Rob really hoped his new roommate wouldn't be weird.
From their conversations over text, Rob found out that Lisa had just graduated college and was looking for a place to live close to her new job.
Rob's apartment, which was in walking distance of the city center, was the perfect location for her.
So far, so good. All Rob really cared about was if she had a job and would pay her rent on time.
Years of living with a revolving door of roommates--whether it was old hippies who didn't believe in banking, young line cooks who spent too much of their paycheck on drugs, or slackers of any age that never seemed to have a stable source of income--lowered his standards considerably. Not that he was picky in the first place. Rob was approaching his thirties with no big rush, enjoying the city and his bartending job with every passing week. However comfortable the gig, though, there was no way he could afford an apartment in such a prime area without a roommate.
Lisa responded to one of his online posts about the apartment and introduced herself over text. Rob didn't really bother being friendly--he just wanted to make sure she could pay her rent on time.
They were supposed to meet at 10:30 in the morning so Lisa could check out the place and discuss the lease. It was 10:40 and he had no word from her. Not a good sign, thought Rob.
His train of thought was moving faster and faster into annoyance when a gorgeous brunette peeked in from the hallway.
The train froze, as did Rob.
She was just his type. Her long brown hair flowed just past her shoulders, and her heart-shaped face was framed with a large pair of glasses. She was wearing a cropped hoodie and yoga pants, an outfit that would have looked lazy on anyone else, but somehow accentuated her fit body perfectly.
"Hi," he said, or tried to. His voice cracked, making a sound much like a dying frog.
He cleared his throat and tried again, lowering his voice an octave to hide his embarrassment.
"What can I help you with, miss?" he asked in what he thought was an authoritative tone.
The girl giggled, a sound that made him feel light. Seeing this beautiful girl smiling was almost worth making a fool of himself.
"I'm looking for an apartment. Are you Rob?" she asked, an amused expression accentuating her cute features.
Was this Lisa? Rob hadn't mentally prepared for the possibility of his roommate being attractive. This was a problem, since he wasn't used to talking to hot women without at least two drinks in him.
Lisa raised her eyebrows slightly, a half-smile still on her face. Rob couldn't get over how sexy she was, even though she, by now, probably thought he was a moron.
"Um, I'm Lisa," she said, attempting to draw Rob out of his stupor.
It worked. "Lisa! New roommate, right?"
She giggled again. Rob wanted to record the sound and replay it forever.
"Prospective roommate, yes," Lisa replied coyly. "I'm guessing you're Rob, then. Are you gonna show me around?"
Rob realized she was still standing out in the hallway.
"Umm yeah, come on in!" he said, beckoning for her to enter, then he gestured around. "This is the living room."
Lisa entered the apartment and took a look around. The room wasn't that big, with only a couch and a TV in it. It felt spacious, though, thanks in part to the large windows offering a scenic view of the city.
Lisa didn't say much besides looking around the room for a second, then turning her eyes back to him.
Why was she looking at him? Rob's self-consciousness started creeping in. Breaking the awkward silence, he moved towards the kitchen.
"And the kitchen's over here. We got a lot of counter space, but not a lot of room to move around. With past roommates, we've taken turns using the kitchen."
The kitchen was also small, and was separated from the living room by a breakfast bar.
The cramped quarters didn't seem to bother Lisa, who followed Rob into the kitchen and decided to explore the cabinets.
Turning sideways, she squeezed past him, her round butt brushing up against him as she moved by.
Rob froze as he felt her soft butt momentarily push against his crotch, but she didn't seem to give it a second thought as she bent over and looked into a lower cabinet.
Her ass was right there in front of him, Rob realized. His brain told him not to stare, but his eyes knew what they wanted.
Her tight yoga pants exposed every curve of her butt as she bent over. The black material went sheer as she bent further, and Rob could faintly make out her bare flesh. Was she not wearing panties?
Lisa stood up and turned around, leaving Rob to quickly act like he wasn't just staring at her ass.
"It is pretty cramped in here" she remarked, "but I think you and I could fit easily enough."
She again moved past Rob, sliding her soft ass against his front.
But this time, she stopped right in front of him and pushed her butt further into him.
"Did you enjoy staring at my sexy ass, Rob?" She asked in a low, sultry voice.
Rob started stammering, but before he could respond she moved past him.
"Are you going to show me the bedroom?" Lisa asked. Rob wasn't sure if that was a question or an invitation.
He mumbled out a reply, his brain working furiously to make sense of the situation, and led her to the opposite side of the apartment where the two bedrooms were.
When he opened the door to what would be Lisa's room, she strode in as if she was already living there.
Since the second bedroom was on the edge of the building, large windows let natural light into the room. Unfortunately, since Rob's last roommate had taken his things with him when he moved out, this had the effect of making the room's emptiness seem even more stark.
"Well," Lisa said, "At least I won't have to worry about where to fit everything."
Rob wasn't really sure what to say. He never did, when it came to hot women, but this one had him extra flustered.
"Um, the bathroom is here" he said, opening a side door.
"I get my own bathroom?" Lisa asked incredulously, taking a peek inside.
"Err, no. It's a shared bathroom. Your entrance is here, but there's a door on the opposite side that leads to my room."
"Oh," Lisa had a twinge of disappointment in her voice. But then looked up at Rob and said "I don't mind sharing though."
She moved in closer and placed her hand on his chest. In a low, almost seductive voice, said "Maybe we could even share the shower sometime?"
Rob became keenly aware of how close they were. The two of them were standing in the same doorway, and the small apartment didn't leave room for personal space. Lisa's eyes gazed up at Rob. They were a beautiful hazel color, and Rob was getting lost in them.
"Why don't you show me your room?" Lisa asked, almost whispering.
Rob led her through the bathroom and into his room wordlessly. He wasn't even sure why he was showing her his room, he just knew he would do whatever this beautiful girl asked him to.