Lady in Red

It did. The next morning I had class at 8:00. I always left at 7:30 so I could grab a quick bite on the way. I stepped out my door and walked down the hall. Suddenly a girl I didn't recognize turned the corner and approached me. She was wrapped in a deep red towel from her chest to the very top of her legs. It was not unheard of to see a girl walking from the shower like this...it was a co-ed dorm. I sort of remember it in slow motion, with her hands to either side and each leg delicately and purposefully placed before the other. It was like she was walking down a runway. Stunning, actually.

She approached from the middle of the hallway and walked right up to me. She had dark brown hair that brushed against her olive shoulders. She stopped and extended her hand.

"Hi, you're Magnus, right?"
"Yes, Hi. And you?"
"I'm Maria. I live a floor below you. "
"Pleased to finally meet you. You know...It's kind of embarrassing, but I've been reading your blog...and, well, I find it very exiting. I mean, chastity, that's quite a commitment."

As she shook my hand the towel fell off of her body revealing her stringy red underwear. She didn't bat an eye and held onto a corner letting the rest fall to the floor as if it was completely intentional. I tried to act as nothing had happened.

"Oops. Well, I guess I don't have anything to worry about with you, do I?"

She looked at me with a sinister smile and moved closer...I backed away and looked around to see if anyone else was in the hallway. It was empty, but at any point someone could have walked out of their door. I didn't really know what to say...

"Guess not."
"So, Mr. Celibate. I know your will is impenetrable, but, I also know you need to learn to overcome your most carnal and sinister urges. And, to do so you need to experience them first hand. I know you want the challenge to prove it to yourself. So, I was wondering if you might allow me to test your will this morning? I promise to be fair."

She turned away and looked at me over her shoulder in a seductive glance, dropping the towel. I tried to ignore what I was seeing but her skin begged me to watch. She raised her hands above her head and placed her back against the wall, one knee in front of her. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes and then looked at me with desperate eyes as her hand ran slowly across her neck and down to her abdomen.

As I stood there I felt her spell consuming me. I had this precise, visceral image of the things I would do to her. They were things she would encourage, things she would demand. She was irresistible and begging in front of me. My mind was obsessed with what was about to occur in moments only a few steps away through my dorm room door.

Then I felt, well, a disturbance rise up my spine and over my body. First only a tiny tinge and then a powerful rush. It was rage against the machine, against everyone's expectations, against the small dictators controlling every aspect of my life; my academic struggles, discouragement, the breadth of my weaknesses.

No, I thought.

She rolled from the wall and took advantage of my slight daze, pulling me close with my belt loop. I felt her breath on my neck and her hand ascend my inner thigh and press gently over my partial erection.

The anger intensified...I am not a predictable animal subservient to the whims of this girl, or anyone. I am stronger than this. The inferno of lust insisting I pull the frail strip of warm fabric to the side was crushed by the will to be in control of my own body.

"Thank you very much, Miss Maria, but I think it has been tested enough already. See you around..."

When I last looked back she was posed in a savory position against the wall, gazing at me with that same relaxed smile.

As I hobbled to the cafeteria I felt the rush of power wash over me, as if I had conquered something incredible. It was an unfamiliar and welcome feeling. I tried to focus on those thoughts instead of the savage images that subconsciously flashed into my mind as I observed her pleading in front of me; I could already feel a drop of sweat splash on my face as her silk body shivered with natural intensity over mine, surrounding me tightly in waves of convulsions. It was this impossible temptation, and my ability to overcome it that ultimately thrilled me.

This was my first triumph. To overcome such a thing would not have even been comprehensible a year earlier. Now it was an obsession. Although I hadn't considered it before, she was right. I did want to conquer my greatest weaknesses. And, I could never know my strength until I was challenged. Still, I was glad it was over...

Things slowly returned to normal. After my 8:00 class I remembered I had to help Stacy out with her homework...