Hi, fourth part of the story. Sorry it is taking me a while, just sorting through some personal issues at the same time. Thanks for reading and please vote, let me know what your all feeling.
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That night, Tom stayed with me. We didn't talk much, nor did we kiss. We sat in my living room in a comfortable silence, neither wanting to break the feeling. When I began to feel drowsy, I asked him if he wanted to stay, hoping that he wouldn't. To stay would mean sleeping in my bed and I didn't want to 'sleep with him'. When he answered asking for a blanket, that he would stay on my sofa, I made no objections.
I left him with a blanket and a pillow, leant him a toothbrush and left him. After I had cleaned my face, brushed my teeth and hair, I entered my room, changed into my oversized T-shirt and lay on my bed, thinking things through, finally falling to sleep.
I woke up to a sound outside my bedroom door. I looked over to see the door handle move slightly. I stayed absolutely still, wrapped tightly in my covers, watching the door. It was pushed open ever so slightly, making a tiny creak. Still no-one had entered my room. A minute passed and the door was pushed further in, I kept my eyes fixed on the figure that popped their head cautiously around the door. All that I could see was the bright white of their eyes, looking around the room before focusing on me, my bed.
"Sarah," the voice startled me, I hadn't expected anyone to speak to me. "Sarah are you awake?" When I didn't answer, the figure made its way into my room, tripping over a pile of my clothes that I had changed out of earlier. As the figure neared, I exhaled realising that I had Tom in the house, the figure was Tom. He didn't seem to have noticed my slight movement. Still watching him I noticed him bending over to pick something up, as he stood tall I saw him gripping a pair of my panties, dirty ones! I wanted to say something but my 'asleep game' was turning out to be quite fun.
As he neared again I saw him bring my panties to his nose, inhaling deeply before continuing to rub them between his fingers. He made a noise that sounded very much like, "Oh, so damp. She must like me." This time I couldn't hold back my giggle as I snorted into the cover.
He was on me in a second. Laughing, Smiling, The whites of his teeth shown clearly in the darkness of the room. I pushed my hands into his stomach, noticing for the first time that he wasn't wearing anything on top, and tickled him hard and fast. He fell off me rolling to the side in fits of laughter. I straddled him, wrapping my knees tightly against his bare legs, noting that boxers were all that he was wearing. Shortly he was crying with laughter and I reduced my tickling tactics. In that moment he flipped me on my back again, my legs still wrapped around him feeling his bulge press into my knickers.