The following day, I was quite surprised to see L coming up my walk with an arm full of things around 9:00ish. When I opened the door, I think I got a “hi” from her as she was already stepping in. She had her computer and an arm full of clothes, which caught my attention. She almost stepped around me as she turned into the office and plopped everything on the corner of my desk in one big heap. Instead of asking if she could use my internet, she asked if she could get ready. I really didn’t know what to think about that request. Of course, she could get ready, but I’m sure I had a bit of a weird look on my face as I tried to process why. I told her, “sure,” and she started to sort out her clothes from her other things. Piled on my desk were jumbled up black leggings, a t-shirt, a black bra, and pair of black panties. She also had a couple of bottles of what looked like hair product, but my eyes were on her panties
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I wasn’t actually sure where to take her at that point. I have a smallish half-bath just off the kitchen, and my master bedroom is on the first floor, too. I told her that she knows where the bathroom is and pointed to my bedroom if she needed more room. L headed straight for my bedroom, shutting the door behind her. I didn’t really care, but I was slightly embarrassed that my room was a mess.
I went back to work and lost track of time. In probably 30 mins L ducked into my office, clean with wet hair and dressed. I thought she was just changing clothes, but apparently, she took a shower. I figured she was out in the kitchen. L was definitely dressed casually, which made me wonder why she needed to get ready at my place?
I have a couch along the wall in front of my desk, and when she walked in, she plopped her dirty clothes on the cushion cushion by the door. She grabs her laptop off my desk and is out the door of my office. You’d think we had lived together for years by how casually she is making herself at home. I’m not complaining, but it wasn’t exactly what I expected.
I continue to work away, but I’m distracted. Looking just right of my monitor, I can clearly see her clothes maybe 5 feet away. Jumbled together is the pair of shorts and top she was wearing. I didn’t see a bra, but partially on top and partially covered by her other clothes was a tiny thong. I’m a panty guy and just seeing that thong sitting there had me getting aroused. After a bit, I got up to get coffee, and L was in the kitchen doing a zoom call. She sort of turned her head and grinned at me and then turned back to her screen. I refilled my coffee, went back to my office, and then thought about my bedroom. Since she was distracted on her call, I figured I would go use the restroom and see how bad of shape I had left things in for my unexpected guest.
Like a typical 20 something-year-old, she left the light on in my bathroom and only through luck remembered to turn the water off, haha. Looking around my bathroom, it was obvious that she did make herself at home. Long blond hair was all around the sink, and who knows where else. I got divorced a couple of years ago, but I had to remind myself that blond hair in my bathroom was ok
. It made me chuckle now because I thought she was comfortable around me because she didn’t perceive me as anything other than her parent’s friend and an older guy.
When I went back to my office, I guessed that she still had 30 mins or so of class before she was off of zoom. I figured this was my only time to check out her panties and with my back to the door, I sort of blocked the view if she followed me and gave them a good inspection. I won’t go into that detail, but it was obvious they had been worn, and I would have done nasty things with them if I was alone ;-) I tucked them back the way that I thought she left them and tried to work a little.
The rest of the mid-day was sort of uneventful. I ordered us lunch through ubereats, took a break, and talked a little bit. We talked about remote classes and if she like them, which she had mixed feelings about. She missed being at school and having her freedom but really liked not having to sit in a lecture hall. L then commented that she really liked hanging out at my house and she hated being alone at her parent’s place. I figured that pretty much explained everything… she just wanted to be around someone, and I was as good of a choice as anyone.
I told her that I liked having her around and that she could do her school work from here whenever she wanted as long as everyone was ok with that. She didn’t really respond to that, and I didn’t push it. I let her know that if she wanted to keep coming over, she could let herself in instead of ringing the doorbell. And, if it looked like I was on a call, just to be quiet until I was done. I didn’t want a bunch of questions from nosy co-workers about who was at my house, especially her.
I gave her the code to my door and, probably more like her dad, explained not to abuse it by making my house the party place. She sort of rolled her eyes at me like I’m sure her parents have seen before.
A little after three, she popped back into my office and plopped down on the couch. At first, I thought she was bored, but then I could tell she was waiting to talk to me about something. I wasn’t on a call, but I was wrapping up an email and asked her to hang on a second. It took me probably a min or so, and I slid my chair around, so I wasn’t sitting behind my monitor. She looked a little nervous, which made me a little nervous, to be honest. She basically thanked me for being so chill with her and that this was the first good week she has had in a while. I don’t want to paint the picture that she was depressed, but I think being home was not very fun for her.
I told her that she was welcome over here anytime and I liked her company too. I felt really connected to her at that moment, and after talking about it later, she said that she did too. We have a difference of opinion of who initiated the next move, but she is probably right… I guess I sort of opened my arms for a hug, and she stood up and came around the end of my desk to me. Because of the way I was sitting in my office chair, L stepped between my legs for a hug. She kind of wrapped her arms around my shoulders/neck, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. My head was pressed right into her chest, which wasn’t on purpose. My hands/arms kind of naturally fell across her ass, which at first didn’t even register to me. Without really thinking about it, I sort of rubbed and patted her ass a few times and then stopped when I realized what I had done. I pulled back from her a little bit so I could look up, she was looking down at me with a slight smile. I patted her ass a few more times and then pulled back from our embrace.
L stood there for few seconds, and I said thanks for coming to talk to me. She smiled widely this time like I had made her day. She spun around and headed back to the kitchen to work or do something. The hug felt really good but I didn’t expect things to go past this. I figured we would flirt a little when she came over, and I’d occasionally jack off thinking about her if I were particularly horny (meaning every day).
As it got closer to five, L stopped in the doorway to my office with a big smile on her face telling me that she needed to head home. I got up to say goodbye and shut the front door behind her as she left, and this time (I don’t care what she says about who initiated it), she reached out to hug me. I’m pretty tall (6’6’), so I sort of leaned down to hug her, and we must have stood there for 30 seconds squeezing each other. As I started to lean back to break our hug, she looked up with what I will go to my grave arguing was a kiss me look. L claims that isn’t what she was doing, but I pecked her on the lips. The next kiss isn’t up for debate as we both wanted that one
. This was more than a peck, and we were both into it. I grabbed her ass like I’d never touched one before, and we probably kissed for a good minute before we stopped. She grinned at me and she left to go home.
A bit of detail as to why she was always going home at the same time… her parents came home around 5:30. Thankfully, we were on the same page about the fewer people who knew about her coming over, the better.
My mind was all over the place about what had just happened. I knew for sure that If I didn’t relieve some pressure, I was going to explode. I don’t remember where I was with my work, but I do know that I was done for the day haha. Going back into my office to shut my computer down, I realized that she had left her clothes on the couch. Without going into the details, I smelled, licked, and rubbed her panties on my dick a few times that night. I must have cummed a gallon before I went to bed.
