips.

"Something smells delicious," Amber said after a moment, mentally flailing for anything to deflect from her own

awkwardness. "What are you making?"

"Nothing fancy," Hanna said, turning to head to the kitchen where the chicken that she'd smelled was sauteing.

Chicken caesar wraps with iced tea and side off..." she let the word linger a moment while she grabbed a big bag

of tortilla chips off the counter, and flourished it "Nachos! but only after we start studying of course. We can't get

too crazy."

"Of course," Amber agreed. Hannah had really gone all out. If she was having an all night study session a few

slices of pizza and a couple sodas would be more than enough she reflected, not this. It was very sweet of her to

go to such trouble just for a little tutoring.

"You want a beer," Hannah asked, popping one open and pressing it into her hand. Amber didn't really drink, but

it would be rude to refuse. Maybe a tiny bit of alcohol would take the edge off, she thought hopefully.

A few minutes later they were eating, while Hanna dominated the conversation. They started off talking about

the areas that she was struggling with, which was mostly genes, transcription and telling apart DNA and RNA.

While they ate though, the conversation wandered. They stopped talking so much about the topic of the class as

the people in the class. Hannah as it turned out was a bit of a gossip, who seemed to know, or at least know

about everyone. Between bites of the wraps which turned out great, they talked about who was dating who, who

had just broken up with who, and eventually how things were with her boyfriend. Hannah tried to probe Amber's

dating life, but without much success. When the meal was finally done and they were clearing out plates,

Hannah brought out the nachos and replaced Amber's beer with a new one. She hadn't remembered finishing it,

and was starting to feel a bit tipsy, but one more couldn't hurt too much though, she thought.

"You're a lesbian, right?" Hannah asked casually, as she sat down next to Amber. Making Amber flush bright red

as she almost spit a bite of nachos out across their assembled notes and textbooks. Hannah noticed Amber

shutting down as her shyness ratcheted up to a whole new level. She put her hand on Amber's arm in a friendly

reassuring way adding, "Which is totally fine by the way. I'm not judging, that's just what | hear."

"I'm Bi actually," Amber said finally after a long pause.

"Really," Hannah asked, "I've never seen you date any guys."

"I haven't," Amber confessed, "not since high school, but that didn't work out. I still fantasize about them though,

sometimes."

"Ah," Hannah said, sensing how uncomfortable Amber was at these personal details she let the subject drop.

"Let's start on this study guide then."

The material was dry, and perfectly straightforward for Amber, and she started to answer all of her study

partner's questions without the slightest issue. She really only seemed to have issues with the boring parts, like

remembering which set of nucleotides had Uracil and which one had Thymine, so it made the perfect palette

cleanser after the awkward moments earlier. After all, why would Amber, who had a crush on Hannah for over a

year, ever read too much into a question like 'so you like girls?' She might as well have asked, 'will you eat my

pussy?’ The answer to that question was not in doubt even a little bit. Yes she definitely would eat her pussy. Not

that she would ever have the nerve to say that, even if she had been asked. No, like most everything in life,

Hannah was not for her, and the sooner she got used to that, the better.

They were just about wrapping up, and Amber could tell she'd done a world of good with her new friend, if that's

what she was now. She even hoped that maybe she'd get a call to chelp her with the final in a few weeks,

when she heard the door open and close. "Hey babe," a voice called out, "I picked up that bud and thought we

could... oh, sorry | didn't know you had a friend over."

"It's fine," Amber said, starting to put her notes away a little more quickly, "I was just leaving so..."

"Nonsense," Hanna interrupted her, "Stay, hang out with us for a while. We were just going to have a quiet night

in. Brian doesn't mind if you join us for a bowl, do you Brian."

Amber let herself be pulled into the living room with only the slightest effort, averting her gaze from Hannah's

man. Like everything else in her life, he was hot, from his obvious muscles to his dazzling smile; not her type of

course, but definitely hot all the same. "I've never really tried marajuna," Amber offered up lamely as she

followed them both to the living room where Hannah sat down on the couch and started packing a bowl in a

colorful glass pipe while Brian turned on whatever episode of the new vampire show that was streaming, letting

it play in the background.