Adultery Mark Tells His Story (Complete Story) BY Pookie

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"Thank you for being so sweet," she says in a flirtatious way. "I can't seem to get used to these things."

I feel like I'm in heaven right now.

I could see her struggling to get her books and trying to get out of the classroom on crutches. She didn't seem to have a problem when she got to class. I'm not going to pass up the chance to help her out though.

"Can I carry something for you?"

"Sure Mark, can you carry my books for me?"

"I'd love to ... ahhh I mean ... sure."

I realize I'm showing quite a bit of excitement over carrying her books for her. She looks up at me smiling and breaks out in a small laugh at my clumsy chatter.

"Relax Mark ... I don't bite," she says smiling reassuringly.

I relax with her smile. It's like we connected somehow. I couldn't look away from her eyes. However, we both suddenly realize we're blocking the exit from the classroom, so we make our way into the hall.

"Do you have another class? This is my last one for today," she says.

"I'm finished for today too. I'm about to go to my apartment before going to my part-time job. I can carry these to the parking lot for you, if you want me to?"

"That would be really sweet, Mark," she says as our eyes lock together again.

I get lost looking into her eyes. She seems lost looking back into my eyes. We leave the building and begin walking to the parking lot. For the past year, I'd been cursing how far the parking lot is from where my classes are usually located. Now I could kiss whoever laid out the design of the campus! We walk slowly because of her crutches as we chat about nothing in particular. She is so easy to talk to. I no longer feel intimidated by her so much. I feel more and more relaxed around her.

Then this guy I recognize as a football player walks up to her and begins talking to her like I didn't even exist. I just stand there, not knowing what to say or do. I feel very tongue-tied with the two of them now. They talk for a moment before he offers to take her books for her to her car. What a fucking nerve this guy has! He can see that I'm carrying them for her!

I figure my time in the spotlight just ended. I just know she would rather have this big good-looking jock carry them. Amazing how two grown men can compete to carry a girl's books for her. However, I know I can't compete with this guy. Debbie had embedded in my mind the fact that I stood no chance with a girl like this.

Melissa completely surprises me though. She looks at this big handsome football player and tells him something that changes my whole perception of what Debbie told me.

"Mark is carrying my books for me. Thanks for the offer though."

I can tell he fully expected to have the honor. I could tell that he is somewhat stunned and pissed as well after she says it.

The jock just says, "OK, I'll see you around then."

She looks at me, smiling reassuringly again.

"Sorry about that. Some guys can be so rude."

"That's OK ... I wouldn't have minded if ... "

"No Mark. I want you to carry my books for me," she says.

We continue walking slowly toward the parking lot talking about different things. Before I realize it, it has taken us an hour to walk what normally only takes ten minutes. We get lost in our conversation together.