I gazed outside the window as the rain slammed the window ledge. The water trickled down the glass like tear drops. I placed my palm on the window feeling the coldness spread through my body. Today was going to be utterly horrible. My name is Nevaeh Longley or Nevvy for short. I have long black hair down to my breasts and brown eyes. I recently turned 18 and I attend a quite secluded college, north of London. I grabbed my rain mac and umbrella and headed for the door. My parents have left me home alone for a whole month as they travelled through America. They gave me strict rules to attend College, and have 'NO' boys in the house, but they said nothing about girls?
As I left the house, I glanced down at my watch, 6:58am. My bus was due any minute and I knew I was going to be late! I slammed my door shut and raced towards the bus stop. Trampling through puddles, I saw my bus approach, but just my luck, it didn't stop. I cursed under my breath and sat on the damp wooden bench kicking up the puddles. In all my frustration I hadn't noticed a girl about my age standing in front of me. She wore a brown stylish coat and dark blue denim jeans tucked into military boots. Her light blonde hair was tucked inside a brown and black hat. She looked at me with her bright blue eyes in anger. When I had kicked up the puddles, they had splashed onto her clothes leaving her drenched.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she shouted.
"I am so, SO, sorry! I didn't see you- Hey? Don't I know you from somewhere?" I replied standing up from my seat.
"Err- I go to the same college as you? But, that doesn't matter. Look at me, I'm soaked! I can't go to college like this and I live too far away to go and change."
I looked her up and down and bit my lip. Suddenly I began to have these strange thoughts inside my head of me grabbing her by the waist and kissing those soft tender lips, slowly tracing down to her neck. I shook my head disregarding the thoughts and began to speak.
"I live just over there? You could come dry up at mine, and I could dry your clothes?"
She nodded yes, and we headed back to my house. Along the way she explained to me that her name was Maria and I recognised her from the Media class which we both took.
When we finally got inside, out of the rain, I led Maria to the bathroom so she could change out of her damp clothes and into my fluffy pink dressing gown. After a while, I headed back upstairs to see what was taking her so long. I noticed the bathroom door slightly open and without thinking I peered through the gap and saw Maria naked. She removed her low-cut top and denim jeans to reveal her black laced bra and thong. She unclipped her bra, showing off her perfect C-cup breasts. And that's when she began to peel off her underwear. I looked away and raced down the stairs. My heart was beating loud and I began to feel a strange tingling between my legs. I couldn't shake the image out of my head, her body. I've never had this feeling about girls before. Was it strange for me to be feeling like this?
She came into the sitting room and she sat on the floor next to me in front of the fire. Imagining she was naked underneath that robe excited me. She rested her head on my shoulder and I took this as my chance to move. I sat up on my knees in front of her and looked at her sweetly. I didn't just want her, I needed her. I moved in and slowly kissed her lips. At first she kissed back. I felt her tongue dance against mine. Her lips tasted incredible. But, this is where it all went wrong. She pushed me back and shook her head.
"No, no more."
