How do I start? Where did it begin? I am forty years old, single, and live in a large Victorian home in a small college town in Pennsylvania. The previous owners added a detached two-car garage and later enclosed the area between the house and the garage. The enclosed area was partitioned off as two rooms and a full bath. I am a CPA and use one of the rooms as an office for client meetings. The rest of the first floor is your typical living room, dining room and kitchen. The second floor has three bedrooms and bath. The attic area is finished and could be used as an additional bedroom.
Business was slow and money was tight, so I decided to place an ad in the college paper to rent out the second floor bedrooms. Two could bunk in the master bedroom and one in each of the other bedrooms. Since there was only one bathroom, I had to choose between all male or all female. That was a no brainer.
I was flooded with applications. Seems off campus housing is limited. I scaled the list down to juniors and seniors. The interview process was about to begin. WOW, what a task. Since two had to share the one room I choose Becky and Sue, who have been friends since high school. Becky was a tall, slim girl with long brown hair and a great body. Sue was a lot shorter, more muscular with larger breasts. They were both members of the college soccer team.
The second room went to Amy. She was average in height, kind of plain looking and very reserved. The last room went to Erica. She was awesome. Very out going, about 5’8”, blonde hair and a very nice rack. My guess about a 36C.
One girl I turned away was Samantha. She was in a car accident a few years ago and was confined to a wheel chair. She was definitely a looker but could not handle a second floor room. My conscious was eating away at me. All night I kept thinking how her condition limited her ability for housing. In the morning I decided to let her room in my bedroom and I would sleep in the attic room. When I called her and told her of my plans she wept over the phone. I knew then that I made the right decision.
Moving in day was finally here. All the girls arrived early and it went fairly well. Classes were due to start in two days. Everyone went out that night except Samantha. I knocked on her door and she said to come in. What I say was amazing. There she sat on her bed in just a red teddy. Instantly the blood started moving within me. Quickly I sat down in the chair to hide my erection. She looked at me with those blue eyes and asked if I could help her hook up her computer since she could not get down to do it. Laying on my back under the desk I connected all the wires and was slowing sliding back out when I looked up any saw Samantha staring at my still hard bulge in my pants. She was unaware that her legs were spread open and I could make out the lips of her pussy through the thin tight panties. I was busted for sure.
