During the COVID lock down Samantha craves physical touch from a lover. Having never been with a man will Samantha has been having feelings she had suppressed toward her long-time friend and roommate. Maybe she has been missing more than just physical intimacy all along.
The lockdown, social distancing thing was driving me insane being stuck pretty much in my high-rise apartment. I shared an apartment with my roommate Casey McEntire. Well more like he shared the apartment with me since it was his name on the lease, he refused to let me pay rent and I had moved in with him long after he rented it.
Casey and I went to school together from grade school through graduation. Casey was a jock but one of the cool jocks, not the egotistical type, he had brains too. Casey always loved everyone, and everyone loved him. After graduation he had gone into the military for several years and I had lost track of him till about a year and a half ago. I bumped into him at a mall one day picking up a few items.
I had just broken up with my girlfriend at the time and was in the process of trying to move out and find a place of my own. Casey had taken me out to dinner that night and listened to me cry into my food about Oliva, my now ex-girlfriend, and about trying to find a place.
"Samantha you can stay with me I have an extra bedroom," He had said.
I tried to think of a million reasons not to but, at the end of dinner we loaded up my things in his truck and moved them to his place. Casey let me cry laying on his chest most of the night till I fell asleep then tucked me in his bed and slept on the couch. The next day we set a bed up in the other bedroom and made it mine.
I currently worked as the store manager for JC Penny and with the lockdown I was pretty much was just hanging out in the apartment alone all day while Casey was at work. Casey had been on the SWAT team for nearly three years now, which left me padding around the apartment alone while he was gone.
What was driving me crazy was not having had sex in over a year with another human being and not being able to go out and meet a woman I might have interest in. My sexual frustrations were making my mind drift to my quite capable roommate. I do not say capable from personal experience because at thirty-one years of age I had not been with a male.
Where I had gotten capable is Casey being a fit and attractive man by anyone's standards, not to mention many women were a sucker for uniforms and Alpha type men. But this one had personality and intelligence to go with it. He was not all abs and biceps.
So Casey had brought home girls on occasion and let us just say, the sounds coming from his room would put most porn movies to shame the way the girls screamed. Also Heather Mason ended up with him one night. Heather was bi, her and I had met on a few occasions.
I think it surprised both Heather and I when she walked into the kitchen smelling coffee after a night of what sounded like someone tearing the walls down in Casey's bedroom. Casey was more shocked when he came in from out of the shower, saw us chatting away like old friends. The look on his face when Heather told him she and I had been together a time of two all but drove me to tears laughing. After she had left Casey had tried to apologize seemingly embarrassed that he had brought how a girl I knew.
"Relax big guy, it's bound to happen. I may bring one home someday that you know."
I will not lie; I did quiz Heather on just what went on in the bedroom that cause all the screaming. I got what some of what I figured that he was hung like a moose. Him wearing jeans and grey sweatpants now and then I could easily see that.
I had also noticed on many occasions if I dress kind of skimpy those jeans filled up tight in the front. Also according to Heather she had never had her pussy eaten like he did. Which did make both our cheeks flush since I had eaten her pussy a couple of times. Mine red she had just told me he was better and her because she said it and did not mean it to come out like that.
I had known Casey was hung already from my habit of running around in just a half top and panties, or sometimes just panties in the morning and was of course flattered that I had that effect on him. I was also amused at how he tried not to look. He looked almost like a little boy at times trying to shy away. Just made him so much more adorable. But knowing he ate pussy that well...
There was times I liked cuddling up against him watching TV, I mean he exuded such a safe feeling being near him. Ok there was a lot of times I loved cuddling up against him. When we would go out together just standing hear him in even a theater line or sitting in a restaurant, I felt like I was in the safest spot in the world.
I had asked once if he would rather, I did not cuddle him, since he would often get a chubby. Of course he turned eighteen shades of red. I told Casey it did not bother me that he got them, I was flattered, and I still would like cuddling with him if it was ok.
He had agreed if I was not upset about the effect, I had on him and again apologized that it happened. He had said I was in his mind the perfect build girl he liked, which I knew already. Most the girls he brought home were petite and usually brunettes with long hair. A couple could have been a sister or cousin to me from the way they looked.
"Don't apologize. It makes you so adorable and I don't ever want you to feel uncomfortable in your own place Casey."
"Uh, it's our place Sam," he said and hugged me.
"Plus Sam, you are more beautiful than any girl I know," he said and again apologized for how I affected him again.
That had set me to blushing. Casey was kind of a hero to me, back in school he was the quickest to come to the rescue of those who were different or bullied. Now he in my mind done the same being with the police.
So that gets us to where we are. Me alone all day with no socializing and starting to contemplate my adorable roommate and my need to have sexual contact with another human being, or was it just intimacy I needed? I knew he had to be feeling to, it had already been almost two months since he and Cheryl had broken up when the lockdown started. Casey and Cheryl were together five months and he was even talking about marriage with her to me. After she broke it off, he was not into dating at all and would not discuss it further.
Now six weeks into lockdown he gotten to where he did not want to cuddle with me or when he did it was not the same, and I was wondering if it were that he was starting to really desire me and trying to not. He had cuddled with me even when he was dating Chery and after the breakup in the beginning. So why the drawback from me now?
"Hello."
"Hey Heather, it's Sam."
"Hey girl, how are you?"
"I'm good but going stir crazy locked in the apartment all day."
We chatted around a bit, this and that me avoiding what I really wanted to ask.
"Sam."
"Yeah."
"What are you really calling for?"
I felt my cheeks flush and laughed. I knew it came across as a nervous laugh.
"Ahhh. I see. You are starting to notice that 6'3" sexy man in your apartment."
"I... You see... Yeah. You are right I am."
Heather laughed, "Girl I can't blame you. Those honey brown eyes are enough for most women."
"So do you think...? I mean would he be... You know interested in me."
"Absolutely he
is
, not would be. However, he respects you Sam. You know what I mean? You being who you are."
"I know, he always has. It's just one of the many adorable things about him."
"Ok so think of this. Is this just an itch you are wanting to scratch? Just needing some sex? Casey cares about you a lot. After he found out we knew each other, he and I have had lunch a couple of times to talk. He adores you. So much that it can effect how he sees other women. He compares them to you, and you may not know it, but you set a petty high mark."
"What are you saying Heather?"
"Casey is in love with you."
"He... Wow."
"Yeah wow. So if you take this step, be extremely careful you could break him."
"He told you this?"
"More or less, yes. I do know that he broke it off with Cheryl, but he tells everyone she broke it off with him."
