I'd been working late and it was already dark when I turned into my driveway. I'd eaten while working and was ready to just drop onto my bed and sleep. Not just sleep but sleep well into tomorrow. The reason I'd been working late was to clean up all those little odds and ends that accumulate and now that I'd done so my entire weekend was free.
I parked in the garage, hitting the automatic door closer and entering the house via the back door. That's when I got my first surprise. The back door was unlocked and it shouldn't have been. Now it was possible I'd left it unlocked. Unlikely, but possible. Alternatively it was possible I'd had an intruder, might still have one. I decided to proceed with caution.
Someone had had a sandwich and a cup of coffee. I didn't begrudge a hungry man a meal but a polite intruder would have cleaned up after themselves. Moving quietly through the house I checked each room. Nothing seemed out of order until I reached the bathroom. There was a glimmer of light showing under the door.
Now I don't leave lights on. Someone else did. I listened carefully but didn't hear anything. No water running or the sounds of someone moving. So I opened the door and stepped inside.
"Oh my god! Don't burst in like that. You scared me purple."
"Scared you purple?" Scared white I'd heard of but scared purple?
"Yes. You should have more consideration before bursting into a room."
I'd found my intruder and if she was an adult I'd eat my hat. (If I had one.) I automatically looked her over and changed my mind over that adult thing. She might have been on the petite size but those breasts and hips were all woman.
I could see said breasts and hips quite well as all she was wearing was some sort of flimsy top that didn't reach her navel. No panties so a smoothly shaven mons was on display. She'd also slapped a hand to her chest when she received her scare, said hand being between her breasts, forcing them into prominence.
That top - it was white and damp and clinging to her in a loving manner. Her hand pressing her top between her breasts meant the material was tight across her breasts and her nipples showed through. All in all she was effectively naked, but didn't seem to realise it.
"Who are you, how old are you, and why are you in my house? More to the point, why my bathroom?"
"I was cold and took a hot shower to warm myself up. Ah, I'm Tania, eighteen, and I had to go somewhere and your place was right there."
"And how did you get in?"
"I picked the lock on the back door. My little brother taught me how to do that. The lock on your back door is truly pathetic. Front door's ok but you really need to upgrade the back door. Anyone could get in."
So it seemed. I'd take her advice and get that attended to.
"A couple more questions. Where are your clothes and why did you need to take shelter in a strangers house?"
"My clothes are in the bedroom. I didn't want them getting wet. I can be a bit messy in a bathroom."
I'll say. There was water all over the floor. If she'd had her clothes in here they'd gave been soaked. Interestingly enough the mention of her clothes hadn't triggered the 'I'm naked' syndrome that most women have. I say most because Tania didn't seem to have it.
"As to why I'm here I went on a date with my boyfriend. He suggested we go for a drive so we could see the city lights from a height. When we got up to the place he intended he tried to take advantage of me."
"No! What a cad. Why didn't you just say no in a loud and firm voice?"
"I did but he wasn't going to accept it. I had to jump out the car. He tried to chase me around the car but I was too fast. He then told me to get in the car or he'd leave me there. As you can tell I didn't and he did. And that's when I found I had no signal on my phone."
"You have had a rough trot haven't you? Anyway, it's a bit cool in here and you're going to catch a chill in that damp top. Let me help you take it off."
I didn't give her a chance to follow my logic. I simply took the hem of her top and lifted it up, telling her to raise her arms. She did and I had that top up and off before she knew it,
"Look at this," I reprimanded her while stroking one breast. "You're freezing. Come along."
I left the bathroom, towing a bewildered Tania with me. Passing the linen cupboard I stopped for a moment to open it and grab a towel. I'm a little on the large size so I tend to buy large towels. Bath sheet, I think the size is called. I held it open for her and I could see she finally realised she was naked. She hurriedly stepped forward, letting me wrap the towel around her. She was either incredibly naive or a bit on the dumb side. I was going with naive.
I ushered her down the hall and into my bedroom. She looked around, slightly bewildered.
"Um, this isn't the room where I left my clothes."
"Don't worry about that. We'll get them in a minute."
I steered her towards the bed, encouraging her to sit. I then loosened her grip on the towel and started briskly rubbing her down.
"Let's get you properly warned up," I said, at the same time flicking on the heating system. After a few minutes, with Tania relaxing and enjoying being warm I released the towel draping it on the bed with her lying on it. I also settled onto the bed, sitting next to her.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Taking advantage of you," I calmly informed her, my hand settling on her breast and stroking it.
"You can't do that," she protested, grabbing at my hand. I ignored her holding onto my hand, continuing to stroke her.
"Of course I can. I am. Don't you like this?"
I could tell from the way she was reacting that her body liked it even if intellectually she was against it.
"That doesn't mean anything," she said, a bit of tension in her voice.
"Well if it doesn't mean anything what does it matter if I continue to do it."
