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 Discovering Melanie by Cave

   Discovering Melanie Ch.  21 (Chapter 21)

   After leaving Josy's apartment, they went to Melanie's to switch her
overnight bag with her study bag.

   While Josy waited by the elevator, Melanie went to her room.  She felt
as if she was on a rollercoaster of emotions.  The past few days had been
stimulating to say the least, followed by her dream, and then Josy helping
her to an orgasm in the middle of the night.

   As if that hadn't been enough, at breakfast, she'd been stripped naked
and stared at by Josy and her roommate Sophia in their kitchen and had just
narrowly avoided being seen naked by Jess as well.

   At least she was wearing normal clothes again.  Josy hadn't even told
her to forgo panties today.

   She thought back to standing naked in their kitchen, and how she'd again
gotten worked up.  Josy was waiting for her and she had to hurry, but
before grabbing her bag, she quickly lifted her mid-thigh length circle
skirt and pushed her panties down her legs, tossing them in her laundry
basket.  She wanted to experience that rush of going commando again.

   When she returned to the elevator, Josy was holding the door open.  They
stepped in and the elevator started going down.

   Would Josy again lift her skirt in the elevator?  Probably not, as she
didn't know Melanie had taken off her panties.  She wanted to let her know,
but how?  She turned her head, looking at her friend.

   Josy grinned at her.  "Now that Sophia has seen you, and it's no big
deal, how about a few more of my roommates next time?  Maybe a see-through
babydoll without panties?"

   "No big deal?" Melanie's previous idea of hinting her underwear status
left her mind, as she instead imagined herself surrounded by Josy's
roommates, all staring and commenting at her nearly naked body.  "I don't
want them to think of me like that."

   "Hmm, you're right.  We need to ease them into the idea that you're a
nudist, and not some sort of pervert."

   "Pervert?  You're basically saying I am!"

   The elevator arrived at the lobby and they stepped out.

   "No, no... Well, maybe a little.  Is that so bad?  Obviously, that makes
me one too."

   "Yes, you are." Melanie was dead serious.

   "We both are," Josy laughed.  "So, is it okay if I hint to my roommates
that you're a nudist?"

   "No!" Melanie hoped no one overheard their conversation.  She felt
herself getting excited, thinking about being naked anywhere in Josy's
apartment.  No, there was no way.  Could she do the same in her own
apartment?  No, she was getting way ahead of herself, but she could try out
the chemise at dinner.

   Josy was still looking at her, raising her eyebrows as if she didn't
think her immediate `no' was final.

   "Let them know I'm a nudist?  Well, I don't like it, but..." she paused,
averting her eyes in shame.  "I guess it's better than them thinking I'm a
pervert.  Just baby steps, okay?"

   Melanie felt a rush of excitement go through her.  She knew she should
tell Josy not to tell her roommates, but it was a deliciously enticing
idea.

   Josy giggled, obviously finding Melanie's change of mind amusing.  "We
should thank Reese for those gifts, and also do some shopping of our own."

   "For what?" Melanie asked, nervous about what sort of shopping Josy had
in mind.

   "Let's go to the mall on Saturday."

   Melanie responded with a noncommittal shrug.  She wanted a shorter
chemise, she wanted something a little bit see-through, she wanted her
boundaries pushed, but it scared her as well.  She was worried about her
reputation, about her roommates teasing her, about things spiraling out of
control.

   "Are you going running again tomorrow?" Josy asked.

   "I guess.  Probably." Melanie thought about Brian.  So much had changed
since the day before.  Thinking back to their teasing in class now made her
uncomfortable.  She needed to speak with him, given how she was now aware
of how she was developing feelings for Josy.  Looking to her side as they
crossed a road, she wondered what Josy thought about their recent
`experiments'.

   "So, you're sleeping in your own bed again," Josy said in a neutral
tone, which may have been either a question or a statement.

   Melanie didn't know what Josy meant by that.  "I guess that's more
convenient."

   Josy smiled.  "It's okay.  I think I'll be okay."

   All that happened the past twelve hours, what did it mean for Josy?  Was
Josy also trying to figure things out?  Perhaps it was indeed better that
she went back to sleeping in her own bed, to give them both some time to
think.  After all, she had been keeping Josy company to help her process
her emotional distress.  If anything were to grow between them, it should
not be connected to Josy's recovery.

   *****

   Melanie was among the first to arrive at the classroom.  She checked her
phone.  There hadn't been such a need to rush.  She was thinking about her
stay at Josy's, while absentmindedly playing with the buttons of her
blouse. Josy had licked her finger...

   "Good morning," Brian said.

   Melanie looked up, not having read anything on her phone.  "Good
morning."

   Brian leaned close to her, whispering, "You should probably leave those
buttons alone."

   "I wasn't doing anything."

   "Then why is the top button undone?"

   "That's how I like it," she lied.  She looked down and could see down to
her bra.  Brian could likely see as well.  Turning her back to Brian and
everyone else, she quickly fixed the top button.

   Brian was grinning.  "Sleep well?"

   Melanie thought back to her strange night, trying to keep her face
neutral.  "Yes.  You?"

   "Not bad."

   During class, Brian again teased her arm, similar to the previous day.
However, for Melanie, a lot had changed since then.  Confused about her
feelings for both Brian and Josy, she thought she should talk with him
about it today.  Did she want to let this continue, knowing that Brian was
interested in her?  For now, she ignored his touches.  Best not to engage
in these games.

   Just a few minutes into her second class of the day, Melanie was shocked
to feel Brian's hand touching her skirt.  It followed much the same pattern
as she had done to him the previous day.  He tickled the outside of her
leg, followed by placing his whole hand on it.  Again, she decided to
ignore it, just as he had.  However, he continued by doing something that
had not been possible for her.  His hand went to the hem and started
pulling it up.

   That's cheating!  She hadn't been able to do that to him!

   What would Josy think?  Would she mind Brian doing this to her?  As long
as it's just exposure without boundaries being crossed, it would be fine.
In fact, she thought with some amusement that Josy would probably encourage
it.

   Soon, she felt his hand on her bare leg above her thigh-highs, fingers
on the inside of her thighs.  His hand stroked her bare skin up and down
her thighs.  She still refused to react to it, even though his hand seemed
to go a little further each time.  It made it more and more difficult to
sit still and she noticed she had already spread her legs a little.  After
several more strokes, she knew that if he continued, he would find out she
wasn't wearing panties.

   She felt conflicted.  She knew she should stop him.  This wasn't a game
anymore, and her mind was on Josy.  However, she refused to give in and
didn't react other than an involuntary increase in her breathing.  She was
getting hot from this but kept her hands above the table.

   He kept going for several minutes, slowly stroking her thigh higher and
higher.

   He was just inches away from touching her pussy, when she put her hand
on his, holding it in place.

   He turned his head, a smile on his face, but it vanished.  He must have
seen her frown, and he removed his hand from her leg.

   Still breathing heavily, she felt bad.  For him, and for Josy.

   *****

   After lunch, Brian asked her if they could talk.

   She looked around.  The study room was hardly a place for a private
conversation.  "Let's go to the library.  One of the rooms there."

   "Okay."

   Luckily, it wasn't busy and there were rooms available.  They went
inside and Melanie sat down, wondering how to begin.

   "What's going on?" Brian asked.  "You've been acting differently today."

   She thought for a moment on what to say.  "I'm not sure about all of
this, Brian."

   "All of what?"

   "The tickling.  In class.  The teasing touches above and below the
table. You know what I mean."

   "But yesterday -"

   "Yesterday was yesterday." She averted her gaze, but saw him looking at
her, waiting for her to explain.  Being unsure about the situation with
Josy, she couldn't talk about that.  The confusion was the main problem,
and she didn't want to give him the wrong idea either.  "Can we press
pause?"

   "Press pause?  What does that even mean?"

   "I'm really confused right now, and I don't know what to do.  The
flirting..." She saw him blush as she called him out.  "I enjoy it. 
Enjoyed it.  Yesterday.  Today I'm confused.  I didn't mean to do this to
you."

   Brian looked upset at her words.  "Do what - lead me on?  Jerk me off in
the park?  I was just trying to find some normalcy between us.  You know I
like you."

   Inwardly she cringed at his use of certain words.  Jerked him off; it
made it feel so cheap.  She pushed that feeling out, focusing on his last
words.  "I like you too."

   "Then what's the problem?"

   "Josy," she said, and then gasped, surprised it had just slipped out. 
She looked at him for his reaction.

   Brian turned white.  "You said there wasn't anything between you two,"
he said in an accusatory tone.

   "There isn't.  Wasn't."

   "Wasn't?"

   "I don't know!" she said, flustered.  "I need some time.  You've been
nice to me, and I didn't want to hide this from you.  That's why I'm
telling you."

   He frowned, but after a moment he said, "I appreciate that.  Does it
mean we can't go running anymore?"

   "We can.  It's up to you."

   "And `running'?" he asked, using air quotes.  "We don't do that
anymore?"

   She blushed at his meaning.  "If you think we shouldn't."

   "Yeah," he said, his voice trailing off.

   "Okay," she said, unable to keep her disappointment out of her voice.

   "Wait!  I mean, it's your choice."

   Choice.  Her mind went to Josy.  If Josy was actually interested in her,
would Josy mind if she bared a little more skin than appropriate on a
morning run?  Brian and Josy; they both knew how much she enjoyed that part
of her life.  She'd have to tentatively ask Josy about it, even though she
was fairly sure of the answer.

   "Can I answer tomorrow?"

   "During our run?" Brian asked.

   "Yes.  Are you okay with that?"

   "Maybe.  I'll let you know." He was obviously unhappy about it, which
was understandable.

   She nodded, and then checked the time.  "Let's get back to Sarah and
Cohen and do some work."

   Much of the afternoon, Melanie was thinking about how to bring up her
running activities with Josy.  The thought of this upcoming talk had her
fidgeting and visiting the bathroom several times.

   At the end of the day, Melanie met up with Josy at the college gates to
walk home.

   "So..." Josy began.  "Since you enjoyed wearing your chemise at
breakfast, what will you wear to dinner?"

   "I don't know.  It's just my roommates there."

   "You don't have a babydoll, right?"

   "No." A babydoll evoked images of sexy, partially see-through lingerie
in Melanie's mind.  She imagined herself wearing that in the common room.
The idea excited her, but she wouldn't go that far.

   "Hmm.  In that case, I'm choosing for you.  Just let me think for a
moment."

   They walked in silence for a little while.

   Melanie was wondering how to broach the subject of Brian.  "About
Brian..." she began, looking at the ground.

   "Hmm?"

   "I... Sometimes, during our runs..." Melanie was trying to figure out
how best to say it.

   "You sometimes what?  Are you trying to tell me you tease him when you
go running together?"

   Melanie nearly stumbled.  Josy knew her so well.  "A little."

   Josy giggled.  "What do you mean by `a little'?"

   "I show some skin."

   Josy's eyes went big, with a smile to match.  "Ohh.  That is hot.  How
much exactly?  Has he seen your pussy?"

   Why had she brought this up?  She wanted to get out of there.  "No. 
Well... more like I show him my butt sometimes.  Although..."

   "Yes?" Josy pressed.

   "I ah... did show him... the front, while I pushed down my tights."

   "Your mound?  Or more?" Josy was relentless.

   Melanie was getting hot from this talk.  "Uhm.  Just the top of
my...uh...lips."

   They had just arrived at a road they had to cross and there was a small
group of guys waiting at the traffic light.  One of the guys turned his
head towards them with an odd look on his face.  Had he overheard?

   Melanie blushed furiously, while he turned to the others and said
something she couldn't hear.  Others also turned back to look at them. 
Nervously scanning their faces, she didn't think she recognized anyone from
her class.

   After crossing the road, they waited for a moment to get some distance
between them and the group.  Josy was grinning at her the whole time.

   "Brian must have liked that.  How did he react?" Josy continued their
conversation as if nothing had happened.

   Melanie thought back to that moment in the park.  He'd cum shortly
after, but that was also because she had been stroking him.  But that had
been a private moment between them.  "He liked it."

   "Did he touch you?" There was some apprehension in Josy's voice.

   That was something Melanie could easily answer.  "No." She saw Josy
relax and smile.

   "You need to come to the gym with me some time.  We can have some fun
there, I know.  How about Friday evening?"

   "Uh, okay," Melanie answered.  The conversation had side-tracked, but
she still needed to know.  "But, back to Brian.  Is it okay if I still go
running with him?  With the... uh..."

   Josy laughed.  "With the fun you have?" Then, Josy switched to a more
serious tone.  "Do you trust him?  I mean to keep his hands to himself?"

   Melanie thought it was funny Josy would ask this, given how Josy often
did not keep her hands to herself.  Does it mean Josy wants to keep that
privilege for herself?  "He's better at it than you are," she jabbed.

   Josy smirked.  "Touché."

   They arrived at their apartment building, entering an elevator, just the
two of them.

   The elevator doors closed and Melanie was still waiting for Josy's
answer concerning Brian, but she decided to tease Josy a little while she
could.  "Hey Josy, guess what?"

   "What?"

   Melanie lifted her skirt, raising it around her waist, baring her pussy
to Josy's view.

   "Oh, you little minx.  When did you take off your panties?"

   Melanie grinned.  "This morning, when I grabbed my bag."

   Josy stepped close, and touched Melanie's mound with her right hand,
rubbing the smooth skin.  "Naughty girl.  You can have your fun with Brian.
Just save this -" Josy moved her hand lower and slipped a finger between
her lips, "- for me."

   Melanie moaned.  "Yes." More from Josy's words than her touch, she
experienced an emotional high.  Josy wanted her.  Butterflies and muscle
contractions.

   The elevator arrived at Melanie's floor and the doors began to open, as
Josy was stroking Melanie's pussy.

   "The doors!" Melanie exclaimed in shock, imagining a group of people
waiting for the elevator.  At least Josy was between her and the doors,
blocking some of the view.

   "Ah, I couldn't help myself," Josy said, turning to look out into the
hallway, while she slipped a finger into Melanie's wetness.

   "Hnggh." Melanie bit her lip.  She could hear people in the hallways,
but the area in front of the elevators was clear.  Though she wanted Josy
to keep fingering her, she pushed her hand away.  Letting her skirt drop,
she stepped out of the elevator.

   Josy held the doors.  "I know what you're wearing at dinner."

   "Ah... What?"

   "To surprise your roommates, I'm tempted to make you have dinner naked,
but I know you'd refuse.  Instead, wear the other chemise Reese gave you.
No panties."

   Melanie knew she should be shocked, but at this point, she had been
expecting it.  She imagined the setting at the kitchen table with all her
roommates.  "At dinner?"

   Josy seemed to think about it for a moment.  "Change when you get to
your room.  Stay like that the whole evening until you go to sleep."

   Melanie gasped.  "O-okay."

   "Let me know how you like it.  Maybe take some pictures." Josy winked.
"See you later."

   "Wait.  You won't be there with me?"

   "Can't today.  My turn to cook.  Bye." Josy waved through the closing
doors.

   "Okay... Bye." But what if she would just have dinner at Josy's?

   The elevator doors closed and Melanie heard it continue going up.  Was
Josy licking her finger again?  She felt a little rush go through her.

   Just save this... for me.