Author The Architect
Author Note: I'm probably going to put a time-jump in the story line coming up, let the story mature for the ladies off stage. By the way, Sandy needs a cool hacker name, I'm open to suggestions.
As I entered the laundry room for my floor I saw my next-door neighbor Jo, if they heard our antics over the last few days this will be interesting. She is folding a load and makes eye contact with a simple nod. Given the amount of laundry I have been doing in the last few weeks I'm surprised it has taken so long to run into her. She's wearing a college sweatshirt and some cute shorts with slippers. Short black hair frames her face, a little unkept but then again this is laundry on a Saturday morning, she's not out to classes or anything.
"I was going to talk to you and Jen", Oh no, here is comes, "the walls aren't very thick, I know Jen has a new boyfriend but they could try keeping it down a little? How are you holding up, they seem to be going at it all the time?"
She is attributing some of the sounds to Jen with Alex, well no sense correcting that now. "Oh, it is not so bad, Jen is a sweetie, I am happy she is happy."
"Yes, she does sound happy, I haven't been a fraction that happy in months."
Now I'm really checking Jo out, my senses are kicking into overdrive and I find myself reading her body language. My sneaky little machines are getting me worked up, is this a test or something? I begin to imagine getting together with Jo, and my mind goes into overdrive to make that happen. As we are folding and sorting, we talk about classes, boys and even girls at one point. She talks about her current dating dry spell and I reach over to run my hand down her arm in a gesture of comfort but I see her shudder.
What am I doing? I'm seducing my friend here in the laundry room? You little microscopic demons, are you doing this or just giving me the skills to do this? Either way I'm making progress. We finish up and head back to the rooms to drop things off, I suggest we keep talking back at the room. I drop off the laundry and rush next door, I'm hoping the spell I am weaving isn't broken. Jen wasn't in the room; I think she said something about going to library to study and I find out that Karen is spending the weekend at home since she lives in-state.
We talked for an hour, all the while I seemed to be wearing her down. At one point she took off the sweater and was just in her shorts and t-shirt while we talked. She was telling me how her last boyfriend was a jerk and dumped her, we hugged and agreed. She wasn't wearing a bra, not that I was, and I could tell her tits were probably a perky b-cup. In the back of my mind, I'm wondering if I am some sort of predator here, no I am just talking to her as a friend and hoping really hard that she will make the first move.
About 3 minutes after that thought she did, it was just a little kiss in response to something I said but we locked eyes and she came back with a serious kiss. We kissed for a few minutes, she was soft and warm, then we stopped. I'm not sure if she ever experimented with girls but wanted to give her no reason to believe I wasn't open to trying something. She seemed to be thinking about crossing the line, I leaned in and started to kiss her neck which helps her make up her mind. This wasn't going to be like the nanite driven frenzy with Jen, I was going to let her drive for the most part. As we started making out, I was feeling her tits though her t-shirt, and this seemed to convince her to mirror my actions and to my surprise she put her hands up my shirt first, I was just wearing a shirt and skirt, it seems if I wanted to wear an underwear, I had to focus really hard on it, my default is not to wear them.
We continued to explore, she didn't lose her nerve and the shirts came off shortly, I think this is really going to happen. As soon as she took off her shirt I did as well, I worried the reality of us being topless would break the spell but Jo was locked in at this point. She had quite nice tits, a little smaller but perky and they responded well to my attention. There was no talking, just gasping and moaning which was a language I seemed quite familiar with.
Moving back and forth between tits and kissing, I decided it was time. I slowly moved down her body, and pulled off her shorts and panties together. I was still wearing my skirt but she'll eventually find out that was all I had on at this point. The shorts removed I looked down on her pussy, it was very nice and wet, apparently, she shaved it, not that I would have minded otherwise. I looked up and made eye contact, I could see she wanted this really bad and was worried I would stop with her on the edge. Not a chance of that.
I bent down to start licking her pussy, she drew in a breath but I knew it wasn't an orgasm yet but I was sure heading in that direction. I focused on making this a really good experience for her, using my mad skills. My goal was that one day she will be thinking about that time her college friend Sandy gave her the best orgasm ever, having goals is very important and I was going to nail this one.
Jo started quivering, she was close and I was really looking forward to the echo orgasm as I stated calling it. It hit and it seems Jo is a screamer; I would be surprised if someone didn't burst in thinking Jo was being stabbed or something but it didn't happen. She stopped thrashing and I moved up to cuddle with her, the expression on her face was a surprise, she started crying.
"Thank you, I have been so lonely for months", her emotions flowing like the dam was broken.
I held her close, gently kissing her face and forehead, this and the warmth of our entwined bodies calming her down. She needed this, she needed to feel someone show her affection.
When she calmed down, she kissed me full on the lips, I tasted her tears again and she tasted her pussy. She looked me in the eyes, "I want to go down on you, I haven't done this before but I need to do it." I gave her a slight nod.
She slowly worked her way down between my legs kissing the whole way and pausing at my tits, and who can blame her. She stopped and took in a deep breath, gathering her courage to try something new. Then I felt it, very lightly she touched my lips with her lounge, then again, a little more and finally she dove in. I started having a feeling of warmth move through me, she picked it up quickly and I was on my way to a nice climax.
Her pace continues to increase, she is getting into it and I know this because her tounge is really getting into me. I start to moan, and Jo delivers her wonderful rolling climax which reflects back on her and I feel her react into my pussy. Alex knew about the orgasm echo but Jo doesn't, I wonder how she will react when she thinks about having gotten off about eating out another girl.
I reach down and can reach down to her shoulders and back, she inches up along me and I feel her nipples dragging along my skin. She gets up to my level and looks me in the eyes, I gently hold her head, pulling her in for a kiss.
After we are cuddling, "I don't know what came over me, I have been so lonely since Kenny dumped me."
"Jo, you are a very attractive girl, I'm glad I could spend some time with you this afternoon and show you how wonderful you are."
"I have never done this before; it seems like you have a few times"
"Yeah, I have experimented."
"I thought so, I never thought it would be like that."
"Jo, if you ever want to talk just find me. I expect this is just something that happened today, although it wouldn't be bad if it happened again, but I'm your friend and sometimes you just need someone to talk to and make you feel important"
Looking in her eyes I think she is going to cry again so I hug her tightly, she needs the comforting and I wanted to cop one last feel. We get back to talking, Jo was a friend but I feel so much closer to her, and more than physically closer. We talk for another 20 minutes or so before I get up to head back to my room. Our clothes are were tossed all over the room, although I just had a shirt and skirt so not much of a challenge getting dressed.
Leaving Jo's room, I decide to take a detour by the lavatory to clean up. I enter and check to see if I am alone, when I have confirmed I stand by the sink and lift my shirt up.
