He had medium length curly black hair that seemed to spiral into another dimension. His face was puffy and covered in patches of acne and red splotches. He was a chubby kid and seemed to have really little hands and long gangly arms. I just felt so sorry for him, he was so utterly clueless that it was adorable.
I got over my workout outfit really quick as I got lost watching him try and attempt to fix my computer. I could see his crack as he bent over and fiddled with the wires hanging from the back of my video monitor.
“Well it looks like your problem doesn’t lie with the computer’s monitor. The cable outputs and inputs seemed to be fit correctly. I don’t see a problem there. I think the issue is most likely centralized in your computer tower.”
I was devastated. I lived off of my computer and couldn’t bare to be without it. How long would it be until I could log into my email and applications? As he knelt down to inspect the tower below the desk, I walked over to him and sat on my bed. It was really dry out and the run really caused my skin to feel itchy and irritated from the elements. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed my bottle of scented lotion. As he continued fiddling with the cables behind the monitor, I dabbed lotion onto my palm and rubbed it together into a lather. I applied to my legs, rubbing back and forth across my thighs and calves. When he sat halfway up and turned his head toward me I noticed he was actually eye level with my legs.
I had been working on my tan for weeks and it was a deep golden honey brown. I have to admit my legs are one of my best features. They glistened like diamonds in the sunlight. The skin was so smooth from shaving and they felt as soft as silk. I saw his eyes widen, as his mouth seemed to drop to the floor. Saliva trickled down from his jaw and almost out onto his chin. He had to lick his lips several times to avoid drooling onto the floor as his eyes wandering up and down my legs. At first I didn’t realize what he was looking at. It wasn’t until I saw him go back down to the monitor and then look back up to my legs. I knew exactly what he was trying to do. The little pervert was trying to look up my shorts and between my legs. Luckily I had crossed before hand, preventing any type of show for this little voyeur.
“Uh Miss…it looks like I’m going to have to go out to my car to retrieve some tools.”
His words seemed to stumble out of his mouth as he tried to annunciate without stuttering. He was so flustered by the sight of my long stems that it made me chuckle. It was actually quite flattering to cause such a reaction in someone. My mind churned for a moment when I decided to see what kind of reaction I could draw from him. I thought it would be kind of fun to tease the poor sap while he was here. As he peered at my thighs, I lifted my leg off of the other one and put both of my feet on the ground. While he continued looking, I spread my legs apart and rocked them closed and open for several seconds. He had to reach up to his collar and unbutton it as sweat started to trickle from his forehead. I unexpectently giggled at his reaction. He must have noticed this and stood up to avoid any more embarrassment. Unfortunately for him, I realized he was sporting a bulge in his pants now. He hadn’t noticed but it was very evident there was a large erection in his pants. I giggled again, obviously making him now very aware of his dilemma. As he grabbed a workbook on top of the desk he backed out of the room and said he had to run to his car to get his tools. I laughed out loud for a moment when I realized how severe the situation had become. I only wanted to tease him and now I felt almost ashamed of my behavior. Here this poor young guy was just trying to help me and all I could do was embarrass him.
When he walked back in the room, I had already moved from my seat and spread out on the bed. I was on my chest and abdomen facing the computer and had a pillow under my stomach to prop myself up. I was really worried he wasn’t going to be able to fix my computer so I wanted a closer look. In my curiosity, I forgot that my ass would be the first thing he saw when he walked back into my room. To make it even worse, the pillow under my stomach had pushed my ass up into the air making it a feast for any ones eyes. I heard a crash as he pushed the door back open and mistakenly dropped his tools on the floor.
“Oh gosh I’m terrible sorry. Sometimes I can be such a clumsy oaf.” As he said this I noticed his eyes were transfixed on my ass. He was gazing at it, not even aware of how obvious he was being.
“It’s okay sweetie, don’t worry about it. By the way what’s your name?”
The sound of me calling him sweetie seemed to fluster him because I noticed his face turn a deep shade of red. He was smiling like a young schoolboy and his cheeks were blushing uncontrollably.
“I’m uh Roger. You can call me Roger. All my friends just call me…well Roger.”
“He-he that’s cute Roger. My name is Robin. My friends call me Robin. he he.”
He laughed for a moment and I could see it kind of eased the tension between us. It was really evident that he didn't have much experience talking with woman and he probably never had the opportunity of being in a girls bedroom before.
He continued tinkering with the computer while I watched over his shoulder from my bed. It seemed like a very involved process as I watched him removing casings, replacing pieces and tightening screws. He was very handy with his hands and it really impressed me. He would glance back slightly here and there just to make sure I was still in the room. At one point I said,
“So Roger, do you have any girlfriends?”
“Oh no. Well not right now at least.”
I could tell his last comment was an ill attempt to sound somewhat cool and experienced. It definitely convince me he was a tomcat. When he looked to see what kind of reaction he got, I noticed his eyes wandered immediately down to my chest. My breasts were smashed underneath me and I’m sure the cleavage it was creating was unbelievable. I was a full 36 C and my sports bra was very tight and supportive. I looked down at my breasts and back up at him which quickly caused him turned away. After almost a half and hour of working on my computer, he stood up and placed his tools back inside his tool bag.
“Well that was easier than I thought it would be Robin. You know what. Since it was such a minor repair I think we’ll let the work just be on the house. I’d hate to charge you for something that wasn’t very complex and arduous.
“That is so thoughtful of you Roger. I couldn’t though, you need to be compensated for your work.”
“Well Robin, it was a pleasure working on your computer...er..i mean servicing you. I actually, uh.. mean..um helping you. You see most people don’t even take the time to talk with me so I thought that was really nice of you. So the work was the work was the least I could do.”
“You’re a very nice guy Roger. I'm glad they sent someone who was as capable as you were. I’ll be sure to let your boss know how efficient you were too. I’m sure he’d like to know how well his employees treat their customers.”
“That would be great Robin, I could really use a bonus to help pay for my tuition."
"Sure I'm just happy to help."
"I'm so excited too. I finished faster than I thought. We estimated the repair would take approximately an hour or more so now I have thirty-minutes to relax back at the store.”
As he said this I was kind of saddened he was leaving. I would have been fun to tease him some more and see what kind of reaction I could get out of him. He was so sweet though so I almost felt awful for having such evil thoughts. As I saw him straighten his necktie and fix his collar I couldn’t help but stare at him and see how pure and untainted he was.
I bet I could teach him so much. It would be like my own little project. How incredible would that be for me and especially for him?
“Well Roger if you would rather relax here for the next thirty minutes instead of the boring store that would be fine.”
“Oh really? I’d hate to impose Robin.”
"You wouldn't though."
"Yeah but you seem busy and I wouldn't want to get in your way."
“Don’t be silly, you wouldn’t be. I think you’d like it a lot more here anyway.”
“Yeah I could maybe show you how to format your computer and maybe we could apply some programs for you.”
“Roger that sounds great but I think I have a better idea.”
His eyebrows lifted causing his brow to wrinkle and constrict. He looked very confused and his sincerity was terribly arousing. He was like a little virgin that I could mend and mold in my hands.
“You see Roger, I have an idea that could be a lot more enjoyable. Why don’t you sit over here so we can talk.”
I patted the bed next to me and watched as he walked over and stood near the side table. His hands seemed to pick at each other as he shyly looked over at me and back down to the floor. His black rimmed glasses slid halfway down his nose as he used his finger to push them back up into place.
“Don’t worry Roger, I won’t bite.”
Reluctantly he got on to the bed and lay down next to me.
“So how many girlfriends have you had?”
“Well…to be honest none.”
“So you like to just date then. You’re not really into commitments at all?”
“Ha-ha I wish I could say that but no. I actually haven’t really been on a date.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. This is actually the first time I’ve even been inside a girls room.”
“Wow, that is incredible. I don’t mean to seem so shocked but I would have never guessed that.”
As I turned on my side and faced him, my breasts flopped over inside my top and rested against the covers. I noticed he kept looking at them and then over at my thighs. I don’t blame him. I did after all feel a bit uncomfortable earlier because my outfit was a little too revealing. I ran on a daily basis and did gymnastics and aerobics every afternoon to keep in shape and I could tell he was noticing.
He licked his lips and looked away as he started to squirm on the bed.
“Well it’s not something I’m proud of sharing Robin.”
“Have you kissed a girl before?”
“Well now that I think about it, no I haven’t.”
“Really!”
Roger just looked down at the covers and tried to avoid eye contact now. I could sense it was a tender subject so I didn’t want to punish him for it.