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Confessions of A Small Town Girl - College 3: Getting the Grade

Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: alliet14, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

By the end of my first semester, I had regained the popularity status that I had been accustomed to in high school. The softball team was coming along good for it being our first season. We had not yet won a game, but we were beginning to gel as a team, which was considered progress. We mainly had games with small colleges around Georgia due to the low budget. Personally, I was having a good season, I thought. I was hitting well, and my pitching was improving. Coach Jared helped me to develop a couple of off-speed pitches that were coming along and had given me a larger arsenal. I really enjoyed my work sessions with the coach. He was very knowledgeable, and the fact he was hot didn’t hurt. Jared was twenty-nine, and it was his first year of coaching college softball. He had been a coach at a high school down around home, and was familiar with me from there. He had black hair, blue eyes, and was built. The only down side to him was he was married, and his wife was expecting their first child. Even though I knew that, it didn’t stop me from flirting. I had learned over the past few months how to flirt to get what I wanted. At work, I would flirt to get bigger tips, and at home I would flirt with Kate, mostly to get her in my bed. In class, I would flirt with my professors to get away with not turning in an assignment. My flirting was mostly innocent, but the results were all the same. Kate would warn me that I was going to get myself in a sticky situation, but that didn’t ... stop me. I thought I had everything under control. My flirting had also made me popular with the guys around campus. With the guys I really liked I would turn it on thick, and on more than one occasion, it paid off with a night or two of wild sex. I had really lost control. My love of flirting and sex was turning me into a slut, but I didn’t care. I loved the attention and I didn’t have anyone to answer to, so I just lived life to the fullest. Besides, I was making good grades, I was working and paying my bills, and I was also giving my time to the team. I figured if I was keeping everything as it should be, I was not hurting anything by having a little fun. On the weekend before finals, Mark invited me to go with him to a party. I knew I should have been home studying, but figured I would go - and besides, I had Sunday to study. Unfortunately, Mark and I ended up back at his place, and I didn’t return home until Sunday night. I crammed the best I could for my Monday morning exam, and thought I knew the material well enough and went to bed about two a.m. Monday morning. When I woke up a few hours later, I showered, and put on a pair of tights and a long shirt. I had almost stopped wearing a bra except for work, and when I wore tights, I didn’t wear panties. I thought seeing a panty line under the tights was tacky, and if I wanted someone to look at my ass, I didn’t want a panty line obstructing the view. I arrived to class and did my usual flirting with the professor and some of ...