He slipped through the shadows of the darkened house. It was late, well after midnight, and the household was sleeping. Even though he knew the layout of the house like the back of his hand, Tom still managed to nearly knock over a table lamp. He rolled his eyes, as he carefully picked his way around the living room to the stairs. His mother was the biggest pack-rat on the face of the Earth, always collecting more knick-knacks to clutter her home with.
The family wasn't expecting him until the next evening, but the his professors at college had decided to let out early for the holidays and he opted not to wait till the next day to leave. He was too excited. Everyone would be coming home; his sister and her family, a favored uncle, and grandparents who lived in Arizona were visiting for the first time in years.
Moving slowly and quietly, he finally made it up the stairs without waking anyone. As he entered his room, Tom breathed a sigh of exhausted relief. It had been a long semester followed by an exceptionally long drive. Ready to fall into blissful unconsciousness, he quickly began stripping his clothes off his lanky form as he walked across the room. As he neared the moonlit bed, he heard a soft sigh coming from beneath the rumpled covers.
Tom froze, comically balancing on one leg in his boxers as he tried to untangle the other from his pants. The delicate pixy face of his sister's long time friend, Katherine (or Kat, as she preferred), was buried in the cushion of his pillow. Though she was frowning slightly, the beauty he had fiercely desired as a randy teenager was apparent even in the dark.
She had short brown hair that spiked adorably around her head. Her skin was a tan color found on those who preferred time spent outdoors. Even with her eyes shut, he knew they were a beautiful, mahogany brown. Her dusky coloring added an exotic allure to her softly pointed chin, high cheek bones, and arched eyebrows.
Then she shifted irritably and threw the covers off as if too hot. Tom felt as if he had been punched in the stomach with a hard, hot ball of pure lust.
She was barely dressed in a pair of satin white panties, and a matching slip that had loosely twisted up to expose a trim stomach. She the embodiment of female grace; with long, slender legs and flowing curves, and youthfully firm breasts disproportionately large for her petite build.
His mouth hung open as he stared at a dream come true: an unbelievably gorgeous woman sleeping in his bed. Kat was his sister's best friend, but his stiffening cock didn't seem to care. As far as it was concerned, she was a sexy body just waiting to be invaded.
Of course, Tom had some scruples. They were just being distracted by two rosy circles that shone through the veil of her white slip. Her nipples suddenly puckered, as if his intense gaze was a tangible caress.
