WINTER DOLDRUMS... Surviving, but barely (Part 31e)

Back at the house I had to find Mrs. K. With girls staying at the house there was no way she’d let me go up to my room unescorted. I told her that we’d been fooling around in the snow and Elle had gotten wet and needed dry clothes. She walked me upstairs and after making sure no one was there went back to her bedroom. Elle had told me what to bring her which, of course, led me into her suitcase. Her slacks were right on top but I had to do some rooting around to find panties. I found two pair of heavy cotton ones which I knew were for a “package“ but, at first, couldn’t find the nylon ones that she said were in there. I was just about to take one of the cotton ones when I saw the little ”sleeve“ attached to the side of the bag. Voila! I had what I wanted. Of course I inspected them and found they were the same old nondescript ones she usually wore. I was happy in that at least they weren’t cotton.

It had taken longer than I’d expected or wanted. I was sure Mrs. K. would reappear to find out what I was doing. As I was about to walk out the door I noticed that her roommate hadn’t made up her bed and that her pajamas were just lying there. I hesitated for a second and then said ”why not?“ and picked them up. A pair of pink panties with a lace applique fell out and onto the floor. I grabbed them and took a look at the crotch first. There was some sort of discharge there and I was about to take a sniff when I heard the stairs creak. I jammed them back into the pajamas and with my heart beating a million beats a minute headed out the door.

Walking back to the fraternity I was sort of mad that I hadn’t looked at the label of the panties. They looked nice and felt good to the touch. Since she was a member of Elle’s sorority I thought that maybe I might come across them on the basement washline sometime when I was over there. At that point all I could do was hope.

Back at the fraternity a lot of people had returned from the hockey game. As I walked into the living room I could see Elle was really uncomfortable. She had her book in her lap so I couldn’t see if the wetness had wicked up. Even if it hadn’t I knew I had to do something to hide her backside when she did get up. We’d hung her coat in the coat room so I went and got it for her. I’m sure that if anybody had been watching us closely that they would’ve thought that she/we were crazy because all she did was to walk from the living room to the ladies room with her coat on.

I tried to get a peek at her from the peep hole in the coat/telephone room door but there were two people trying to talk on the phone at the same time so I knew that was a waste of time. When she finally came out she had taken her coat off. She whispered to me that her wet pants were rolled up inside and wanted me to find a place for them. Maybe if I was in my own room I could’ve come up with a safe place but working out of a shared room I was a bit leery of that. I decided to hide them in the dorm and under the bunk bed that I’d slept in. I wasn’t happy with my choice but couldn’t come up with anything better.

Saturday nights were always a bit tamer on party weekends. It seemed as if most ”brothers“ stayed around their own fraternities on Friday and would go ”visiting” on Saturday night. We decided to go looking for Christy, her temporary roommate. Along the way I ran into some of my old freshman dorm mates. I know that was boring for Elle but there wasn’t much I could do. I’d vowed to make sure Elle visited a ladies room on a regular basis and by the time we got back to my fraternity Elle knew exactly where the ladies room was in each fraternity.

We ended up in the fraternity dining room over in a corner. We’d turned the lights off and Elle was sitting in my lap. I remember asking myself if this was the right time to get a little “friendly”. I’d rationalized that she’d sent a number of “signals” but I just couldn’t take the next obvious step. In hindsight, she was actually giving me signals as we sat there but I didn’t react. I don’t know how long we stayed there but when a bunch of drunken brothers, without dates, turned on the lights and started to harass us I knew it was time to take her back to the room. After another rather unpassionate day, the “goodnight” was a totally different story. Like the previous night, her kiss was filled with passion. I liked it... A LOT! What really surprised me was that she asked if there wasn’t someplace we could go and could be alone.

There really wasn’t. At least any place I had any confidence in. So, like the night before Elle finally broke away and disappeared inside. My walk back to the fraternity was very lively. I was ecstatic that it was Elle was had given in and was actively pursuing me to get “friendly“ again. I knew I wasn’t going to get much sleep but at that point in time I didn’t really care.

To be continued...