They say that you make your own luck in life...well the story I'm about to tell you suggests that I must have been making luck as a full time job!!
It all started about 2 years ago when Trisha and I were graduating from college. We had known each other as friends for about 3 years prior and used to hang out together. Although I had always fancied her, I always had the impression that it was a one way thing, so I had never tried to take it any further. She was a gorgeous girl , 18 years old, with a pretty smiley face, shoulder length wavy brown hair, about 5ft5" tall and a slender young body. We were studying politics and sociology together so we would spend quite a lot of time in the libraries or at each others homes working on various homeworks and projects. I would never dare complain, but quite often Trisha would turn up for some of our work sessions in rather scantily dressed clothes. You know what I mean...tight tops that would show her firm small tits with a bare cleavage and her naked belly and either tight blue sneaker jeans or leggings that both showed off a lovely firm bottom. When your study partner is dressed like this, it is so difficult to concentrate on the matters at hand and not at the sight that would present itself when she leaned over. I would sneak views of her cleavage and envisage what her breasts would look like and smell her scent as she would get close to me to point at something in my work. How I resisted the temptation to make a grab during this time is one of life's miracles.
Anyway, I digress, through this lusting, Trisha and I still remained good platonic friends and enjoyed each others company even to the extent of going to the movies, shows etc. on what were dates but with no ties. During this time we also would go out on dates with other people and this used to make me so jealous as I would have hated it if she had got really serious with any guy. Fortunately for me this didn't happen, but it did surprise me as she was so pretty and there was always plenty of interest. This brings me to a certain day in April with our exams a few months away, but plenty of revision and study still to the fore.
We were studying round Trish's house one evening, when her mother Jenna came over and asked if I could her a favour. Now Jenna is a lovely lady, late 30's, taller and a fuller figure to Trish, but similar in looks and hair style. She had been a widow for 2 years and had always been really helpful with regards Trish and I spending time in her house studying. She would often supply me with snacks or sometimes a meal if I couldn't make it home for meal times or I stayed late. I would also enjoy repaying her kindness by doing odd jobs around the house and helping with the shopping and that sort of thing. So it wasn't unusual for her to ask me to do her a favour.
"What can I help you with Jenna." I asked .... "Well Angus, we are having trouble with our satellite and I was wondering if you could have a look at it for us, for as you know I like to watch Wrestling and golf on the satellite and the Masters Golf is on tomorrow afternoon." Jenna answered with an air of desperation. "I called the engineer, but he can't get here until the day after." she continued. "That's okay Jenna...let me have a look at the receiver now." So without any hesitation I made my way over to the receiver and television and tried a few adjustments and some tinkering without any success. "I think I need to look at the dish outside, but I'll have to do it tomorrow as its too dark to do anything now...I promise I'll be back in the morning first thing before I go to school..okay.." I reassured her. "Thats great Angus, we will be really grateful if you can try and fix it in the morning." added Jenna. "I can give you both a lift to school when you get finished, if that helps."
"Great...hopefully its only a loose wire." With that we decided to call it a night with our studies and I went off home.
Not knowing what the problem was exactly, I arrived about 7.30 am next day at the house to be greeted by Jenna in her pink bathroom robe. Although her hair was a bit tousled, she looked remarkably nice I thought to myself. I had ocassionally seen her in her robe before she would go to bed, and leave the two of us to study if we were late. But she seemed to be different in the light of the day answering the door a little unprepared. "We were not expecting you so early Angus... but you know where the key to garage is, and the ladder is in there...I can make you a drink and some toast or something if you like." Jenna offered as I made my way towards the garage. "Teas fine." I replied as I opened the garage.
So I grabbed the long ladder and laid it against the back of the house and climbed up to where the dish was. Now as I neared the dish it was impossible not to see into one of the back rooms which had the curtains open and the light on. I was just about to move up towards the dish when lo and behold Trish entered the room, presumably from the bathroom dressed in her satin gown that I had often seen hanging on the back of her door but had never seen on her before. I couldn't help but just stare even though I thought she must be able to see me. However when she removed the gown and stood there staring at herself in the mirror with just her short nightie on, I assumed she couldn't.