JoBeth & Amy #2: The Start of Something New

JoBeth & Amy: Story 02 – The Start of Something New - CHAPTER 3

*Note: This story got a little longer on me than I expected - it is not completely edited, so if you see any little errors in there... that's why!*



*WARNINGS: This story IS FOR 18+ ONLY! If you don't like adult situations, don't read any further!! This story will eventually contain BONDAGE, a sexual situation, and will involve a suggestive bit of girl/girl fun...*



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JoBeth jogged towards the literature department’s building, slowing just long enough to steal a glance at the university’s clock tower. The golden hands that shimmered on the clock face in the last evening light told her she had a few minutes to spare. The brunette slipped around the few other students that were heading in the same direction, re-quickening her pace.



Once she’d finally been able to concentrate on her homework that afternoon, JoBeth had felt an unusually strong desire to see her TA again. She wanted to get to the review session early in hopes of stealing a small moment with her TA, but her new leather toys had been more engrossing than she’d anticipated. JoBeth imagined what it would be like if she had a certain blonde captress there with her and while happily lost in her fantasy world, she hadn’t noticed the sound of her alarm.



It had taken a few minutes to gather her wits back about her though the blissful haze of pleasure and start to seek out the keys. Her heart was already pounding both in exhilaration and from a small touch of panic that she was late. With a few dexterous movements over the locks and laces, JoBeth freed herself from the hood and after seeking out a bottle of water, she started getting ready.



Her alarm had been running for nearly five minutes before she’d noticed it, forcing the exasperated brunette to tear through her closet and fish out her favorite hoodie sweatshirt. Sliding into a comfortable pair of cargo pants, her lips curled up into a wide grin. JoBeth couldn’t help a small giggle while she adjusted the top of her zipper to let a little tease of cleavage show.



The image of Amy, her TA, bubbled to the surface of her thoughts, and just how much she liked being the reason for the slightly older girl’s warm smile. JoBeth had done her best to attract her TA’s attention in the past few weeks, both before and during their class together, but the last thing she needed was to throw herself at the TA and get absolutely humiliated both personally and academically.



Combating the small fears of rejection that were floating around in her mind were all the longing stares that she’d caught Amy in the middle of over the past few weeks. She’d been caught in more than a few of her own and their ensuing bashful smiles always left her wishing that one of them could say something. The frustration of being stuck as a student and teacher was that a first move would be almost impossible without knowing exactly how Amy would respond first. Until she was able to figure that out, JoBeth would do whatever she could to still appear completely innocent while attracting more of Amy’s secret gazes.



By the time she’d finished getting dressed, the marks on her face left by the gag’s tight straps and the hood had started to fade. She’d gingerly splashed some water on her face and rubbed the remainder of the marks gently, hoping that the tell-tale signs would disappear before she made it to the review session. Applying a dash of the simple makeup she wore, JoBeth had pulled her hair into her trademark pair of ponytails, grabbed her backpack and headed out the door.



JoBeth considered herself lucky that she’d managed to get the dormitory closest to the center of campus. It had already saved her from several bouts of oversleeping since school began and she hoped that it would help her make her review session on time.



Her fellow students were fairly active for the Sunday evening before midterms. A few groups of students were still scattered around the tree-lined quad at the center of campus, some playing games, others taking advantage of the pleasantly warm fall evening. The rest seemed to be heading in the same general direction that she was; to last minute study sessions around the sprawling library complex.



“Come on, come on,” she whispered to herself, coming to the edge of the university quad and the near side of the campus’ ring road. Jogging along the last obstacle between herself and her destination, she made her way to the nearest crosswalk. When a glance back and forth satisfied her that no cars were in sight, JoBeth adjusted her backpack over her shoulder and darted across the road.



She recognized a few more fellow classmates and a pair of professors as she headed towards the building’s large glass entryway. The automatic doors slid easily out of her way with a quiet hiss and she entered the main lobby. A noise off in the distance sounded vaguely familiar, but she made a bee-line up the main staircase to the second floor while largely on autopilot.



JoBeth’s journalism major meant that most of the classes in her first semester were scattered among the building’s many sprawling hallways. Outside of a few first-day issues, she’d learned her way around the building fairly quickly, and she was putting that knowledge to use while combating the weekend’s distractions, trying to stop them from getting the best of her.



The brunette tried to focus on the exam ahead and the questions that she’d both needed and wanted to ask her TA, but her mind kept wandering into several other things. A few thoughts stood prominently above all else in JoBeth’s mind, and their grip on her hadn’t lessened since she’d left her dorm. The insatiable desire and longing she felt for her mysterious captress was enthralling. Her class-related concerns melted away against the memory of how incredible it’d felt to hear the final snap of the locks on her new ballgag and hood, and how much she wanted to find the girl that had first put them on her.



Rounding the last corner, JoBeth walked down the hallway that led to the room where the review session was being held. Her breath was shortened from the exertion of hurrying across campus and from the tingling brought upon by her dirtier thoughts. Even after bringing herself off again in hope of finding some relief from the sexual frustration that tormented her, her arousal had barely faded.



JoBeth had kept her new bondage gear close by since returning home with it and that evening hadn’t been the first time she’d put some of it to use. She could still feel the gag’s and hood’s tightness around her. The mere thought of them and what she did each time she’d locked them on herself that weekend turned her cheeks a faint shade of scarlet.



She felt a strange, new and powerful affection for being placed in the bondage gear’s confining but sensual embrace, preferably while being held tight in the arms of that blonde doctor girl, ‘Amy,’ from Friday night. There had certainly been something about her that’d put JoBeth at ease. It had made her feel absolutely safe, despite everything that had happened.



Amy had taken care of her while she’d taken away her freedom. JoBeth couldn’t shake the feeling that, deep down, she’d somehow known that she could completely trust her to protect her and make sure that nothing bad would ever happen to her while she was at her most helpless and vulnerable. When her arms had been strapped securely around her, she’d felt every stress and worry slip away, happily relegating herself into Amy’s hands and control. All that had mattered to her was that for their time there, she belonged to her blue-eyed captress.



The voices of the people already in the classroom grew louder but she paid them little mind. A distant smile formed across JoBeth’s soft, pink lips at the memory of Amy’s touch and a shiver ran up her spine, reddening her cheeks before something else snatched her attention away. Her features shifted into a small look of confusion at the faintest scent of lilacs in the air.



It was so incredibly familiar; she let it wash over her until memories of Friday night came suddenly flooding back more powerful than ever. They sent waves of excitement and adrenaline roaring over her and in an instant, JoBeth knew that perfume. It was the one that ‘Amy’ had worn Friday night.



“Wait a second…” JoBeth whispered under her breath when flashes of their time together brought every minute detail back to mind. The girl’s hair, her eyes, her voice and even the one clue that she’d left behind, her name, were right there. Everything that had seemed so familiar to her a few nights before made immediate sense. Her mind raced and she shook her head, wondering how she hadn’t put it together before. The girl that that she’d met on Friday night was the exact same one that she’d had a crush on for weeks; her TA, Amy.



“Hey, JoBeth,” Amy said cheerfully, giving a small wave to the brightly blushing freshman. “Good to see you here,” she added with a warm smile when the girl stopped outside the room, in front of her. Waves of nervous energy had threatened to overwhelm the blonde girl from the moment that she’d spotted JoBeth at the end of the hallway, and they had only gotten worse the closer she came.



“Amy…” JoBeth moaned, her voice dripping with an intense desire and longing. The instant the sound passed her lips, JoBeth lit up a bright and embarrassed shade of red and her hand shot up to cover her mouth. “Oh, God…” she whispered, her blush spreading beyond her cheeks to cover her entire face. She couldn’t believe that she’d moaned like that out loud, despite what she had just figured out.



“Haah…” Amy gasped, her own cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink. Her knees had buckled and she’d felt a sudden blissful jolt at the brunette’s soft moan of her name. It was so erotic that all she wanted to do was reach out and take JoBeth’s cheek in her hand, pulling her close to kiss her the way she’d been dreaming of.



“Did I just…” JoBeth trailed off, The Amy she’d been dreaming about was the same one she’d been crushing on for weeks, and she was standing just two feet away from her. She had found the girl she never thought she would see again, and all she’d done was embarrass herself in front of her.



“Is, uh…” Amy started, struggling to gather her wits back about her. Hearing JoBeth moan her name like that was something straight out of her own fantasies, and it was certainly one thing that she hadn’t prepared herself to experience that night. Everything she’d hoped to say to the girl flew right out the window along with most of her composure, and her heart went out to the obviously embarrassed brunette. “Is everything alright?” she asked, cocking her head to the side curiously.



“I-I…” JoBeth stammered, her eyes still wide in a combination of shock and embarrassment. “Yeah, I’m alright…” she finally got out. Amy looked so pretty, like always, with her warm and caring smile. After realizing that she was also the girl from Friday night, it almost pained her not to be able to reach out and wrap the girl that had made her feel so special and amazing in a hug.



“You’re sure?” Amy asked, reaching out to rest her hand tenderly on JoBeth’s shoulder with a look of concern on her face. Both girls felt their pulses quicken at the first contact that they’d had in days, and wished secretly that it wouldn’t be just a touch. The blonde felt her cheeks starting to burn a little in excitement and hoped that JoBeth didn’t notice.



“Yup,” JoBeth affirmed shyly. She let her hand drop from her mouth, doing her best to offer her crush a reassuring smile. Her whole body tingled with excitement and even joy; she’d found her Amy. Her ‘blonde doctor’ was her TA, and she saw her every day at school. JoBeth had only just decided that she’d try her best to search for the girl when she’d been right in the front of her classroom for the past few weeks.



Her smile morphing into a bright and wide grin, JoBeth shifted her weight a little from one foot to another and moved a few inches towards Amy. “Everything’s great, actually,” she added cheerfully. Even if she couldn’t say anything, at the very least, JoBeth wanted to try showing Amy that she was interested.



“You know, I was kind of hoping I’d run into you here tonight before the session,” Amy started, swallowing hard as the blushing brunette stepped closer. She lifted her hand off JoBeth’s shoulder, opting to fuss with the folders she held in her arms while she tried to figure out how she could say what she wanted to. Being the girl’s teacher made what she wanted to say so frustratingly difficult, but JoBeth seemed so open, curious and even receptive. The girl of her dreams stood just inches away from her, looking so welcoming, but the right words wouldn’t come out.



“Really?” JoBeth asked hopefully. The smile on her lips curled into something almost seductive, and her hip jutted out a little to the side. “Why’s that?” she continued, watching Amy’s eyes flicker down for just a moment. They ran over her curves and gave JoBeth a small thrill at being looked at so hungrily. By the time Amy’s eyes found her own again, they were filling with a pained longing that nearly broke JoBeth’s heart.



JoBeth wanted to reach out and wrap her arms around the blonde, all the other people from class be damned. She demurely held Amy’s gaze, looking deep into the other girl’s caring and stunningly blue eyes. The look in Amy’s eyes told her that Amy was thinking the same things she’d been, and was feeling the same sexual and real frustration that had been driving her up the wall all weekend.



“Well,” Amy’s voice broke, forcing her to clear her throat. In the tension-filled silence, the chemistry between JoBeth and herself seemed more palpable than ever. It felt like it would be the most natural thing in the world to reach out and take the younger girl in her arms. If she did that, Amy had a sneaking feeling that the two of them would find their way to a private room sooner rather than later.



The brunette was giving her a look that she’d only dreamed of seeing before and the chance that JoBeth returned her feelings seemed almost certain. “I was hoping that we could talk about…” Amy continued quietly, the nervous energy she felt ringing in word. Her mind swirled with thoughts of Friday night and just how much easier it would be if she could lean in and kiss the girl.



“Anything,” JoBeth nearly purred, her shy smile brightening to match the rosy glow of her cheeks. Her moan had nearly betrayed her, but judging by Amy’s responses to her, it might have been the greatest accident she’d had the fortune to stumble into all weekend. Adjusting the strap of her backpack on her shoulder, JoBeth reached out slowly towards the blonde’s hand resting at her side.



Amy’s eyes followed JoBeth’s hand and her entire body tensed up in anticipation. Her every nerve ending was screaming at the thought of the touch. “About how, I…” she sighed, deciding once and for all to take the opening that the brunette was offering her. “How we…” she tried again, letting her hand drift a little forward.



Their fingertips brushed lightly against each other’s for a moment and their eyes locked into each other’s gaze. Slowly, their fingers intertwined and both girls lit up with exhilarated smiles. “Yeah, Amy?” JoBeth asked innocently, taking Amy’s hand fully in hers to give her TA a reassuring squeeze. Her heart was racing inside her with everything that was happening. The girl she’d had a crush on was the same girl that was her blonde captor, and she could sense in the touch that Amy retuned every bit of the longing, desire and interest she felt about her.



“I…” Amy finally tore her gaze away from JoBeth’s smile and entrancing green eyes to glance over at the classroom. The students inside were chatting idly away, waiting for the session to start. She was holding the hand of the girl of her dreams in her own, and if there would ever be a time to tell her, this was it. Gathering her nerve, she looked back to JoBeth to be met by an encouraging smile.



“Well, I was wondering if…” Amy started, lacing her fingers through JoBeth’s. No longer just wishful thinking, she was right here in front of her and moving in even closer. Amy’s senses came alive, taking in everything she could of the cute little brunette. She wanted this girl more than anything, and every part of her shouted at her to just take her into an empty room and kiss her like she’d been dreaming of for weeks on end.



JoBeth gave a small giggle at how Amy was stammering over her words. It thrilled her to know that she had this kind of effect on the typically cool and confident blonde. “Ask away… Whatever you want to know,” JoBeth cooed, giving Amy a suggestive smile. She felt pretty certain about what Amy was trying to ask, and she wanted to let her know that the subject was entirely okay with her.



Her mind spun through a myriad of possibilities and Amy carefully weighed her words. “If you…” she started, finally settling Lauren’s advice to just tell JoBeth how she felt, consequences be damned. Steeling herself to finally ask JoBeth what the last few minutes had all but told her already, Amy just opened her mouth to continue before they were interrupted by a bright and entirely startling greeting from just a few feet away.



“Hey, JoBeth! Hey there, Miss Reynolds!” Tara said cheerfully. The red-haired and freckled girl in thin glasses walked up to the two blushing girls, smiling sweetly at them both. “How are you?”



“Hi Tara,” Amy squeaked out, offering the best smile she could muster. Her heart had leapt into her throat and she’d nearly yelped at the sudden interruption. While their hands had flown apart at the first word from the other student, that didn’t necessarily mean that they hadn’t been spotted. Deep down, Amy found herself already missing the soft, gentle warmth of the brunette’s hand in her own.



Before she could banish it away, a fear flashed through her mind that they’d been caught and that it was all about to be over. When it appeared that Tara seemed oblivious to what she’d just been doing with JoBeth, Amy let out a small sigh of relief and felt some of the tension melt from her body along with it.



“Hey, Tara,” JoBeth echoed, turning to look at her best friend at college. It was the first time she’d seen Tara since Thursday, as she’d been about an hour’s train ride north, visiting her parents for the weekend. “You made it back! What’s going on?” she asked, giving her suitemate a quick smile before returning her gaze to Amy. The blonde girl was still lit up in a bright shade of pink and was obviously flustered. Her own hand was still warm from Amy’s touch. All she wanted to do was hold Amy’s hand again. With a powerful surge of energy and desire, JoBeth knew that she had to find a way past the obstacles between them.



“Not too much. Got back to campus a few minutes ago,” Tara answered. “Dropped my stuff in my room and now, just getting ready for our test tomorrow,” she elaborated, looking back at the other girls while her eyebrow quirked up inquisitively. “What about you two? How were your weekends?”



“Mine was really…” Amy trailed off, glancing back to JoBeth. The girl of her dreams was standing just inches away with the cutest smile on her face that Amy had ever seen. Just holding her hand and being able to spend time with her again had sent blissful shivers up and down her spine. “…wonderful,” she finished, a giddy smile tugging at the corners of her lips.



“Life changing,” JoBeth said, drawing a blush from Amy and a small laugh from Tara with her mysterious smile.



“Life changing?” Tara asked with a small amount of incredulity.



Amy looked over at JoBeth curiously, her eyes wordlessly asking the question running through her mind. Despite Lauren’s encouragement, she’d been unable to ask it herself before the interruption. It was the one question she’d been obsessing over for days and the one that could tell her just how JoBeth felt about her. For whatever answer would come, Tara had given her an opening to find out once and for all.



“Yup!” the brunette confirmed. “In a really good way,” JoBeth added, turning to look at Amy. With a beaming grin of her own, she was already starting to think about how she could safely approach the understandably hesitant Amy. She wanted just to have Amy all to herself, but a part of her wanted to be able to just give herself over to the older girl; to be bound, teased, kept and loved in the way she was on Friday night.



She’d fantasized about that feeling all weekend and she didn’t think she’d be able to get over it on her own. JoBeth wanted to experience it again and if she was going to, she wanted to have the one girl that she knew she could absolutely trust there with her.



In Amy, JoBeth had found a girl that had taken her to an amazing, blissful place. ‘Blonde doctor’ Amy had made her feel more alive than she had in years. She’d made her feel naughtier and safer than she’d ever wished she could be and astonishingly, she was the very same sweet and caring Amy that she’d been crushing on for weeks. The best part was that seeing her there before class had let her know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Amy wanted her in the same way.



“Wow,” Tara replied with a laugh. “Sounds like I missed a fun weekend!”



“Well, for part of it I didn’t really have a choice in the matter…” JoBeth trailed off, giving Amy a playful wink that made the blonde’s heart skip a beat.



“I, uh…” Amy stammered, nervously shifting her clipboard in her arms. “Sounds like a pretty interesting time,” she chuckled, offering a shy smile. JoBeth, with all her teasing, was the wickedest girl she’d come across in years and it was pushing her buttons in all the right ways.



It was becoming quite clear to Amy that not only was JoBeth interested in her, but that she didn’t mind the much kinkier things that had happened between them. The tingling rush she’d felt on Friday night started coursing over her again and the glowing warmth she’d been trying to suppress all weekend started to return.



“Yup,” JoBeth grinned widely, cocking her head to the side and letting her two ponytails dangle gently down behind her. “Even got a few new things,” she added with a giggle that set Amy’s cheeks into another scarlet blush.



“New things, huh?” Tara asked curiously. “Hopefully something fun?”



“Like you would not believe,” JoBeth said with a laugh, her eyes locking once more with Amy’s before looking back at Tara. “Including a few that I can’t wait to use again…” she teased, taking a delightful satisfaction from making her TA squirm with arousal.



“Ah, hold on…” Tara sighed, momentarily distracted by the chime of her cell phone. “Probably my parents wanting to see if I made it…” she trailed off, searching through her backpack for the ringing device and stepping away to answer it.



With Tara momentarily distracted, the two other girls turned back to each other. Amy was already breathing a little hard, feeling her excitement winning its battle against her resolve. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, wishing the warmth between her legs wasn’t so insistent for her attentions. Being able to hold JoBeth’s hand, if only for a moment, had been enough to make her week, but if what JoBeth said was true, a hundred new doors just opened.



“Really..?” Amy finally managed to inquire after a small pause.



“Really,” JoBeth nodded.



“You mean you’d want m-” Amy stopped suddenly, tripping over the word before her voice dropped down to a whisper. Her heart was racing and her gaze flicked both towards Tara and into the classroom to ensure their momentary privacy. “You’d want to be...” she trailed off only to have JoBeth raise a finger to her lips. Another wave of ecstasy coursed through Amy’s body at the simple touch. She wanted to kiss JoBeth’s finger, then her soft lips and that would just be the beginning.



JoBeth was thankful that Tara was still distracted by conversation a few feet away, allowing her to give a wickedly naughty grin and lean in close to her flustered Amy. If her plan was going to work, she had to make sure that Amy knew exactly how she felt and teasing the blonde to within an inch of her desires set her own excitement into the stratosphere.



“Yup… But only by you…” she purred just loud enough for Amy to hear. Removing her index finger from Amy’s lips, she playfully tapped the tip of Amy’s nose. “And I wouldn’t even want you to let me go…” JoBeth added, biting her lower lip suggestively.



“Jo…” Amy sighed, her mind tearing through the possibilities at warp speed. The warmth between her legs was reaching a fever pitch. Everything was opening up before her as JoBeth stood there smiling her cute smile that never failed to melt her heart. All of the fantasies she’d had about the girl stormed the gates into the realm of possibility, setting her entire world spinning.



“I like it when you call me that…” JoBeth said, a fantastic tingle running through her at hearing Amy’s longing and nearly erotic sigh.



“There!” Tara exclaimed, flipping the phone shut with a resounding clap. “She wanted to make sure I’d gotten here okay…” she explained, walking back over to where her teacher and fellow student were standing. “I didn’t have time to check in before heading over here…” she continued before noticing just how her companions were smiling wistfully at each other.



“You two alright?” the red-haired girl asked, her eyebrows furrowing out of curiosity.



“Never better,” Amy chuckled, the lustful look on her face turning quickly into a contented smile. While she hadn’t been unable to get the question out herself, she had found out everything that she’d wanted to know and more.



“Same here,” JoBeth echoed, shifting a little to face Tara.



Out in the main campus quad, the bells of the clock tower began their loud chime signaling the top of the hour and that it was finally time to begin the review session. “Good! You ready to head inside?” Tara asked, tucking her silenced cell phone back into her purse.



“Yup!” JoBeth chirped, offering a bright smile to Tara and Amy in turn. Tara walked around ahead of her fellow student as JoBeth lingered behind an extra moment. “See you inside, Amy,” she added, blocking Tara’s sight with her body and reaching out to take Amy’s hand.



“Yeah,” Amy replied, returning the short squeeze of JoBeth’s hand in turn before letting it slip from her own. “We’ll get started in a moment,” she continued, trying to climb out of the confusing state of anticipation and excitement that had taken hold of her and back into her much more confident teaching mode. Watching the two girls walk side-by-side into the classroom, Amy gave a wistful sigh while she gathered her wits about her.



“Come on, Amy, snap out of it…” the blonde whispered to herself, shaking her body slightly in hopes of forcing the new revelation to the side for a moment. She flipped through the notes she’d prepared to cover that week and headed off down the hall towards a bank of vending machines. JoBeth had thrown her for a loop that flipped her entire world upside down.



The girl that she’d had a crush on for weeks, that would have been otherwise impossible to approach, was interested in the part of Amy’s life that was the most difficult to share with anyone. JoBeth practically said that she was curious about being tied up again and in her own words, only by her. The best thing of all was that she was looking for more than just kinky games, too. A relationship with JoBeth didn’t seem out of the question at all.



Slipping a dollar into the machine, Amy pressed the button for a soda, a wide, ecstatic smile pulled at the corners of her lips. She was walking on air, all the weight of her fears that JoBeth wouldn’t like her lifted off her shoulders. Turning around, she collapsed back against the vending machine with a laugh of disbelief.



“She likes me…” she mused, rubbing her fingers together lazily and letting her dizzying sense of bliss fade. “What do you know…” she sighed contentedly, remembering the sensation of holding JoBeth’s hand in hers. Glancing down at the papers she’d prepared for their review session, Amy basked in knowing that when it came to her and JoBeth, suddenly everything was possible.



Inside the classroom, Tara and JoBeth crossed the front of the lecture hall and started up the elongated staircase beside the rows of seats. Turning in to the third row, the girls took a pair of seats a little to the left of center and in front of the lectern where Amy would be standing.



JoBeth’s heart was still racing with the adrenaline rush that had taken control of her. She’d never been so forward like that with anyone before, but with Amy, it had felt so natural. Something inside her made her want to tease the blonde girl, to be with her and be the focus of Amy’s attentions.



The idea of being the object of Amy’s desire stoked her own passions more than anything else. The need to be with Amy was visceral and nothing would stop her from making Amy realize that she had nothing to fear where she was involved. JoBeth was not about to let anything stand in her way now.



“So what was all that about out there?” Tara asked JoBeth quietly, pulling one of her many large and scrawled-over notebooks out of her backpack after they settled into their seats. She wore a quizzical look on her naturally cute features and she watched as JoBeth rose back out of her thoughts.

“What was what?” JoBeth asked distantly, her eyes shifting their focus down to her hand. She’d longed for even the slightest contact both with her crush and with her blonde doctor from Friday night. Actually being able to hold the other girl’s hand and feel that warmth and energy returned in kind was like something straight out of a dream.



“You know what I mean, Jo. You and Miss Reynolds seemed a little goofy out there,” Tara elaborated, poking JoBeth’s arm gently to grab her complete attention.



“Hmm?” JoBeth asked, setting her daydream aside to look over at her fellow student. “We did?” she asked, cocking her head to the side curiously.



“Yeah,” Tara said with a slight nod. She wasn’t complete sure what exactly it was that she’d seen, but she knew JoBeth well enough to know that something had been going on out in that hallway. “That and how you two were getting all misty eyed at each other,” she added.



JoBeth’s lips curled into a shy and very pleased smile. “We were?” she mused, giving way to a small chuckle. The first question she wanted to ask was if Tara thought that Amy had looked like she was as into her as she thought she did, but the brunette stopped before she gave anything away. The last thing she wanted was to inadvertently get her TA and potential girlfriend in trouble. “We were just talking, that’s all,” JoBeth said, trying to brush the topic aside.



“You two looked like you were closer to kissing each other than you were to talking about our exam here…” Tara said wryly, arching an eyebrow.



“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” JoBeth replied, leaning down to grab her own notebook out of her backpack. Her cheeks lit up a light shade of pink and she tried to cover for the images that had flashed through her mind of what she wished could have been.



Tara fixed JoBeth an incredulous look, tapping her pencil on her desk. “That blush says differently,” she observed with a small laugh of her own. “Fine then, you don’t have to tell me,” Tara added, raising her hands in feigned surrender.



“There’s nothing to tell,” JoBeth claimed, settling into her desk and trying her hardest to appear nonchalant. She flipped open her notebook to where she’d jotted down a few points to ask about, but her mind was a million miles away, laying on a bed somewhere, entangled with Amy.



“If you say so,” Tara said with disbelieving shake of her head. “But I still say something’s up.”



“And I say you’re as crazy as ever,” JoBeth teased in return, nudging her friend in the side and drawing a laugh. She watched Tara brush her straight red locks back off her face with a smile.



Tara shared two of her classes and she lived in the dorm room on the other side of JoBeth’s single. While she’d been very quiet initially, they’d connected over studying and eating at the cafeteria together and Tara had quickly become her closest friend at college. JoBeth trusted her and soon, when they had a moment and she knew Tara wouldn’t react badly, she’d tell Tara what really was going on.



In the time they’d known each other, JoBeth knew that Tara’s heart was in the right place. She tended to be a little overly polite and reserved with herself and her feelings, but she was smart as a whip and refreshingly open-minded. It was that last fact that told JoBeth that she would be able to confide in her, but this was hardly the right time or place for that conversation.



“What?” Tara asked, shifting in her seat and returning JoBeth’s prolonged smile directed at her with a hesitant pursing of her lips.



“Nothing,” JoBeth grinned, settling back in her seat to innocently thumb through the papers she’d brought for their review session. “I’ll tell you later!”



“Okay, weirdo,” Tara sang with a laugh of her own. She turned back to her notebook and the list of questions she’d scrawled out to ask about, leaving JoBeth to her thoughts.



The ponytailed brunette found the exam’s study guide in between her pages of notes and she tried to focus on the few questions she’d still had about the material. After their encounter out in the hallway and her revelation over just who Amy was made that task even harder than it had been all weekend.



JoBeth’s gaze drifted towards the classroom doorway and the hall beyond it where Amy had yet to come inside. The girl she’d had a crush on for weeks, her blonde doctor, was going to come in the room and be no more than twenty feet away from her and the fact that she couldn’t do anything about it yet only added to her rapidly mounting frustrations.



With a deep, resolved breath, JoBeth resolved to get Amy to realize that everything was okay, and that they really could and should be together. From here, it would just be a matter of finding the right moment and time.



“Alright, everyone,” Amy announced a moment later, walking through the doorway and into the crowded classroom. Her blush and all her hesitation were gone, but the adorable, beaming smile that had been on her lips was still there. “Looks like we’ve got a good crowd here tonight!” she added, settling in behind the lectern and surveying the class. “Let’s get started!”



JoBeth couldn’t help thinking to herself that, dressed in that deliciously tight sweater and jeans, Amy looked as confident and sexy as ever. All those tingling feelings were starting up inside her again.



The many conversations in the room drifted off into silence and a few hands were raised while Amy took a second to look over and fix JoBeth with a warm smile. JoBeth’s cheeks lit up a faint shade of pink as she smiled back. She was already entertaining a few new fantasies about tearing those clothes off of Amy and what she’d like to do with her after their review session was over.



The studious Tara had already raised her hand beside her, but JoBeth had lost all interest in the exam. She’d only had a few questions as it was and she was confident about the material that would be on the test. The topic that had been dominating her thoughts that weekend was something far more alluring and interesting.



“Tara,” Amy called out. “Yours was the first hand up; we’ll start with you.”



From her seat next to her, Tara read the first of what looked like a series of questions she’d written in her notes while Amy’s gaze flicked over to meet her own, seeking out a moment of contact and giving JoBeth a playful wink.



JoBeth’s smile turned into a giddy grin for her attractively confident teacher’s assistant. Seeing her running the class gave JoBeth a pleasant tingle and she couldn’t deny that there was something about seeing Amy in control that turned her on. After Friday night and their few minutes together out in the hallway, there was one thing she knew for certain. She wanted to be Amy’s, and that Amy would be hers, no matter what she’d have to do to make it happen.



*End Chapter 3*