Jaden and her roommate Alicia lived in a beautiful high-rise apartment in the city. After Jaden's dream job turned her down, Alicia came to her with the idea of them moving in with Alicia's boyfriend Dan.
"Listen Jay we are fresh out of college and we don't have a lot of money. Dan and his roommate Tristan can't afford their rent, like us, except they live in a big house and we live in a 2 bedroom closet."
Jaden couldn't deny her logic. She only had reservations because she thought Tristan was hot. She'd wanted him the first time she saw him, but now figured she couldn't get with him as a roommate.
What if the sex was bad? Would that effect their relationship? What if he tried to play her? Wait, wait, she was getting way ahead of herself. I mean maybe he did think she was pretty, but maybe he didn't see her in 'that way'.
Jaden had only met Tristan once, but it was enough, the man was gorgeous. He's 5'9 about 180 lbs, with a hard swimmers build. He has dirty blond hair and soft blue eyes that change color depending on his mood.
Anyway, the point was that she didn't have a job, her getting started funds from her family were running low, and she had the chance to live in a beautiful house with a garden for half of what she was paying now. Jaden made up her mind. They were moving.
A Year later they had all been living together quietly and peacefully, but something was going to change and soon. Tristan and Jaden started hanging out more and more.
Really Jaden thought it couldn't be helped. Their roommates were a couple, and no one wants to be a third wheel. So naturally when their flatmates went out they ended up doing things together at home.
Jaden could feel the tension building every time they were together, but she never said anything. And neither did Tristan. Early one evening in the kitchen. Jaden had gotten off work early and decided to fix herself a little pasta.
Being a neat freak she had to clean the dirty dishes her roommates left first. Tristan came home sulking, he stepped into the kitchen and was taken aback by the lovely sight of Jaden. Why did she have to be so sexy washing dishes? He thought. She was short at 5'2, she had a very slim build with generous breast, c or d Tristan thought. Her ass was high and round and those legs were nicely sculpted with a hint of muscle, she could stop traffic in a short skirt and heels, with legs like that.
Her delicate brown hands were covered in suds, he watched her pick up a glass and fill the glass with a wet sopping sponge.
She softly turned the sponge in and out of the glass. He watched as her arm went back and forth and thought of her giving the same ministrations to his cock. Her sudsy hand flowing back and forth over his stiff penis.
'Hey T', she said.
Tristan was snapped out of his reverie, and hoarsely said hello to his roommate, wondering just how long he stood there fantasizing about her. He went to stand at the sink with her and began to tell her all about his stressful day.
He was an analyst for a small firm, and he worked extra hard with a bunch of monkeys and no sight of a promotion in the near or distant future. Quickly he reached across to grab a glass and his arm brushed her left breast.
Tristan yanked his arm back and was not sure what to do, he began to apologize, but after looking into Jaden's bright sultry eyes he could see the mutual pent up lust.
They stood there staring into each others eyes for what felt like minutes, after Tristan mumbled something unintelligible and nearly ran to his room. Jaden was shocked and confused and frustrated. But she decided it was best to just leave things alone for now.
Weeks had gone by and Jaden was desperately waiting for Tristan to make another move, a more obvious move, but he was so subtle. She started over analyzing all the little things they did. How Tristan would brush his arm against hers when they were on the sofa, or how she would playfully grab his arm during a scary movie.
All of it was driving her crazy. She was on fire when he entered a room and when he touched her, her body tingled all over. His voice made her cream and now she was getting angry and resentful. But she couldn't bring herself to just go to him. She wanted to be sure he wanted her.
One day Jaden was again in the kitchen and this time she was cooking. Jaden knew Tristan would be home early and so she was wearing a pair of really short terrycloth yellow shorts and a white baggy t-shirt and no bra.