It seemed like a good idea at the time. My best friend and college roommate's sister had decided to go to our alma mater which was near where I still lived. She was quite a bit younger so I'd never met her, but my buddy described her as sweet and innocent and he didn't want her to be taken advantage of. He wanted me to rent her a room.
Now I own my house, it's huge and I live alone. My buddy knows this so it's not like I could say I didn't have the room. So I agreed, I had a finished basement I wasn't using. I didn't realize the colossal mistake I made until well after she moved in.
Amber is about average height five foot four and a quarter inches, she tells me the quarter counts. She has long light brown hair and hazel eyes, a very nice curvy figure, full heavy breasts and an ass that makes a man want to grab on.
She's quiet and clean, the ideal tenant. The problem is I've never lived with a woman. I prefer they go home in the morning, or even better I go home in the morning. So, I was unprepared for all the changes that came with her. I could smell her, especially after a shower, the fruity scent of all of her products wafted up the stairs. I found hair ties everywhere. There was diet coke and green vegetables in my fridge. I know none of this seems all that bad but it made me crazy because while I could see the evidence of her, I never actually saw her.
I caught glimpses at the worst times, in the kitchen sweaty from a workout, in the laundry room wrapped in only a towel. I couldn't stop thinking about her, I dated more, fucked my way through the clientele at my local bar and still wondered how she tasted. Did she make noise when she came? Would she dig her nails into my back if I fucked her hard?
I tried to break the ice, I asked about her classes, offered to give her dirt on her brother, even tried to lure her out with pizza and beer. Nothing worked and I admit it dinged my ego a bit, sure I am literally twice her age but I think I am a decent looking guy, I'm fit, I work out, I have a nice house, nice car. Usually, I have no problem getting laid but with her, it was no use she was shy and uncomfortable around me. When she was home she stayed downstairs.
I was desperate and now I know right when I made the first move that led to my decent into full on creepy.
She was gone but her door was open, I could see the light at the bottom of the stairs. I knew I shouldn't but my curiosity got the best of me. My heart beat faster the moment I crossed the threshold, just being in her space, knowing she could catch me snooping any minute. Even the idea of seeing her flushed in anger turned me on. The room smelled like her, I walked slowly not touching anything but looking at everything. Memorizing everything. Her bed was unmade, her clothes tossed haphazardly over the end of the bed. Her sheets were blue with little white daisies all over them and I was hard as a post, looking at daisies.
I really wasn't thinking at this point, I was just reacting, being led by my dick. I put my face in her pillow and breathed deeply. It was the fruity smell I'd come to love. Her shampoo I assume. I just couldn't help myself, I touched her sheets, I slid my hands over them and imagined her body moving against them, then I saw them, it was a pair of yellow panties, lying with her pajamas on the end of the bed. I've never been a panty stealer, I just never saw the appeal but now I reach out and take them. I pull them straight to my face and breathe deep. I can feel my cock twitching, begging for release and still holding the panties to my nose I reach my other hand down and unsnap my jeans.
I lay back on her bed and stroke myself over the cotton of my boxer briefs. It's too much, knowing I'm in her bed, smelling her pussy, my cock can't take the temptation. I sit up and take my cock in my hand and stroke it a few times but then my eyes fall on the lotion on her nightstand. I'll bet her skin smells like that lotion. I pumped a couple squirts in my hand and slide my dick through the cold cream. The smell of the lotion mingles with the smell of her pussy and soon I am fucking my fist with purpose, I haven't jacked off this hard since I first discovered my brother's playboys. All I can think about is that shapely ass, those full tits, that very pretty mouth sucking me hard, and then I'm blowing my load.
A box of tissues makes for easy cleanup but I can't resist smearing a little of my cum on her sheets. The panties I put in my pocket while I zip up my jeans, I'm sure I'll need those again later. I even make a note of the brand of her lotion.
Now that I've cum my brain is a little bit clearer and I notice her laptop sitting open on her desk. It's not locked and I can see a chat program open. Her username is shygirl54 and for some reason that makes me smile, and that's when it hits me, the plan that will become my downfall.
I guess I should mention that I'm a network administrator for a decent sized company. Amber's been using my wifi since she moved in. It took me no time at all to analyze her usage. I could see everything from what chat rooms she'd been into what kind of porn she occasionally looked it. That was eye opening, she liked her porn a lot rougher than I would have expected.
I set up alerts when she went online I knew. When she logged into chat I knew. From there it was just a matter of striking up a conversation. It took a couple of tries but soon I had her. I already knew what she looked like so I didn't have to be that creepy guy asking for pictures and I think it helped. Soon we were chatting every day. I told her I lived a state away she told me she'd just moved and hadn't made any friends. I teased her about being shy and she slowly opened up more and more. I used the information I learned chatting with her to make some headway in real life too. He favorite foods, her favorite movies, and tv shows. Before long we were sharing meals and talking about our day. She still seemed nervous around me but at least I could tell she was attracted to me, I caught her looking and even flirting. Still, she was a lot more forthcoming in chat and that's where I got the information that was the final nail in my coffin.
I managed to twist the conversation around to sex. I asked her what the naughtiest thing she'd ever done was and she admitted to spying on her roommate. Playing dumb I joked on the assumption it was a girl. She said no that it was a hot older guy she had a crush on. Of course, this was exactly what I wanted to hear so I asked her why she didn't make a move on the guy. That's when she said she wasn't very good in bed. I told her every woman was good in bed and even threw in a lol but she said no, that she couldn't orgasm and that the guys she'd been with found it frustrating and it wasn't worth the effort. I asked her if she was able to get herself off and she said she used to be able to but not anymore and then she clammed up. She didn't want to talk about it anymore.
Through several conversations, she refused to talk about it but I wasn't even tempted to give up. Her orgasm mattered to me, even more than my own. By this time I had given up dating completely. I was too focused on Amber. Even though she didn't know it, I was dating her in person when I could and online when I couldn't. Since she'd admitted to spying on me I started leaving doors open, when I showered, when I changed, hoping she would look and getting hard when I saw her sneak a peek.
Weirdly it was a combination of both my online and in real life self that proved to be too much for her. We were both in the kitchen, we'd had dinner together and we were both cleaning up the kitchen. I teased her about something and she sprayed me with water. It was all in fun, but I was the one getting wet so I grabbed for the faucet handle and when that failed I grabbed her wrists. Despite her average build, she's still much smaller than me, I had both her wrists and easily incapacitated her and pinned her against the fridge. She looked up at me with pure lust in her eyes and I couldn't help myself, I kissed her. I admit it completely lacked finesse. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and rubbed my chest against her breasts, but she kissed me back with equal force, she wrapped one of her legs around mine and ground her pussy against my leg. I pushed my thigh against her. I released her hands so I could pull her more firmly against me and cupped her breast with my other hand. All at once she tore her lips from mine. She told me to stop and shoved against my chest and I released her immediately taking a stumbling step backward.
"I can't, I'm sorry," She panted before she ran, and I do mean ran, out of the kitchen.
I felt terrible and not just because I had a raging hard on. I've been with enough women to know how to be smooth. I know you have to seduce and not pillage for some reason with her I completely forgot that. Shy, soft, sweet, Amber who deserves seduction and that's the time I decide I need to fuck someone against the fridge. Disgusted with myself I finished cleaning up.
I'd just finished when my pocket dinged. It was Amber on the chat program. All it said was 'can we talk?' and my heart leapt. I replied immediately and asked if I could call her. We'd talked on the phone a couple of times. She agreed and I used the VOIP app to make my number look like it belonged in the state I claimed to be from. I went into my room and closed the door before I called.
She'd been crying. I could hear it as soon as she answered the phone and I felt horrible. I asked her what was wrong and I could hear her break down. 'I'm such a freak,' she cried and it tore me up. I asked her what happened and that's when she confessed that her roommate had kissed her. Did he hurt you? I asked praying that I hadn't. But she said no. So what's the problem? I asked and that's when she knocked me for a loop. She admitted that she had told him-me to stop but never had she wanted anything more than for me to ignore her pleas and throw her on the floor and fuck her hard. I was completely speechless. 'Who would want something like that? I'm such a freak!' she sobbed and my heart broke for her.
