My good friend, Sarah and I went to lunch at the Olive Garden. It was a Tuesday afternoon and I had just gotten out of a boring lecture for my politics class. I was excited to see her. We were both in college and attended the same school; however we had different majors and joined different clubs and sororities so we didn't get to hang out much. We talked and caught up on everything and then she invited me to stay with her at her Dad's house that coming weekend. Her dad's house was an old 6 bedroom Victorian house, very big and kind of creepy when you're home alone at night. Her dad was scheduled to go out of town on business and she didn't want to be by herself plus she figured it'd give us the chance to spend some time together. It was a four day weekend for me since I didn't have class on Friday and Monday was Labor Day. I agreed to stay with her and she handed me a key to the house. We finished our lunches and parted ways.
Thursday came and after my last class I headed back to the "The Village", the on campus apartments for students, and packed my bags for the weekend. I threw a bunch of stuff in a duffle bag then went through everything on my mental check list. Underwear, Shorts, shirts/tanks, toothbrush, toothpaste, face wash, hair stuff, shoes, cell phone charger, lap top; check got it all. After I had finished packing I placed my duffle in my car and headed over to the house.
When I got there I assumed I'd be alone. I went into the house and set myself up in the spare bedroom next to Sarah's. I hadn't been there in so long, in high school Sarah lived with her mom and step-dad, so I took a tour around to see if things were still the same as I had remembered. Her dad was not the best decorator in the world and he refused to higher someone to do it for him so the sight of tacky furniture and clashing colors made me laugh. From what I had seen nothing had changed. As I made my way through a hallway that lead to Mr.Shook's office I ended up crossing paths with him. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't hallucinating, but there he was standing just a few feet away completely naked and dripping wet. He looked like a God, 6'4, muscular, nice tan, sparkling blue eyes and blonde hair. The water glistened over his chest and abdomen muscles. I started to blush when I noticed his full erection and turned away so he couldn't see.
"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Shook, I didn't think anyone was here" I said.
He replied "its ok I didn't think anyone was here either so I was taking advantage of it."
The last time he had seen me I was only 17 and hidden behind baggy clothes but now at 22 I dressed in tighter clothes that hugged my curves. I could feel his gaze looking me up and down paying close attention to my tight round ass but the assessment was mutual I had been checking him out as well. When I was looking at his full frontal appearance I noticed he had changed. Five years ago he had not been that muscular and attractive. Back then he looked ragged and tired from the divorce. I definitely liked the new and improved Mr. Shook.
"It was nice to see you again" I commented.
He laughed a little then said "let me put some clothes on and we can catch up then."