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I’m a normal nineteen year old college girl. I lost my virginity when I was about sixteen, to a neighborhood hunk who basically bullied me into having sex with him. I gave in because I didn’t want to be known as the nerdy girl in high school who was not cool. As I got into college, I pretty much stayed to myself, afraid that I might once again get bullied into doing something I would later regret.Funny thing, even though I gave in because of pressure, I have to admit, it was a very enjoyable experience and I liked the way I felt afterwards.Guys were constantly hitting on me to go out, but for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to get romantically involved with anyone.Then something happened that changed my perspective on things. I had come home from school one day, tired and cranky. My dad was home, and as I walked into the house, I heard him talking with another guy in the kitchen. I was surprised to see dad home in the middle of the day, so I went into the kitchen to check things out.He was chatting with another guy, someone I didn’t know or recognize. Almost immediately, dad introduced to me to Eric. Dad said they had worked together several years back and that Eric was in town looking for a job.Eric was in his late thirties and was fairly good looking. He stood about six foot tall and was very muscular. He greeted me by extending his hand and saying that it was nice to meet me.“Kim is a college freshman,” Dad told Eric.“Oh my gosh!” Eric replied. “The last time I saw you, I think you were about five.”I had no recollection of Eric. I grabbed a Coke from the refrigerator and headed off to my room, not giving Eric or my dad another thought. I settled down on my bed and turned on my computer. A few minutes later and dad tapped on my door.“I’m heading cinsel bilgiler off to the office,” said dad. “Eric is going to take a nap and I’ll be back in a few hours, so please keep things quiet.”I promised that I’d keep things down to a low roar. I listened to the car door shut and then listened as dad revered up the engine and left. I returned to chatting with a friend on Facebook. I felt as though a set of eyes had settled upon me as I lie on my bed, on my stomach, keystroking a message back to a college friends about our social-economics class.I gazed back over my shoulder and saw Eric standing in the doorway.“I can’t get over how much you have grown up,” Eric said.I turned onto my side and looked in his direction.“It happens,” I replied, propping my head up In my open palm.Eric was a good-looking guy and for some unknown reason, I felt attracted to him, even though I didn’t even know him.“So do you have a boyfriend?” Eric asked.“No,” I replied. “I don’t have time for guys right now.”“Really,” Eric replied. “I bet you have a ton of boyfriends.”I assured him I was not interested in guys and that school was my primary focus.Eric paused for a second and replied,“Are you a lesbian?” he asked, quickly amending his question with a damage defending statement. “Not that it matters. My ex-wife was a lesbian.”‘So you married a lesbian?” I asked. I found Eric’s disclosure interesting, because while I knew there were bisexual girls, I had never known of anyone married to a bisexual.“It was complicated,” Eric replied. “We made it work for a while, but then over time, she became more attracted to other women than to me.”‘Well,” I replied, “It looks like it was her loss.”There was something about Eric that cinsellik bilgileri stood out. I don’t know if it was his piercing steely blue eyes, jet black hair, height, or his very masculine look. His t-shirt was a size too small and showed off his masculine pecs. I could feel that special sensation of lust flowing past the butterflies in my stomach and down to my woman parts.“Do you think it would be OK,” Eric asked, “if I took a shower before I take a nap?“Sure,” I replied, jumping up from my bed and stepping over to the door of my bedroom. As I stepped past him, I could sense his eyes looking at my backside. His quick glance in my direction only heightened my sense of awareness.“Let me put out some towels,” I declared, grabbing two fresh towels from a nearly hallway closet. I set them in the bathroom as Eric stood patiently by in the hallway.“Thanks,” Eric responded as he stepped into the bathroom and I politely squeezed past him, gently touching his arm in the process.“If you need anything else,” I said, “Just holler.”I retreated to my bedroom. I couldn’t wait to tell my college friend about our guest. As I typed away on the keyboard, I could hear the shower running in the distance and down the hallway. I stepped out of my room and peered down the hallway. The door the bathroom was closed but not all the way. Through the open crack, I could see the fogged-up mirror and the reflection of the shower curtain in the mirror. I stood and watched the fogged-enshrouded form of Eric, as he showered. I closed my eyes and wondered what it might be like to experience his body against mine.As I stood there, transfixed in my own salacious thoughts, Eric turned off the water and parted the curtain. He cinsellik hakkında bilgiler stepped from the shower and grabbed a towel. I still couldn’t see much since the mirror was fogged over. He stepped closer to the sink and I caught a quick glimpse of his side.My nipples were rock hard. I gently cupped my breasts and through the thin cotton fabric of my t-shirt ran my thumbs over my nipples.“Oh my God!” I thought to myself. I am getting turned on. I stepped back into my room, took in a deep breath and then forcefully exhaled. I had to get control of myself and I knew it, but as hard as I tried, I couldn’t deny the lust that had built up inside of me.I retreated to my bed, where I had learned through the year to deal with my feelings of despair and frustration. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on anything but the naked man down the hallway.“Hey,” Eric’s voice called out from my doorway. I looked up and he was standing there, shirtless, wrapped in one of the towels. “Do you guys have a blow dryer?”“Yes,” I quickly replied, almost gasping at the sight of this hunk standing practically half-naked in front of me.Eric stepped back and I could tell, he was once a again looking at my ass as I stepped past him and into the bathroom. I retrieved the blow dryer from under the sink and plugged it in. I flipped it on to make sure it worked.Eric stepped into the bathroom and this time, he brushed himself against me as I attempted to step out of the bathroom. He smiled and said, “Thanks.”Oh my God! I was about to melt at this point. I didn’t want to appear whorish, so I quickly retreated back to my bedroom.I listened to the humming of the blow dryer. After a few moments, it went silent. I let a few minutes pass and called out,“Hey Eric, Is everything OK?”When he didn’t answer, I stepped down the hall and peered into the bathroom. It was empty. I peered into the guest bedroom room. Eric was lying down on the guest bed, the bath towel loosely wrapped around his lower torso. His eyes were closed. I was pretty sure he was asleep. As I stepped away from the door, I heard him call out,“Don’t run away.”I froze.
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