This is my first story, so I'd ask you to be gentle, but if you keep reading I think you'll find that gentle is not really my thing! It's kind of a slow build, so I'm afraid there's not a lot of dirty stuff in this chapter (it's coming, though, trust me!)
Sara
"See you next month, darling!"
Sara could not disentangle herself from her mother's half-hearted embrace fast enough. Practically leaping into the taxi she let out a long-held breath, thrilled to have conquered the monthly Sunday lunch with her family once more. Now she was just a 30-minute ride away from a shower and a drink. Jesus, she needed a drink.
She relaxed in her seat, feeling the leather sticking to her bare thighs. The day had been hot and she was wearing a white sundress with little blue flowers – much too twee for her usual style, but exactly what her mother liked to see her in. She couldn't wait to be out of it. She thought about bringing her new vibrator into the shower with her, figured she'd earned some fun. She bit her lip thinking about it, and blushed when she saw the driver eyeing her in the mirror, brushed a lock of black hair behind her ear.
Chill, Sara, he doesn't know!
She paid the cabbie and rushed towards the door, sliding her hand into her bag to fish out the key. The hand came up empty.
Weird.
Sitting down on a step she emptied her bag onto the ground before her. No key.
See, that makes no sense, because I distinctly remember picking up the key this morning and putting it in... the pocket of the jacket I opted not to wear when I realized how hot it was... Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Normally this would be where she'd be making a sheepish phone call to her flatmate Kathy, but Kathy was out of town and would not be back for another day.
Fucking fuck.
She considered her options. Locksmith? Expensive. Hassle. Back to her mum and step dad? No way.
I'd rather sleep on this step.
During term time she'd have plenty of options, but it was the summer break and most of her friends were elsewhere. That left Aidan.
Not ideal, Sara.
Aidan was part of her friend group, but a relatively new member. They saw each other a lot, went to the same weekly board game night, hung out at the same pub, but hadn't really spent any time alone together. He was staying in town over summer, though, and did live just two blocks away from her, a detail which suddenly seemed a lot more significant when a thunderclap made her jump and the sky opened up.
Shit.
Aidan
Aidan had just settled down in front of the TV with an open beer when his phone buzzed and Sara's name popped up on the screen.
That's... unusual.
"Hey, Sara, what's up?"
"Aidan, hi, uh, this is weird – what are you doing tonight, are you busy?" She sounded nervous, oddly. He was intrigued.
"Tonight? Nothing, just chilling at home, why?"
"I, uh, I've sort of locked myself out and Kathy is away, and I don't really have anywhere to go..."
He turned his head towards the window. It was pouring down out there.
"You're locked out, right now, in this?"
"Yeah, just my luck... shit, I know we're not all that close, but is there any way I could crash at yours tonight? Like I said, Kathy comes back tomorrow, so it wouldn't be..."
"Oh, of course, it's no problem. Actually Alex is away too so you can use his room, just come on over!" Had she really been nervous about asking?
That's adorable.
"Well, uh, I'm kind of already outside."
He was still chuckling to himself as he opened the door, but stopped immediately when he saw her.
Shit.
She was drenched. She was wearing a white sundress, of all things, and it had gone utterly transparent, clinging to her hips and showing him what sure looked like dark lace beneath it. Her hair stuck to her wet face and neck, her mascara was running. Sara was undeniably attractive, all soft and petite, with pale skin, dark hair and intensely blue eyes, but seeing her like
this,
shit, that was something else. She looked fucking delicious. His eyes dropped briefly to her chest, where the soaked fabric did nothing to conceal the dark outlines of her areolae. That visual went straight to his cock, and he forced himself to look back up at her flushed face.
