Warm. Tonight was warm even for summer. I had my window open in my bedroom catching what bit of wind that blew tonight. The summer breeze filled my room with the smell of lilacs. A calming scent but with the heat pressing down on me like a heavy blanket not much could lift my frustration or help me sleep. I decided to try a cool shower, maybe then I would be able to decrease my body temperature enough to sleep. I was already naked, a failed attempt to help me sleep in this heat, as I walked to the bathroom my 34 DD breasts swayed. I was pale, my Irish heritage clearly didn't miss me, and my red hair fell to my shoulders. I didn't like to have my hair long in the summer, it was thick and far too hot, and so I cut it to my shoulders. Just long enough to put in a ponytail. I was curvy, not fat but definitely not skinny at least not according to society. I turned the water on and checked the temperature, not too cold but definitely cooler than a normal shower. I turned to look at my reflection in the mirror, my green eyes looked as tired as I felt. Sighing I stepped in the shower feeling the cool water hit my body, almost like jumping into a swimming pool.
I stood there for a moment letting the water dance along my body. It felt so nice, the coolness of the water making my nipples hard. I have extremely sensitive nipples, which can be both good and bad, and at that moment it was oh so very good. I closed my eyes and let my fingers trace down my stomach to a heat between my legs. I moaned as I stroked my pulsating clit, my nipples sending electricity down to my aching clit. My fingers manipulating the nub, knowing exactly what to push and where to pinch to send that extra bit of pleasure throughout my body. I leaned against the shower wall using my thumb to rub my clit while sliding two fingers inside my wet cunt. The moaning got louder as I continued to finger myself using my other hand to pinch and pull my hard nipples. As the orgasm overtook my body I pressed my back against the wall not wanting to collapse in the shower. I stepped back under the cool water regaining my head before washing up and getting out.
The towel was soft on my wet skin which was now much cooler than when I started this adventure. I hung the towel up and walked naked back to my room my nipples once again hardening from the air in the hallway. I crawled in bed using just a sheet to cover my naked body, it was silk and felt sublime against my skin. I drifted off to sleep to have dreams of the amazing sex I wanted to have.
A loud crash woke me from my sleep. Thunder, great a storm had developed and now was crashing outside. I got up and shut the window before the rain could soak my floor.
A hand covered my mouth and a deep voice growled in my ear.
"Don't scream or I'll kill you." His voice was demanding and my heart leapt in my chest. What was he doing in my room? How did I not hear him come in? What did he want? Was he really going to kill me? Thousands of questions flooded my head making it impossible for me to think clearly. He had been speaking and I hadn't been listening. "I said will you keep your mouth shut Bitch?" I nodded holding back tears. He released his hand and pushed my forward on the bed. I scrambled across putting the bed between he and I. It was still dark but I could make out a figure. He had to be at least 6'4" and from the broadness of his shoulders I was better he was muscular.
"What do you want?" I asked my voice shaking.
"I want to hide out here for the night and then any valuable items you may have." He stated plainly. He must have been running from the cops. Maybe he just robbed a store, or killed someone. My eyes were blinded for a moment as he had found the light switch and turned it on. As my eyes adjusted I saw him. Sandy blonde hair topped his head. His eyes were blue and he had a scruffy face, not quite a beard but getting there. I watched his eyes trace my body up and down. I realized then I was still naked and grabbed the blanket I had tossed on the floor earlier that evening, quickly trying to cover myself.
"Damn." He said licking his lips "I picked the right window." He walked toward me then, passing the end of my bed getting closer.
"Stop!" I shouted. To my surprise he stopped moving and just looked at me. He was intrigued at the sudden burst of bravado I just displayed. With my new found gusto I continued with my demands. "You need to leave. Now, or I will call the police."
"Will you now?" He pulled out a butterfly knife, twirling it around opening up the shiny blade. My breath caught in my throat as he started to move toward me with the glistening weapon. I backed away from him pressing my back against the wall once I hit it. "I think you are going to need to learn some manners." He was merely two steps away from me now. He closed the gap between us. "Are you going to call the police?" he asked grabbing a handful of the blanket.
I swallowed hard and clutched the fabric to my body and shook my head no. He pressed the blade of the knife to my throat and pulled the blanket away from me. I was naked in front of him again and I was terrified. "Always wondered if a red head's carpet matched her drapes." His breath was scalding against my skin. His eyes traced my body coming to the mound of red hair between my legs. "What do you know? They do." I closed my eyes hoping this was all a bad dream and that I would wake up soon.
