GENRE: Lesbian Spicy Romance
LENGTH: 2,269 words
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Skipping class has never been this naughty! One college co-ed stumbles onto her best friend's sister, Sheila, during a tutoring lesson. Only Sheila isn't the one giving the lesson, and what she's learning isn't found on the college curriculum.

The co-ed spies on the lesbian lovers, learning much more than her school has to offer.

EXCERPT:
Note: may contain sexually explicit scenes of a homoerotic nature.

Vanessa and I thought being at University would be so much fun, especially now we had cars and were of legal age to drink, but it had become boring so we decided to skip classes for the rest of the day. Since turning eighteen she’d built up quite a collection of DVDs. We wanted to stay home and watch the latest porno DVDs she’d ordered online.

She told me to meet her at her house at about 10.30 A.M. Her mother would be at work, so when I knocked at the door and no one answered, I realized Vanessa wasn’t home yet.

Vanessa and I intended to have a wonderful day together. It wasn’t often we could spend the day without prying eyes, and with her mother at work, we could do whatever we wanted -- walk around naked, make love in any of the rooms ... especially her parents’, which we’d only done once before and almost got caught by her older nosy sister, Sheila.

Unsure of what to do, I scurried around the back, not wanting my own mother to drive by and see me waiting out front. Turning the corner, I hesitated when I heard faint voices drifting over. Surprised anyone was home, as no one had answered the door, I edged my way to her sister’s bedroom window and, sure enough, that’s where the voices came from.

“Strip for me,” a female voice chuckled as I peered through a crack in the drapes.

I nearly gasped out loud when I saw Vanessa’s sister, Sheila, dressed in a sexy little maid’s outfit. Sheila had a fantastic figure, and in this get-up, she looked really hot, especially when she bent over.

“Hey, I thought I was the tutor,” she said with a laugh.

“You are, but this time I’ve got a lesson I want to teach you,” the female said.

Fuck, what was Sheila doing in there with one of the girls from our school? I couldn’t make out who she was with, but I knew Sheila often gave tutoring classes after school hours, not at this time of the day. What was she up to?

I watched Sheila unhook her stockings from the garter belt, and as she rolled them down her leg, I got a bird’s eye view of her perky bum peeking back at me. She wore crotch-less panties.

I pulled back, unsure whether or not to keep watching. After all, I’ve know her for years.