0 comments/ 4521 views/ 2 favorites Stickier Wickets Ch. 01 By: barabajagal001 Note: This story arc picks up directly after Sticky Wickets. I decided to change the name to reflect my choice to explore a number of other, kinkier storyline ideas with Elaine and Will. We're talking a little bondage, a little control, threesomes (MFF and MMF), public sex, and who knows what else... ---- After spending the night with Will, Elaine had to admit that he was right. There was no way they could continue to be together. She had no right to be jealous of a date he had, and it meant she might be starting to develop feelings for him that went beyond a physical crush or the affection she felt as a friend. It just wasn't smart. Of course that meant she would have to find some kind of outlet for her feelings. Surely there was some way. Some way arrived suddenly in her last class of the day in the guise of her good friend Trevor. "How's it shaking, beautiful?" he asked, as he dropped down into a chair beside her. "Fine, I guess. Hey, I heard you and Sharon split." "Yeah, well, it was bound to happen eventually." "Really? I thought you guys really hit it off." "I like her well enough, as a friend. It's just I wasn't so into her, uh, in the sack, if you know what I mean." "Yeah, I know what you mean," Ellie said, rolling her eyes. "I dunno, I was never really attracted to her in the first place, so..." "Why'd you ask her out, then?" "Like I said, she's a good friend, and I thought maybe my lack of attraction to her would just...get better." "Not so much, I'm guessing?" "Yeah. But anyway, I figured I might as well move on since the girl I was really interested in wasn't into me." "Oh yeah? Who's that?" At that point the professor called the class to order and Trevor sat back, looking annoyed. Honestly, Elaine didn't know too many girls in their department who weren't at least a little into Trevor. He was really cute, with curly chocolate-brown hair and often a day or two of stubble. Plus he was smart, outspoken, and really funny. She'd had a bit of a crush on him herself, but by the time she'd realized it he was with Sharon. So she'd let it rest and then had her attention forcibly drawn to Will. Class dragged. It was nearly six by the time they were let out and Trevor didn't seem as much in the mood to share. Elaine wanted the dirt, though, so she convinced him to come back to the building after his soccer practice and dinner to study in the student lounge. It was down the hall from the professor offices, but on Friday evenings they usually went home early. Most students were out partying or at library, as far away from the offices as they could be. They would have total solitude for Elaine to get information out of Trevor. Out of habit, she went home after dinner to shower and change before going to the student lounge. She let her clean hair bounce down over her shoulders and carelessly picked out an outfit that would be comfortable -- a short pink skirt and a loose white button-down shirt. Jogging across campus she became aware that her skirt was perhaps a little shorter than she had intended, but there was nothing to be done about it now. Trevor was already waiting for her in the student lounge, a stack of note cards on the table in front of him. Papers were strewn about haphazardly. He was scribbling in a notebook and barely looked up when Elaine entered. She dropped her backpack down beside his and pulled her study materials out before saying anything. "Earth to Trevor! You in there?" "Oh! Hey, Ellie," he said, finally looking up. Elaine didn't miss the way his eyes lingered on her legs before returning to her face. She stopped worrying about the length of her skirt. "All right, so the big test is next week and we know Professor Valdez is a huge stickler for details, so I guess we should make sure we know everything she told us about the stuff on the study sheet." "And stuff she didn't tell us," Trevor grumbled. "Remember on the midterm last semester Kim Baker was the only one to get full credit and that's only because she wrote stuff she looked up herself." "Overachieving bitch," Elaine said with a smile. "If that's what it takes to get full credit I don't think I care enough to get it." "Well, me neither, but I still want to pass. Let's get cracking." For an hour the two quizzed each other with note cards and asked the short answer questions from the study sheet. When they were sure they had crammed all the information about the precursors to the American Revolution into their heads, they finally put down their cards and sat back. "So, Trev...about the girl you liked..." Trevor rolled his eyes. "I knew we'd get right back to that." "Of course. You said you don't think she likes you, but then it must be someone I don't know. Almost every girl in the department has had a crush on you at some time or other. The only ones who haven't are lesbians." "You're exaggerating." "Only a little." "Well, you've never had a crush on me." "That's not true. I had the hots for you last year for like months. I mean I still think you're attractive and I...oh." "Well, uh," he said, rubbing the back of his neck, "I really wanted to ask you out last year, Ellie, but I thought you were already going out with someone." "No," she replied, a little surprised. "Um, I mean, well, there is this guy I've been seeing on and off for a little while now, but we broke it off. We're not really supposed to be seeing each other." "Married?" Trevor asked with raised eyebrows. "Something like that..." "Well if it's over between you two..." "It is. Definitely." "Then maybe we could just, um..." Before she could stop herself, she leaned over and kissed him. In the back of her mind she wondered if she should have waited until they'd at least gone out on a date, but this was different. It was Trevor. They already knew each other. Trevor responded back with such enthusiasm that when they finally parted Elaine was breathless. Before she knew it she found herself lying mostly on top of him, kissing him feverishly. She was turned on already, trying to stop herself from grinding her hips into him when she felt his erection digging into her hip. His hand brushed against her breast through her shirt and a shiver ran through her. Again the voice in her head tried to tell her, you shouldn't be doing this. You're in public. What if someone's here. What if...Will's here? But she couldn't seem to make herself stop, and Trevor didn't seem to have any problem with it, either. It didn't matter where they were. This was going to happen. Or not. The door banged open and they pulled apart immediately, Elaine wiping her lips with the back of her hand guiltily and Trevor pulling a notebook from the table into his lap. Elaine looked up to see who had interrupted them and her heart skipped a beat. Will was standing in the doorway looking pretty pissed off. She felt guilty, even though he had been the one who kept insisting they stop. It didn't seem right that he had caught her making out with someone else. "Trevor. Elaine. Do you think this is an appropriate place for...whatever it is you were doing?" "No," they replied together. "We were, uh, just leaving, Professor," Trevor offered. "Good, do that. Actually...Elaine, I need to speak with you about your position." Had he intended the double meaning, or was she imagining things? "Um, okay." "In my office." "I'll wait for you," said Trevor. "I'll escort Elaine back to her room personally tonight to see that she stays out of trouble." Trevor raised his eyebrows and looked back at Elaine, shrugging. "It's all right, Trev. I'll call you later this weekend." Both of them packed up their study materials in silence and Trevor took off down the hall, appearing relieved they wouldn't be getting a lecture. Well, he wouldn't, anyway. Elaine was alone with Will. Will, who somehow seemed even sexier than usual in his indignation. Elaine wasn't sure what was going to happen, but she followed him meekly down the hall and toward the department office. The staff offices were clustered in the corner of the building, accessible through the department office only. Will preceded her into the little cube that was his office without turning on the lights in either the department office or his own. It was dark, and they were alone with only the dull amber lighting of the lamps outside the building to illuminate them. Will closed the door to his office behind them and turned on Ellie, who shrank back against the wall. "Explain yourself." Even though she kind of felt like she owed him one, if she wanted to get away from any emotional connection or relationship they might have she needed to stand strong. She took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. "I don't think I have to explain anything to you. You're the one who insisted we not see each other. You can't get mad when I get together with someone else." "So you thought it would be, what, funny to screw with me by doing it right down the hall from my office?" "It's nine at night, Will. I didn't know you'd be here." "After I specifically said I would be in my office late tonight grading papers?" Elaine had no answer to that. She remembered now that he had said it, but she hadn't thought anything of it at the time. "Honestly we just came up here to study because I knew it would be quiet. We were studying for like an hour before, you know...I'm not even sure how it happened. We were just talking and then...I wasn't even thinking about you." Will frowned and Elaine immediately wished she hadn't said it. "Well it certainly seemed like you weren't thinking about anything but getting off. You in that short little skirt and your ass pointed up like you didn't care who saw it. You and your boyfriend practically screwing right in front of the door with the huge fucking window in it. Or maybe you were hoping to give someone a peek. The cleaning crew, or any student who might be coming to study...or me, just down the hall." Elaine had never seen him like this before. Far from alarming her, it was turning her on like crazy. He was actually jealous. "He's not my boyfriend." "Not even your boyfriend," he said, a little incredulously. "Do you want to drive me crazy? How do you think it makes me feel to see you with someone else? Bullshit you weren't thinking of me at all. I think you were hoping I would walk down the hall and see you two fucking. Right? What if I hadn't opened the door? Were you going to fuck him right there on the couch in front of me?" "Yes...I mean, no! I don't know," Elaine whined. All his questions were confusing her and his overbearing demeanor was making her head swim. She looked up at him imploringly, licking her lower lip in an unconscious motion. Suddenly Will leaned down and kissed her, hard. He grasped her hands and held them over her head with one of his. His other hand slid up her inner thigh and over her panties. "You're so fucking wet already," he said in a low voice, his face inches from her own. "Is that for him, or for me?" It was both, and Elaine was sure that Will knew it was both, but she also knew what he wanted to hear. "You," she whispered. "Damn right. Admit it, you liked the idea someone might be watching you, didn't you?" It honestly hadn't occurred to her to like it or not. The thrill of the chance of being caught was sort of exciting, but she wasn't sure she would have liked it if it had happened. "I didn't think --" "Liar. I bet you'd just love getting fucked where anyone could walk in and see you. "No," Elaine replied, but it sounded insincere even to her. She couldn't imagine Will taking an incredible risk like that. Not here. But gripping her wrists firmly, he jerked the door open and pulled her through into the department office. It was also quite dark, illuminated just barely by the dim light from the hallway. Will dragged her over to the cabinets against one wall and pressed her wrists into the cabinets above her head firmly before releasing them. "Don't fucking move," he ordered, then bent and yanked her panties down. She dutifully stepped out of them and he twisted them around her wrists. Then he lifted her bound wrists even higher and secured them to an upturned nail on the top of the cabinets. It was so high up Elaine was forced onto her tiptoes, arching her back to avoid tearing the damp fabric that held her in place. "Will, what are you doing?" she asked, a little panicked. This had gone in a completely different direction that she had imagined. "What does it look like I'm doing? Since you obviously can't keep yourself from fucking the first guy who's willing right in public, I figure I might as well at least be the one fucking you." "I don't understand. You said..." "Well, fuck what I said. I can't just sit around and watch you with another guy." "What about the girl you were seeing?" Elaine was more than a little confused -- not to mention aroused -- by Will's possessiveness, but it was completely out of character. As was the profanity. She wasn't sure if she liked him better this way, but the moisture dripping down over her thighs begged to differ. "Fine. It's none of her business -- or yours -- what I do with other girls." "That doesn't seem very fair." "I don't think you're in any position to tell me what's fair and what isn't," Will said, running his fingertips down over her bound arms. For the first time, Elaine felt just a little afraid. He really could do anything to her and she wasn't sure she could stop him. He had twisted her panties pretty tightly around her wrists. She squirmed under his gaze and he flashed a smile at her, but she wasn't comforted. In the dark, his smile was predatory. Will unzipped his pants and pushed them down a little before grabbing Elaine's hips and pulling her forward. One hand braced her by grabbing her ass, and the other lifted her skirt up out of the way. Without any further warning he plunged deeply into her and she cried out. He withdrew most of the way and then pumped his hips back into her hard. The cabinets rattled ominously as he began moving in her, and Will glanced up at them with a frown. "I can't believe you're doing this," she said on a moan as he gave her a particularly hard thrust. "Shut up, Elaine," he replied, almost kindly. He slid both hands under her thighs and lifted one of them at a time to his hips. Grateful to now longer be balanced on her toes, Elaine wrapped her aching calves around him. He responded by fucking her harder and more completely than she would have thought possible, almost as if he were trying to punish her for making him see her with Trevor. She clenched her fists above her head as he slammed into her, trying not to cry out with each impact. It felt so good, but it was almost painful. Will's hands appeared at her blouse buttons, trying and failing to open them. At last he gave up and simply yanked her shirt open, scattering buttons everywhere. "Hey!" she said, as her naked breasts suddenly popped into view. Will ignored her, squeezing her breasts firmly and covering her mouth with his own. It muffled the sound of her moaning, which was getting louder and louder as she approached sensory overload. She rolled her hips against him as he pounded into her, trying to get the friction she desperately craved. Will shifted a little, changing the angle of his thrusts, and Elaine pulled her head away, knocking it against the cabinets behind her as an orgasm tore through her. Will dropped his hands back to her hips, using the extra leverage to fuck her harder again, and Elaine lost the battle to keep quiet. She stared vacantly at the ceiling, gasping and moaning helplessly. "Ellie...you have to...keep quiet," Will said, breathing hard in his own attempt to be as silent as possible. "I can't, it feels so good." "Am I going to have to gag you, too?" he asked, trying to make a joke. "No, don't stop! I'm going to come again." "Oh yes," he replied in a long moan, feeling her tightening around him. He pulled her as close to him as he could, giving her a few short thrusts and exploding into her. At last he was still, their hearts racing as they clung to each other in the department office. Their breathing was so thick in their ears that neither of them heard the door of one of the faculty offices close with a soft snick.