Lisa was in a bit of a bind. She had wanted to surprise her parents by coming home unannounced during the long weekend from university, but everything that could have gone wrong went wrong. First she'd forgotten her keys back in her dorm room, and taking the train back at this hour now wasn't possible. While she was walking from the train station to her home it had not only started to rain, but pour down from the heavens. She was absolutely soaked when she'd finally arrived, and once there nobody answered the door.
Still hopeful in making this disaster a nice little surprise for her parents, Lisa had texted her mom asking what her plans were for the long weekend, only to find out that they had gone out of town on a mini-vacation to the city. They wouldn't be back until for two days.
Lisa's heart sunk at reading this. At this point Lisa just stared at the clouds for a few moments, not wanting to think about anything.
She didn't want to ruin her parent's mood by telling them of her predicament so she began to think of what to do. None of her friends lived nearby, and going to a hotel would eat up all the money she had.
That's when an idea popped up.
"Tyler!" she said aloud to herself.
Tyler was one of her father's friends. They'd known each other for years having studied at the local college nearby. Since then they'd been best buds, even being the best man when her parents had gotten married.
Growing up Lisa had known him since she was a little girl. Tyler mostly had just hung out with her father, but in the few interactions she'd had with him he was always kind to her.
He lived only a fifteen minute walk away from her place. Looking at the clouds she could hear thunder in the distance.
Taking a deep sigh, Lisa walked back onto the sidewalk, into the pouring rain toward Tyler's home.
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"Lisa?"
Tyler's face was one of shock when he opened the door and took a look at her. She was almost unrecognizable with how wet she had gotten. Her makeup was dripping down her face, and her clothes hung tight and wet to her body.
When she was walking there she knew her shirt in particular was going to cause some problems. She had C-cup tits that hung nicely off her chest. Lisa never went cheap with her bras either and they always made her nice breasts more flattering underneath her shirts. Being completely soaked only made a good thing better. A few cars passing by had honked their horns, but luckily nobody had stopped to hassle her.
She knew how she was going to look in front of Tyler, but she hadn't expected how Tyler was going to look to her.
He had opened the door with shorts on and a wife beater. For some reason he was drenched in sweat, and Linda could see the veins clearly protruding from his large arms, the muscles made ever so present thanks to Tyler's sweat and choice of clothing.
"Hi Tyler."
"Lisa what are you doing here? You're absolutely soaked!"
"Well I wanted to surprise my parents by coming for a surprise visit, but apparently they're out partying it up in the city for the next few days, and I forgot my house key so..."
Tyler, finally realizing that Lisa was still getting hit by the rain, beckoned her to come inside. The warmth of the home enveloped Lisa as she finally escaped the cold rain. As she walked past Tyler she got a whiff of his sweat, a smell that wasn't disagreeable to her she noted briefly.
She'd never actually been inside Tyler's place before, but it was as bachelor as it could get. It was a condo, and the entrance led straight into the living room where all there was was a couch and a TV across from it. Alongside this were some weights scattered about making it quite clear what Tyler had been up to before she'd shown up.
"Let me get you a towel Lisa," Tyler said as he walked off towards his bathroom.
Lisa was exhausted, and even though she was wet she took a seat on the couch. As she waited for the towel Lisa thought about what she knew of Tyler.
She'd known him all her life, but as far as she knew he'd never gotten married. He had never brought a girlfriend over either during social events. Lisa's mom had even once asked her father if he was gay which elicited a loud laugh.
"Oh don't worry," her father had said. "That man is as straight as a 90 degree angle. He has his women, but none of them have ever been able to wife him down. He keeps them low-key."
Her mother had gotten annoyed by this, and had tried to start an argument, but her father just brushed it all aside.
Lisa knew by the looks her girlfriends had given to her father that he was a handsome man. Tyler too was handsome, and when she was younger had briefly held a teen crush on him. She'd never asked, but she always assumed that Tyler and fer father were of the same tree when it came to women. The only difference was that her father had decided to settle down, and Tyler hadn't.
Tyler finally returned with a towel, and a change of clothes.
"I don't have any clothes that'll fit you, but this should do for the time being."
Lisa took a good look at his face. It was true what they said men really did age like wine. He was 45 years old, but still gave off a youthful appearance with dimples whenever he smiled. The wrinkles around his eyes only accentuated the strong chin that he had. His eyes also looked tired, but gave off a wisdom that came with having years of experience under your belt. His hair likewise was almost completely gray now, but he kept it short all around except at the top, with a small handful of gray wavy hair which he had combed to the side.
"Thanks," Lisa said before grabbing the towel and clothes. She couldn't help but let her fingers softly graze his hand as she grabbed the clothing from him.
As she walked towards the bathroom to change she could sense Tyler's gaze upon her. The little girl had become a woman.
Lisa closed the bathroom door and looked around. It was actually quite a nice bathroom, and she could see Tyler had spent a lot of work on it. The bathroom had a nice brown marble design on the floor and walls which led to a spacious shower separated from the rest of the room with a large glass pane. Even the faucet followed this marble design. An odd contrast to the barren living room.
Lisa began to undress herself. All of her clothes were soaked, even her bra and panties so she took them off as well. As she did this she took a look at herself in the mirror. Her straight black hair reached down towards her breasts which perked ever more up whenever she breathed in. Her mascara was ruined so she used the towel to wipe it off. The mascara gone revealed pale skin all around a cute nose that didn't jolt out too far from her face and sharp almost Asiatic eyes that gazed piercingly at whoever she looked at. Finally her lips gave off a natural red glow to them which made the need of lipstick unnecessary.
She grabbed the clothes that Tyler had given her. They consisted of a baggy T-shirt and sport shorts. Lisa had a small frame compared to Tyler so the shirt engulfed her frame when she put it on. Likewise the shorts needed to be put very tight otherwise they'd fall off of her waist. As her bra and panties were drenched she'd have to make due without them.
Lisa looked at herself one more time in the mirror. She unconsciously began to fix her hair as much as she could. Likewise she began to try and adjust her shirt so that her breasts would be somewhat noticeable underneath that huge thing.
"God what am I doing?" Lisa thought to herself. "Why am I trying to look good in front of him?"
Unsure of what to do with her wet clothes she opened up the shower and threw them in the corner. She'd get them later.
Lisa left the bathroom and walked back into the living room. There Tyler was sitting on the couch looking at his cellphone.
"Ah Lisa," Tyler said looking up. "I was about to call your dad to let him know you're here."
"Wait!" Lisa said shouting and immediately running over to him. "Don't do that!"
"Why?"
"I don't want my dad to worry. If he hears what happened they'll immediately drive back from the city. I don't want to ruin their little vacation. I'll take a train back to my university tomorrow. Let's just keep this between us OK?"
