CHAPTER 3:
"I'll go get my laptop and you get yourself comfortable. Bathroom is down the hall and there are fresh towels. Use anything you need." She gave me her customary wink and left me alone.
I analyzed the art on the walls and photos, I was in awe. She was amazingly talented. All the photos were of women, some naked and some not. But they were all exquisite, nonetheless. I threw my bag on the couch and plopped down, taking my laptop out. I slipped my shoes off and slid them aside. I curled up onto the couch and opened some of my schoolwork that needed to be done.
"Comfy?" Teressa's voice chimed, I looked up to her entering the room. She was beautiful, her long thick hair tied back.
"Very. Thank you so much Teressa."
"Don't mention it girl, this is going to be fun, like a sleepover," she gushed and smiled at me, I laughed.
"I haven't had a sleepover in so long."
"Well hopefully you have lots of fun. So, here's the favorites." She slid her laptop to me, and I clicked through a series of pictures of me.
I never knew I was capable of looking so hot. I looked incredible, sitting in a red armchair in a multitude of sexy poses.
"By the look on your face, I'm assuming you love them as much as I do?" She raised her eyebrow and smiled wide.
"I just never knew you could make me look so good," I said incredulously.
"I did no such thing; you look good all the time. I was just lucky enough to capture these particular moments in time." She took her laptop back and showed me the ones she'd be using for her project.
"How many people will be seeing these?" I asked.
"Probably a lot, I hope that's okay with you."
I didn't want to disappoint her, so I reassured her that it was okay, we kept looking through more photos. She started showing me other girls she had photographed and even photos of herself. I felt a tinge of jealousy when she showed me other girls. They were gorgeous and I wondered if she'd slept with them too.
We finished looking at the photos and she closed her laptop.
"I'm sure you've got some studying to do with finals and everything, so I'll stop bothering you and let you get at it." She stood from the couch and stretched her arms over her head. Her belly showed and I followed it down to her shorts where the crease of her pussy outlined them. I bit my lip and looked at my laptop screen.
"You could never bother me, but you are right I have a shit load of homework and studying," I admitted.
"Same. I'll come get you for dinner, have fun." She winked and left the room, leaving the door open.
About an hour or so later I started to get a headache from staring at my screen, when I heard something coming from down the hall. At first, I thought maybe she had a cat or something, so I walked to the doorway and poked my head out. I didn't see Teressa, so I just listened for a minute. More noises and I realized suddenly that it was moaning coming from Teressa's room.
I tiptoed down the hall and peeked around the corner of her bedroom. She was on all fours, fucking a dildo suctioned to her headboard. My mouth fell open, nearly to the floor. I had never seen something so explicit and raw. I stood there watching her for a minute or so, when I tried to tiptoe back down the hall, a floorboard creaked loudly, Teressa stopped. Her head swung in my direction, she smiled. She wasn't ashamed or embarrassed, more so giddy.
"I-uh-I'm sorry, Teressa," I stuttered.
