Little Annie
 

Annie was an undergraduate who did a summer research project in my lab while I was working on my Masters. My advisor asked me to help her out getting work space as well as equipment and supplies that she would need. I was glad to do it for two reasons. First, your research advisor has your academic career by the balls, controlling everything from when and if you graduate as well as your pay. Second, she was an attractive, petite blonde with wavy, shoulder length hair. Looking back, the fact that I was the only guy in our research group with a steady girl friend at the time, he probably figured I’d be less likely to constantly creep on her.

So I set her up on the opposite side of the lab bench from my station, figuring that if she had questions we wouldn’t have to shout across the room. This turned out to be an excellent decision. Annie didn’t wear too many clothes, to say the least. Every day was a pair of gym shorts, sneakers with crew socks so she showed lots of leg. And her legs were well tanned and fit. And I’m a boob guy, so that tells you how nice her legs were. Her tops would vary. The occasional polo shirt, mostly cotton blouses, plus the occasional halter top or tube top. I found out within the week that she did not wear a bra. She was leaning over her work space, her blouse gapped open and I got a perfect view of her boobs from the opposite side of the bench. They weren’t huge, B cups with really pointy and slightly puffy nipples. So I made sure to be doing bench work on days she wore a blouse.

She was a great worker, as well as being smart with a sense of humor. If I showed her how to use a piece of equipment, she would take copious notes and I’d never have to show her twice. After a few weeks, she asked me if I wanted to join her and some friends for a Friday night beer, but I had to decline as I had plans with my girl friend. She asked me about Cathy and I told her she was a petite cute blonde like she was except for having short curly hair. I asked if there was a Mr. Annie and she said she wasn’t having any serious relationships that might interfere with her job search during the coming year.

The summer went quickly, Annie and I became pretty good friends. We’d often go to lunch together and had happy hour beers a few times as well. A couple of my friends were riding me because they were positive we were sleeping together and they knew about Cathy. I constantly reminded them that we were just friends. Its the ninth week of the quarter (of ten) and I’m in the lab late Friday afternoon. Annie comes over to my bench and asks me for an opinion about how she should present her data in her final report. She had a couple of graphs she showed me, explained how one showed one aspect of her data, the other a different aspect. I told her to use both, our boss liked lots of graphs! I gave her a copy of a paper that we had submitted for publication so she would know how our boss liked things. I also offered to read over her final report if she wanted a second set of eyes. She agreed that would be a good idea.

There was a little lull in our conversation and she leaned in and kissed me. Needless to say, I kissed her back. So we stood next to the lab bench making out for a few minutes, my hands roaming around her body. I pulled her tube top down and leaned over and licked and sucked her nipples, she unbuttoned my shirt and started rubbing my chest. After a few minutes, I pulled her gym shorts down and lifted her up so she was sitting on the lab bench. I bent over and held her lips apart and started licking her clit, after about a minute she was breathing heavily and said “just fuck me”. So I pulled my shorts and underwear down, she took hold of my dick and guided me inside her. We set a nice slow pace, gradually going faster until I had to slow down a bit so I didn’t come too soon. She finally started to come, so I sped up and finished as hard and fast as I could.

We held each other and made out, taking breaks to lick and suck each others nipples. I got hard after a couple of minutes and asked if she wanted another round and she said no. She hopped off the bench, pulled her shorts up, then leaned down and started sucking me. After a minute or so, she led me over to the bench and jerked me off into the lab sink. When I was done, she grabbed a paper towel and wiped me off, then gave me a little kiss on the head. I pulled up my shorts, gave her nipples a final lick and suck and she straightened out her tube top. After one final kiss, she went back to her desk and me to mine.

Nothing ever happened again and we never talked about it. She didn’t work in the lab after the summer, but I would see her around in the building. She always had a big smile and said hi to me. I ran into her in a bar late winter quarter, she told me she had accepted a job at an oil refinery in Houston. I told her I had a college classmate that was working there and she should look Gary up when she gets there. About three years later, another classmate was driving through town due to a job change and looked me up. He had been in California and was taking a new job in northern Ohio. He told me he had talked to a lot of our classmates and in talking he told me Gary was engaged to a cute little blonde engineer named Annie that worked at his refinery. I haven’t seen Gary since graduation but I figure it has to be the same Annie!