**** This is my first story ever, please be kind!
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I opened the door to the place I was going to be staying at for the next several months of the school year. The door creaked open slowly and inside the brightly lit walls and shiny hardwood floors seemed a welcoming sight to me. I was a freshman going into my first year of college. Living on campus was something I dreamed about doing. Getting away from the responsibilities at home and the everyday annoyances of my little brother was something I longed for.
I quickly threw down my bag on the soft bed. I was tired and sweaty. The weather down here was hot and humid today, making the small shirt I had on stick to my skin.
I looked at the clock. It was 3 in the afternoon. I had received a message earlier that the cable had not been installed yet in my dorm room, and they would send somebody over in the afternoon to fix it. 3 'o clock, they said.
"I guess I'll have to wait for the guy," I said at the same time wondering when I could get out of these clothes at into the shower.
I looked at the full-length mirror that hung against the back of the dormroom door. I could see my own reflection, dirty long blond hair, pretty eyes. I had on a thin white baseball tee that was damp and revealed my white bra and energized nipples. I don't mean to be cocky, but I was quite proud of the fact that I had quite a full chest, 34c to be exact. It's not the biggest of sizes, but it's definitely a handful, and I loved it.
My eyes went down my waist to my almost plastered board shorts. They were really short, showing off my long legs.
I look at my watch. 3:05.
I sighed, reached into my bag for a magazine and sat down to read while I waited.
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Coming to the end of the magazine. I closed the book and stretched my arms towards the sky as I yawned. I looked at the clock again. It was 4:15. I couldn't believe it, the guy wasn't here yet and didn't seem to have any signs of showing or not showing, for that matter.
I decided he wasn't going to come, and I got up and opened my bag to look for a towel. Grabbing a nice fluffy white one, I walked into the bathroom and started the shower.
Adjusting the water to the right temperature, I pulled my shirt over my head. Then bending back, I unhooked my white lacey bra, and let it fall to the floor, releasing my delicious breasts. The bra had been quite uncomfortable, especially combined with the heat, I massaged the sides of my melons gently and let a little wind escape from my lips as my nipples perked up.
Then I stepped out of my shorts, standing only in my black silk thong. It was damp around the gusset, largely due to the humidity. I could smell my pussy and the sweet aroma it quickly gave off to fill the room. I closed my eyes, and let my hand slowly drift down my waist, to the top of my panties... just then, there was a hard knock on my door.
"Shit!" I thought. the stupid guy must be here now.
I quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around me as best I could. The towel wasn't the biggest, and therefore it showed off quite a bit of skin. My bare shoulders peaked out, and the towel came just to the bottom of my tight ass.
I ran to the door and opened it.
A man in his late 20s stood there. Brown hair and eyes, mediocre looking.
He apologized for being late, but I said it was alright.
"Were you about do shower, miss? Sorry about that." he said as his eyes were looking me up and down.
"That's okay, just.. go do what you need to do." I said, as I sat down on the bed and started to watch him do his thing.
He went to the corner of the room and found 'his' place on the wall. Then he opened the dark gray toolbox he brought with him and commenced on his work. Occasionally he would glance back and me, his eyes staring between my legs. Apparently my seating position on the bed coupled with the fact that the towel was so tiny, revealed my panties to his thirsty eyes.
