Doctor Camp gives me a thorough exam, explaining dilating my eyes is not necessary now, as I had it done a few months ago at my regular yearly exam.
“The contacts I’m giving you are training lenses to use while we wait for the shipment of your prescription. You can wear these for three days at a time. If you notice they are bothering you when you try to sleep or are irritated when you wake in the mornings you will have to take them out each night,” he explains as he inserts the small flimsy plastic into my eyes. Once he’s finished, I blink to clear some haziness while he brings a mirror for me to see.
Raising the mirror, I see cute brown eyes dazzling back at me. The contacts enhance the green and gold in my eyes, no longer hidden behind thick lenses. My face feels empty without the weight of my glasses, but the person blinking back at me is kind of cute. A small breeze passes across my skin and chimes jingle in my ears. Peeking at Dr. Camp at his desk, he doesn’t move, he didn’t hear the jingle. I heard the same sound and felt the same breeze the first time I drank the potion. I have heard the chimes several times over the past few weeks. I wonder if this is some of the potions magic giving me signs?
Leaving Doctor Camp’s office, I head to The Brew Station. I feel good about myself for the first time in my life. My head held high, a little pep in my step, I get to see Kohl in a few days and tomorrow I get to pick up my dress. I’m happy.
My shift starts slow, the early afternoons are always our lull, it’s the four to five o’clock crowd craving their last caffeine fix of the day that swamps us. Once we get the machines clean, Leah and I sit down with our own coffee, taking a break while we can.
My phone pings with a text:
K: Whatcha doing, pretty girl?
I can’t stop a smile from lighting up my face, loving that I was thinking of him as he was thinking of me.
T: Having coffee with Leah
K: RU working?
T: Yep, just taking a break while it’s slow.
“So, you won’t mind if I join you?” rumbles in my ear. Whipping around in my chair, my hand hits my coffee, the lid flies off, flinging a light mocha latte right into Kohls crotch.
“Oh, shit,” I exclaim, quickly grabbing napkins wiping the coffee mess from his pants.
“I guess we’re even now. I dumped coffee on you and now you dumped it on me. If you don’t stop rubbing, there is going to be a bigger problem down there,” he laughs, turning his coffee-soaked crotch away from me but not before I notice the growing bulge in his pants.
“Oh, God,” I whine my face flaming tomato red.
“I love it when you blush, Tennie Girl. Did you miss me?” he purrs, his warm breath tickling my ear causing my shoulder to draw up.
“Yes,” I pant, jumping up and wrapping him in my arms, inhaling his succulent scent. “I’m glad you’re back. Wait, why are you back? You said you would see me New Year’s Eve.”
“I was bored at home. I couldn’t sit there playing PlayStation anymore. Plus, I wanted to see you,” he says, pulling back away from me, “Let me look at you.”
His eyes start at my feet, moving up my black yoga pants, over my apron, stopping at my chest briefly and ending at my eyes. Putting his hands on my cheeks he stares into my eyes, “You were wonderful with your glasses on, but now I can see all the colors in your eyes. The green and gold flecks all wrangled by a dark brown outer ring, your eyes are glowingly hypnotic.”
His hold on my cheeks keeps my eyes on his, “Thank you,” I mumbled shyly.
The bell above the door rings, signaling a customer and the end of our break.
Dropping my shoulders, heaving a sigh, I pull out of his grasp, “I have to get back to work,”.
Tucking a hair behind my ear running his finger along my jaw, “Text me when you get off, I’ll walk you back to your dorm and we can order some dinner,” he orders.
Nodding my head, he walks out the door. Giving me a glorious chance to regard his nice, tight ass at the top of those long, long legs. A sigh escapes me at the magnificent that is Kohl’s backside.
“You two are so cute together,” Leah says, shocking me, I forgot she was there.
“What? We’re not together. We’re friends.”
“Girl, there is so much more there than friendship. The chemistry between you two can be felt in the air. His eyes feast on you like you’re his last meal and you swoon so hard when he’s near you forget where you are. That is more than friends.”
“I wish it were that way. He really is amazing. He’s still seeing other girls, so I know you’re misunderstanding the way he looks at me. For Kohl, we’re just friends,” I say sadly.
* * *
Kohl
I couldn’t stand sitting at home anymore. I missed her too much. I missed her laugh, her smell, her smile, I missed listening to her ramble about random things. I missed her, everything that makes her Tensanne.
When I planned to surprise her, I never thought it would get me a coffee shot to the crotch. I shouldn’t expect anything less though. I know she was trying to help but if she didn’t stop rubbing my dick with those napkins she was going to be in for one hell of a surprise and have a bigger mess to clean up.
Her head is positioned at the right height, her warm breath caressing the outside of my pants, her hands moving in an up and down rhythm had ‘little Kohl’ starting to stand at attention. My mind creating
