I'm home alone. I live alone. I always strip, and lay in bed naked. I'm horny. I watched porn. I came a few times. I'm still horny. I hear a knock on my door. I forget I'm naked. I open the door without looking. A guy stands there, and says, "Oh, shit." I look down a see my erect nipples. Oops. I forgot I was naked. I tell the guy to come in. I run through the other door towards my bedroom and grab a t-shirt and pants. I throw them on.
I walk back towards the door. He's awkwardly standing there. I don't know him, but I've seen him around my building before. He goes to my school. We share some acquaintances. He doesn't say anything. I say, "sorry about that." He smiles and looks at my nipples through my thin t-shirt. They're still erect, and I didn't put a bra on since I was rushing.
I introduce myself. He reaches for my outstretched hand, and explains, "Sorry I live a few doors down. One of my friends has a bunch of people over, and your friend was there. She said I might be able to get some work done at your place." He won't stop looking at my body. I like it. I'm feeling a slight flush creep up my neck, and a tingle starting in my belly. I think about it for a minute. Usually a pause this long would be awkward, but I think we're both a little too sexually aware of each other; therefore, we don't notice the pause.
I invite him to bring his schoolwork over. He comes back inside. He locks the door. The sound seems louder than usual. We're both extremely aware of the silence. He puts his bag down on a chair at the table. I go to grab my phone from my bed. It beeps, so I sit down to read my text. I look up while I'm texting, and see him standing in the doorway. He has his arms resting on either side of the doorframe. He takes my silence as acquiescence and enters my bedroom.