It was a Sunday night and I was just chilling in my apartment. Tobi, my roommate then, had insisted I go out to some club with him. If nothing else, at least I could meet his new girlfriend who, by all accounts, was a fox. Not being in the mood (rarely ever in the mood), I declined. I was watching some mildly entertaining movie when I heard giggling outside the door and down the corridor.
Glancing at the clock, I realized it was fairly late. The voices came closer and I heard the familiar sound of a key in the front door’s lock. Ah, I thought, he brought her home with him. Great.
The door swung open and Tobi stumbled in, grinning like an idiot. No lights were on; there was only a blue glow emanating from the television. Because of this, I couldn’t get a very good look at the girl hanging off his shoulder. From what I could see, she at least had a great-looking body.
“What’s up bro!” he uttered. Sounded like he had a good time. I raised my hand with the remote and saluted him as if it were a drink. The girl giggled again and pulled his face to hers, forcing a kiss on his mouth. The two happily stumbled through the apartment and into Tobi’s room. One of them kicked the door shut behind them; it closed with a loud slam. I heard them both laughing and the girl screamed delightedly.
I rolled my eyes. Lucky bastard. Turning up the TV, I did my best to tune them out as they fucked in the room behind me. I vaguely considered lowering the volume in the event that I was ruining their mood, but by the sound of it, the girl was quite a crazy lover and I was pretty confident that they didn’t give a fuck.
I’ll admit I had a difficult time paying attention to the conclusion of the movie. As hard as I tried to mind my own business, the occasional thuds of Tobi’s headboard hitting the wall and the girl’s loud moaning kept pulling me in. Jesus, she sounded like a cat!
Eventually, the two settled down and the apartment grew quiet. Rubbing my eyes with fatigue, I walked into my own room and collapsed on the bed. I had to admit I was feeling a little jealous of Tobi that night. We’re friends and all, and yeah I’m happy he’s got a great babe, but I couldn’t help cursing my own dry spell. With a resigned sigh, I fell asleep.
The following day I awoke tired. I had my usual morning hard-on and debated whether or not to give myself a drink before drifting back to sleep. Ultimately I decided I needed to take a piss, so it would have to wait. Pulling myself out of bed, I wandered out of my room and to our only bathroom.
My eyes were still half-closed, and I was absentmindedly playing with myself through my boxers. I was a little confused that the bathroom door was partially closed; not bolted, but resting in a position that blocked the doorway. That was weird; Tobi normally doesn’t even shut the door when he’s taking a shit. My mind was still hazy and it didn’t occur to me that someone else might be in there.
So! I carelessly nudged the door open with my foot, one hand rubbing my left eye, my other hand softly stroking my cock in my underwear. It was at that moment that I realized I had made a mistake. Now I remembered Tobi brought somebody home with him…
She was standing facing the mirror. I halted in my footsteps, frozen in place, as I eyed her down and up. All she was wearing was a light blue towel. Dimly I thought, hey… that’s mine… It ended just below her ass, giving me a perfect rear view of her entire legs. I was at first mesmerized by the contrast of her skin against the towel right at her thighs. They were the perfect shape with a nice complexion; not a flaw to be seen.
My gaze traveled up her ass and lower back, where I could faintly see the curves through the towel where her stomach turned inward above her hips. Then I looked at her upper-back and shoulders, naked and smooth just like her legs. Up, up I went to her slender neck, which was revealed to me because her hair was tied up with something.
Her arms were raised and her hands were at her face. I guess she was just finishing her makeup around her eyes. Slowly looking past her body and into the mirror, I realized she was staring right at me through the reflection.
“Hi! I’m not in your way, am I?” she said, like nothing in the world was odd.
The sudden sound actually made me jump back a little bit. “Uh… S-sorry!” I managed to stammer as I took my hand off my dick, grabbed the door, and shut it between us as quickly as I could.
I stared at the closed door for a few moments, trying to process what just happened. My mind was racing for the proper protocol of how to react here. Apologize again and explain? Flee back to my room and pretend it never happened?
Before I could decide, the door swung open and the girl was standing to me face-to-face, one hand holding the towel at the top where it came together at her breasts. My eyes were naturally drawn to her hand, soaking in the outline of her cleavage.
“I didn’t mean to get in your way!” Was she actually apologizing to me?
“No uh… No prob…” I was scratching the back of my head now, looking all around while stealing little glances at her. It was hard for me to match her stare. I felt like a kid who just got busted by the sexy babysitter. But each time I actually looked at her, I saw her eyes twinkle and her perfect smile. God she is…
She extended her free hand to me. “I’m Ogechi,” she uttered. Ogechi. Normally I would think that was one of those native names that elderly parents bestow, but at that moment it sounded like music. I tentatively took her hand and managed to mutter out my own name. She just kept grinning at me. Her smile almost felt condescending. It was welcoming but… oddly amusing.
It was then I realized she was lowkey checking me out. Oh yeah, I’m practically naked. At first, I felt pretty self-conscious about it, but I noticed an almost imperceptible raising of her eyebrow. I was hoping that meant, not bad.
“Well! Don’t let me keep you!” she exclaimed and moved out of the doorway. I thanked her and slipped in. As I turned to close the door, I caught her gaze again, and both her eyebrows shot up as her lips curled into a little smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t barge in!” I let out a little chuckle and the door was shut.
I rubbed my hands against my face, letting out a long sigh. I tried to shake it off. I actually stood at the toilet for a few moments before I began to go. Man, stage fright? Settle down! Finally, I let loose and relieved myself. I made a conscious effort to wash my hands and sound like a civilized human being, then opened the door to go back to my room.
Ogechi was standing right there, waiting. “Wow, you really had to go!” she said. Without waiting for me to get out of the doorway, she pushed herself through, rubbing the front of her body against mine. I was caught in a moment of complete embarrassment as I thought about her listening in on me. The sensation of her as she passed me was electric, and I actually felt my cock jump a little bit.
Leaving the room, I turned to her to say some lame, “Well, nice to meet ya.” She interrupted me with a hushed, “We’ll just keep this little introduction to ourselves.” With a playful wink, she turned her back to me and began happily humming some little tune as she went back to the mirror. She kicked one of her legs back to swing the door partially closed again. As it blocked my view of her, I noticed her drop the towel.
For a split second, I saw all of her lower back and the beginnings of her ass until the door obstructed me. I felt my dick jump again as I took a deep breath and returned to my room.
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