The exam and summer holidays were now over and it was time for a new term and academic year to start at campus.
George and I had started defining ourselves as a couple and I found that George could be very romantic and gentle if he wanted to be. He was especially careful when he had come to visit me over the holidays and I chose to give my virginity to him, but became rough again as soon as I had voiced my desire for it.
As was always the case, the inhabitants of our student house had changed a little from the previous year. Our house had six rooms, each rented by a different student, and this year except for me and George, there were to be one other female and three other male students.
Three of the rooms in the house opened to a short hallway leading from the front entryway to the kitchen and the other three opened to a hallway leading from the rear entryway. George and I lived in the rear hallway and were to be joined this year by the new female student.
Two of the new male students were first years and arrived earlier than the rest of us for orientation, but the rest of us only returned for the senior registration of our individual fields of study.
Ever since I had moved into the student house I had never really socialized with the other inhabitants except for George. This was mostly because the other inhabitants preferred to keep to themselves and play video games and this seemed to be the case again this year, until the new girl arrived.
Her name was Jean. She had long black hair, but very light blue eyes that made it seem like her irises were made of ice. Her build was very similar to mine, but she had larger breasts and less muscular legs. She was also a little shorter than me and one year younger, but had a fairly fierce personality which made up for her lack in stature.
She easily started conversations with both me and George and we soon started hanging around together. Like us, Jean hardly ever went home over weekends, but her classes were fewer than ours and she spent most of her time at home during the week.
It was fun, but I missed me and George being alone over weekends. The only breaks we would get, would be when Jean went out with some of her other friends over weekends and during these times George and I thoroughly enjoyed each other's company.
The only other thing about Jean that bothered me was the way she looked at me from time to time. Every now and then I would catch a glimpse of her looking at me in a very peculiar way, but she would quickly hide this once she noticed me looking.
It had been a while since George had made me do anything significantly daring, mostly he just tied me up and either gave me orgasm after orgasm until I couldn't take anymore or he denied me orgasm until I begged him to fuck me silly, which he did enthusiastically.
Class had already started again when I came home and noticed a little spark in George's eyes that I hadn't really seen since before the exam and I knew he had something a little more daring planned for me.
It was one of the few days which George and I were home earlier than any of the other inhabitants and as such we could speak freely. "You have that mischievous look in your eyes. I'm assuming you have something planned for me?"
He smiled. "Not really planned, but I do expect it to work out none the less."
"What do you want me to do, master?" His smile widened at the last word.
"You remember our old arrangement that you are not allowed to cover yourself in my presence?"
"Yes."
"Well, what I would like you to do tonight involves that. I want you to wait until at least one of our fellow housemates are here before you go to shower, but then you are only allowed to take your towel and watch with you. Nothing else." My nipples were already hardening at the thought. Our house had two bathrooms, one leading opening to the same hallway as our rooms and the other opening to the kitchen. I preferred to shower in the own connected to the kitchen simply because it, in my opinion at least, had the better shower. Unfortunately for me the kitchen was usually the most populated room in the house, especially in the evenings when most of us preferred to prepare food.
"And then?"
"And then I will be preparing something for us to eat. You will have a specific time limit within which you will need to finish showering and come back out. Naturally I will be in the kitchen and you'll have to drop your towel, but it depends on your luck and timing whether you'll also be exposing yourself to one or more of our housemates. Once you leave the bathroom you may also only slowly walk back to your room. Are you up for it?"
This was going to be different than before. In the past George had made me expose myself to complete strangers and with a ski mask on to hide my identity, but not this time. My body was getting excited at the very thought, but my mind was still telling me it was a bad idea. "So, if I hear someone in the kitchen with you, I don't have to come out?"
