The note still said "2nd, Simon, Appartment C 204, dress up, let him have fun". Emma was unsure what to do. Should she dress up like she would do for Evelyn? But that usually meant dressing cute. When Evelyn wanted her to dress nicely for men she picked stuff that was hotter and sexier than what she prefered herself and well she told Emma exactly what to wear. This time she would have to decide herself and she didn't liked it. She didn't even knew Simon. What did he do to deserve "fun" in Evelyn's eyes?

Emma went into her room and undressed completly. She looked at her naked self in the mirror. She saw a short woman that was a bit to chubby for her liking. Emma was far from being overweight but she had gained some kilos during the last round of exams and that bothered her. Evelyn never gained any weight. What Emma liked about herself was her hair with fell onto her shoulders and back in long redish-blond curls. She smiled at herself before opening her wardrope. It was stuffed. She had to many clothes which was espacially annoying right now. Thanks to Evelyn's side business there was always a line of guys who volunteered to pay for shopping trips and Emma liked to get new clothes while she barely sorted old stuff out.

Emma sifted through her underwear. She wanted something sexy but not to sexy. Finally she decided to take a set of consisting of a black bra and a black thong. Both had a little bit of lace. She knew that she had a matching garter belt and stockings somewhere in her sock drawer. The lingerie gave her a bit of a confidence boost. Emma felt sexy in it and hoped that it wasn't to much for the occasion.

Now she needed something to wear over her underwear. She had a black dress in mind that she really liked. It had a nice cleavage to show what she's got without looking slutty and it was long enough, almost to her knees, to make the stockings look like a black pantyhose. She rounded everything up with a silver chain and earings and sliped into her black heels. This had been easier than she had thought.

Emma hoped, that not too many would see her on her way to Simon. She would look out of place, way to dressed up for a university campus. But Evelyn had ordered her to dress up and so she did. She looked into the mirror again. Emma never used much make up but she felt like she should put on at least some lipstick and mascara.

A last check in the mirror. She looked hot. Not as hot as Evelyn but still pretty good. Emma took her purse and got on her way. Dormbuilding C was only like 200 m away. A distance she could easily walk, even in heels.

Luckily she met nobody she knew on her way but Emma was still pretty nervous when she stood in front of Simon's door. The walk had been long enough to have plenty of thought about what "let him have fun" meant. Couldn't Evelyn be more precise or did Simon have more detailed instructions? She was really douptfull when she rang the bell. This had the potential to become really akward.

A good looking young man opened the door. He was a lot taller than Emma, even with the heels. He had short dark hair and dark eyes. "Hi, are you Emma?" he asked calmly. "Yes, I am and you must be Simon," Emma replied. "That's correct too. Come in." Emma scanned Simon's body with her eyes while entering. She liked what she was sawing. Simon was clearly fit and looked really confident, unlike most of the men Evelyn send her to. But she had the feeling that Simon didn't knew what was going on either. "Should I take of my shoes?" "No, you can leave them on if you like. If I knew that you would come dressed like that to our date, I would have put on something nicer too," Simon answered witha smile on his face. He was wearing blue jeans and a red and blue chekered flanel. His rolled up sleeves showed his muscular underarms. Emma liked his outfit. She wouldn't have complained about a suit but she also had a thing for rolled up flannel shirts. She thought about how strong he must be and how easily he could pick her up and force himself onto her. Emma liked the idea. She nearly overheard him saying date. A Date? What had Evelyn got her into? "Oh, don't worry. I really like your shirt," sh managed to answer. "Thanks, you look really good in that dress. - Do you want something to drink?" "I would take a glass of water if you have one". Emma nearly turned red as Simon complimented her outfit. He made her feel nervous but in the positive way. "Of course I have water for you," he jokingly said, "Sit down where you want. I'll get you a glass".

They've had entered one of the standard one-room-dorm-appartments that were everywhere over the campus. Emma looked around the room. Simon had been gone to the "kitchen" which consistet out of a sink, a cooktop and a cabinet and filled a glass with tap water. Otherwise the room had a wardrope, a bed, a desk and a table with two chairs. Emma decide to sit on the bed. They would end up on it anyways. Simon followed her, gave her the glass and sat down next to her with enough distance between them to show that he respected Emma's personal space. This was definitifly not one of Evelyn usual clients. "Thank you." Emma akwardly took a sip from the glass. "Evelyn didn't tell me a lot about you." "Really? She told me a lot about you." Emma's face turned slightly red. What did he knew about her?" "How did you get to know her?" Emma asked. "I met her in the university. I'm studying life science with her." "Ahh." Emma had used the time while Simon was speaking to lessen the gap between them. She had decided that being defensivly wouldn't help her right now. He noticed what she was doing but didn't seem to have a problem with it. "You and Evelyn are roommates?" "Yes, kinda. It's more complicated than just being roommates. - But nothing exclusive."

Emma only realized what she was saying after she had sayed it. She thought that she had ruined everything. Evelyn would kill her. Simon stayed calm, like what she just had sayed was a normal thing to say. "I guess I'm lucky then." He kissed her. Emma's had lost her last clue about what was happening but she liked that Simon was kissing her. She kissed him back and he put his strong arms around her. Was that what Evelyn had meant with "let him have fun"? She hoped that Simon knew what he was doing. Emma would have a hard time saying no to him. He was to hot to not make out with him and she was to submissive to say no anyway.

Simon pushed her carefully onto her back and kneeled over her while they continued to make out. Emma grabed around him and tried to pull him down. He gave in and laid down on top of her. His body weight her down. Emma could feel something hard in his pants pressing against her leg. She thought about opportunities to get rid of his jeans and her dress.

Suddenly Simon stopped kissing her. He rolled onto his back and pulled her with him. Now she laid on top of him. She started kissing him again. His hands found their way under her dress and started to examine her butt. Simon seemed to like what he felt and Emma's dress got pulled up further and further until it was gone. He got back to touching her butt. It turned Emma on. He lightly slapped her right cheek and she gave up a soft moan. He slapped her again this time on the left cheek and she moaned again.

"Do you like being spanked?" "Yes, a bit." Emma didn't want to sound needy but she would love to be spanked by Simon. Like he could read her mind Simon did let go of her butt, grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her up. Emma knew what he wanted and she wanted it to. She got on all fours next to him and waited in anticipation of what would be coming. Simon got up onto his knees. He looked down on her. "Your so fucking hot. And you've got a nice ass." Emma smiled. He smacked her right cheeck with his right hand. The impact caused a sudden sting through Emma's body. She wanted more. Emma shook her butt to indicate that she wanted to be hit again. She didn't had to wait for long. Simon's hand hit her left cheeck and then the right again.

It didn't took long for Emma's butt to burn from pain under Simon's hard slaps on her cheeks. She could feel how strong he was and he wasn't even hitting her bottom with full strength. He had also placed his left hand on the back on her head and played with her long hair, massaging the back of her head. With every slap he grabbed more into her hair until he was holding her head in place with a redish-blond leash wrapped around his fist. She loved to be hold like this. She felt his power and control over her body. It was a bit embarrassing how wet she had got already just from being spanked.

Simon stopped slapping her butt and guided her head in his direction. She followed his lead. Crawling in front of him. The buldge in his pants was now direktly in front of her face. She used the opportunity to unzip his his jeans. He let her do it. She pulled his black boxer briefs down and his erected penis sprung into her face. It was thick, veiny and framed by a thick bush of dark hair. Emma couldn't resist the urge to suck it but Simon's hand in her hair prevented her from taking in more than just the tip. She licked his glans pushing his foreskin away with her tongue and carassing the frenelum. Simon seemed to be pleased by this. He moaned and gave her head progressively more room to move while still having his hand holding onto her hair.

Emma started to suck. Tacking him deeper and deeper into her mouth until her lips touched the base of his penis. Simon was clearly enjoying her work. He moaned loud and grabbed her breast with his other hand. He took more control over her head again guiding her motion with his strong hand. Emma was exited for more. Simon started to move his hips moving her head while pushing into her. He started slowly but trusted deeper and deeper into her throat. She had to time her breathing to his movement. Emma was in her happy place. He could fuck her throat as hard as he liked. Simon finally pushed his hard penis all the way into her waiting a moment before pulling back again. Emma could catch a quick breath before she got gagged again by the penis in her mouth. Simon held her head in place while letting go of her breast and opened her bra which fell onto the bed. Emma felt how she had to breath again.

She made a gaging noice. Simon pulled his penis out of her mouth. She wanted to continue sucking him of but he didn't let her. "Is everything ok?" he sounded a bit concerned. "Yes, why did you stop?" Emma had hoped to get her mouth filled with his cum. "I don't want to cum allready. You could undress me first atleast and I want you to have some fun too". Emma have had a lot of fun allready but she had no problem with seeing Simon naked, so she unbuttoned his shirt and removed it together with his t-shirt. His breast was hairy and muscular just as she liked it.

Simon layed down on his back and Emma pulled down his pants and Boxers. While doing so she got overhim on all fours facing away from him. He understood her invitation and touched her inner thighs. He then turned to her vulva, touched it through the fabric, pulled her thong to the side and laid a finger onto her wet pussy. He quickly found her clit. Emma moaned softly. His finger was good but she wanted to feel something different between her legs. But Simon took his time. He stimulated her clit, inserted one and than two fingers. For Emma it felt like forever. His erection touched her stomach but she couldn't touch it otherwise.

Simon finally pulled his fingers out and slapped her butt once. Emma saw this as an command. She layed down on her back and spread her legs appart. He crawled over her and kissed her. Emma could feel how his erected penis was only centimeters away from her vulva. "Is everything still ok? Are you wet enough for me to go in?" he asked. Emma noded. What a stupid question. She had been wet enough since he had started spanking her. Couldn't he just take her? "Yes, I want you inside me so bad," she said.

To be continued...

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Sorry for the cliffhanger but I felt like the chapter was getting to long. I'm working on part 2.2. Feel free to give me feedback. I also love to hear your ideas for the story and predictions what could happen next.