I had been working in the city for nearly a year having moved down from a small country town to take up a position as an Accountant. My job was well paid and I liked the people I worked for, all except for one guy Josh, an arrogant ex-public schoolboy who had made it clear from day one that he hardly considered me worthy of his attention. If he needed to talk to me because of work then he would do so as curtly as possible. Making every request seem like an order. Most of my colleagues were of a similar opinion to myself, except for a couple of the younger female accountants and secretaries who fawned about him with barely concealed lust in their eyes. He had the kind of dark, intense looks that seemed to reduce the legs of several of the girls to jelly. Thankfully most of the women considered him as arrogant as the guys and we spent many an hour down the local winebar sharing stories of Josh's latest antics.
After some months working at the firm I had saved enough money to put a deposit down on a house and move out of rented accommodation, the joy of having my own place was however offset by the fact that I had overstretched myself in buying an attractive 2 bed semi in a nice suburb of the city with a large lounge and a small garden out back. That and the fact that I had gone a bit overboard on the decorations and furniture had resulted in my going overdrawn at the bank. My financial situation was starting to look a bit uncomfortable to say the least. There was really only one thing I could do. I would have to get a lodger for a short while until I got myself in a more stable financial position.
I put an add in the classifieds and within a few days the phonecalls began. I had clearly put in the flat at too low a price because the phone was ringing non stop. In the end I decided to see 5 people that Saturday, 3 guys and 2 girls, then I would choose the person I got along with the best and offer them the room.
The room itself was a downstairs room by the front door, it was facing onto the street and there wasn't much of a front yard so privacy was not too great but then whoever got the room would have the freedom of the rest of the house, including the luxurious lounge and since with my work commitments I wouldn't be around too much they should have plenty of privacy.
The first two to arrive were on the Saturday morning, they were pretty similar, easy going guys who looked like they would be good fun to have around. One was a surveyor and the other an engineer. They had both moved into the area recently and were looking for a good flat. I got on very well with them and really I felt that either of them would have made a great flatmate, if anything the engineer came out top because he was a keen sports fan and I had visions of us spending Sunday afternoons watching the football on the large TV in the lounge with a few beers.
The next potential flatmate was one of the girls, small and slim she hardly said a word, grunting clearly unimpressed at every room she was shown before pronouncing that the bedroom was far too small and that she had wasted her time coming to visit. I wondered what she expected for the price but was glad to show her the door.
The last guy came at 7pm, the second girl had never turned up, this was infuriating, she could have called to say she wasn't going to make it, that would have prevented me having to stick around the house for 2 hours on a Saturday afternoon. He was OK but didn't have the same charisma and easy going nature as the two guys who
I had shown round in the morning.
For me it was clear who I was going to offer the flat to. The engineers name was John and I went through to the lounge to get his number so I could give him a call. At that moment the doorbell rang, wondering who it could be I answered the door.
The sight before me will stay with me forever, my immediate impression was that the girl before me was far and away the most beautiful I had ever seen. For a split second I stood stunned, taking in her beauty. Maybe she was used to this reaction from men because it was she who broke the silence. Smiling a stunning white smile she said "Hi, my name's Nicola, I've come to see the flat. Sorry I'm a bit late."
"Oh hi!" I mumbled, managing to find my voice at last, "Err, come on in and I'll show you round!"
My earlier annoyance at her not showing up disappeared. I showed her round the house, taking the opportunity to look her over as I did so. She was about 5' 5", maybe a bit shorter than average with long straight dark hair. About 23 years old her face was classically beautiful, she looked like she might have had some Italian or Spanish heritage from the olive colouring of her slightly tanned skin. Her eyes were big, brown and piercing, sucking you in when you looked at her straight. Her cheekbones were high and her lips were very full and red, she seemed to have a natural pout which made her look incredibly sexy.
I could feel myself getting aroused just standing and talking to her. As she was looking at the lounge I stood behind her so that I could get a good look at her fantastic body without her catching me. She was wearing a t-shirt and loose jeans with no makeup but she was still sexier than any stripper I had seen in the city's lapdancing clubs. Her body was flawless with long slim legs , a beautifully rounded bum and a tight, slim waist. Her wide shoulders suggested that she spent a lot of time exercising or doing sports and her breasts were full and sat high on her chest, they were straining against the front of her t-shirt suggesting that they were at least a D cup. If anything they were a little large for her small frame but you wouldn't hear too many guys complaining about that.