Prologue
This is a true account of what happened to me, Andrew , a few years ago.
In 2004, I applied for a post graduate course, but had been accepted late onto it due to raising the money to pay.
As a late entrant, I had to run around trying to get accommodation when everything had gone.
I set aside a day and eventually found a room in shared house, where i knew no one at all.
Day came when i arrived and ended up sharing with three girls, in similar position to me. Two were quite posh and were ok but we never clicked - the other was more normal but slightly alternative. Like me she was a little older. Petite with long brown hair, she was not drop dead gorgeous but very attractive in a classic English way.. We were similar in that we were not double barrelled surnamed and did not have private funds, unlike a lot of the others. She was called Emily and she also like me came from London.
Emily and I being in a similar position got on well and in the early weeks went to the pub a lot as we both knew no one else. We eventually met our own social circle of friends, but retained our initial closeness and would go out together.
Emily had a boyfriend Jamie, who was in London and occasionally turned up to see her and fuck. Her words, not mine( this is a joint tale after all) She felt they were drifting apart a little but still saw each other so retained a degree of commitment to him.
Emily was fairly broke quite early into the course. Her parents were not around. She needed a job and got one in a pub in the centre of town working a few days per week. I would often meet her at the end of the shift and walk her home as I felt concerned for her as it was late at night when she finished.
During these walks we would chat and discussed men women sex etc, often very openly. Emily had an interest in sex, and although not promiscuous enjoyed talking about all as-pects of intimacy. Our little chats covered a whole spectrum
Emily once mentioned threesomes and she said Jamie pestered her for one with another female, and i said that was every fellas fantasy. She moaned and asked how would i feel if i had sex with a guy; i said as long as it was a couple then i expected touching as after all i was fucking his partner so I would want to be guided and probably touched by him as I would feel more comfortable as part of their relationship. I thought nothing further of it.
Emily saw Jamie in London once and it seemed to go ok. During our little journeys back after work she said was beginning to feel that their relationship had run its course.
Anyway one night inevitably we fucked; attempt would be a more accurate description. Not my finest hour as we were both drunk and it was more fumbling masturbation than anything else. I was embarrassed by my performance but the next day Emily was really sweet about it and said that it was fine and we agreed that we probably embarrassed ourselves rather than each other.
Our relationship however continued as we left it.
Emily did mention following our night together that she admired the fact i shaved and was really turned on by it. She had always suspected as she once found some stray hairs in the bath!!!
Anyway one weekend Jamie was due up on Thursday. I said i would keep out the way and give her space and so went to the to the gym to keep out the way for them.
Thursday was the big night when the whole college went out; Emily and Jamie wanted to stay in. Our other two house mates had gone home for weekend. I was stuck and planned to go out once changed and tidied up
I came back dumped my bag and said hi to them both and went to get ready to go out.
Emily and Jamie were watching TV with couple of bottles of wine.
It was one of those student places with the bathroom at the back of kitchen. I went in got shaved and showered and then as got out realised all I had was dirty gym kit which I did not want to put on.
I wrapped my towel around and shouted to Emily that I was sorry but all my clothes were upstairs so I would run through. This was a fairly regular occurrence and all 4 of us were quite used to seeing each other in towels.
Emily laughed, probably as I had never warned her before and said " have a glass of wine on your way through"
I tapped on lounge and said sorry and walked in. They both laughed. Emily handed me a glass of wine and said "you liar you be got a towel on I thought you were naked"
She tugged at the towel giggling. I said fuck off but she said she wanted it off so continued to pull at it jokingly. In the struggle some red wine was spilled on her jeans. We stopped messing and I said I was really sorry.
"They'll have to be soaked" Emily said. Without any hesitation she undid her belt and stepped out of them.
"That's better" she said. She had told me once she rarely wore underwear. I did not believe her. Until now.
Emily was naked
I could not take my eyes of her pussy. It looked so pretty with a really trimmed soft bush and a perfect landing strip about an inch wide. I was stunned. Emily seized my towel, whipping it off so I was then nude. And obviously shaved. I tried to hide my slowly rising cock, but she giggled
"see I told you he shaved, lovely Jamie isn't it?"