All participants in this work of fiction are over the age of 21.
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"Package for Jessica Langford?" I nod at the courier with the large unmarked box on his dolly.
"She lives here but isn't home yet. Can I sign for it?" He brings it in and sets it just inside the living room. It looks heavy as I watch him struggle to get it off his dolly, although he may be just putting on a scene to delay his departure. I think seeing me in my thin t-shirt and skimpy cutoffs makes his day. I'm not a super model but at five foot eight with wavy reddish blonde hair to my shoulders I've been told I've very pretty. No bra on my C cup breasts and long legs and tight ass, yea, he went away happy. No I don't normally dress like this, but I am looking to surprise Jessica, my former college lover when she gets home. After all I'm pretty sure that's why she invited me here.
I'm laying on the guest bed, not really watching some porn, more thinking about just how I am going to re-seduce Jessica when I hear a noise. I pause the movie, the woman's face frozen in mid moan. I strain, but hear nothing further. Just as I reach to resume I definitely hear something again. I pad silently on bare feet and sneak a peek into the living room. Nothing, but I do a double take when I see the delivered box is open and packing material is strewn about. Holy fucking shit, I signed for a burglar?
I step into the living room proper, eyeing the baseball bat Jessica keeps by the door when a female voice asks from the kitchen;
"Jessica Langford?"
Now that throws me off guard and I turn to look. Standing in the kitchen doorway is one gorgeous and naked woman! Almost six foot tall, her wavy amber hair hangs to the middle of her back. Flawless D sized breasts, a trim little patch of matching pubic hair in the shape of a little heart. Long,
long
shapely legs. I can't help but stare and think how she looks a bit like me.
"Jessica Langford?" She asks again. I was so stunned by her being naked, it takes a second to make my mouth work again, and I realize, she really does looks like me. Sounds a bit like me too.
"Um, no..." I have never seen anyone move so fast. She is across the room and has me pinned against the wall by the throat before I can even flinch. Her green eyes are memorizing even in my shock. And I swear, they just flashed.
"Identify yourself and state your purpose here." I'm struggling and smacking her wrist as I can't breath, my mouth moving, nothing but a gurgle coming out. She loosens her grip but not enough for me to move. Damn she is strong, and as I gasp for breath I can't help but think she could almost be my twin. And her eyes! It's like their pulling me in. Then they flash again and I can't help myself.
"Samantha Mitchell. I'm a friend of Jessica's." I can't look away, her deep green irises almost look like their moving, spinning slowly in a spiral.
"Why are you here Samantha?" Her voice is almost a perfect match for mine and I wonder at that and the fact that I'm not scared. In fact I feel... Kind of... Horny? I just want to look into her eyes. Her deep wonderful eyes and when they pulse again I get a little tingle in my naughty bits.