This was an exciting time for me: it was the first time I'm moving away from home and my parents. I just finished my third year in university and I was finally qualified for an intern job in the field I’m studying. I jumped on the first chance to move away from home. My heart pounded every time I thought of the freedom I will have living by myself. A wide grin spread across my face when I thought about being able to masturbate without having to worry about my parents bursting into my room without knocking, and the embarrassing frantic to close the porn tabs, hide my erection, and push aside the tissue paper.
I reversed my 1999 Ford Taurus into the driveway of my home for the next 4 months. Just as I stepped out of my car, the door to the secluded house opened and a blonde angel stepped out. She smiled with charming little dimples and walked towards me. I stood frozen. She extended her hand, “Hi you must be Alex.”
Alarms flood my head as I realized I’m suppose to say something. “Uhhh give me a second, I have your name written down somewhere.”
Did I really just say that out loud.
“Hi I’m Alex!”
“Hi Alex,” she giggled, “I’m Sarah.”
I stared at her outstretched hand.
I’m suppose to grab her hand aren’t I.
I reached out just as she began to retract her arm and engulfed her hand with mine. I jerked my arm Donald Trump style. Sarah stumbled forward with the most adorable squeal.
“Try not to break me on the first day please.” She chuckled and brushed back a strand of loose hair.
I wanted to say something clever in response but as usual, my mind drew a blank.
She took me through the small front door. I gave my eyes a few seconds to adjust to the dim hallway that followed. Walking behind her, my eyes naturally wandered to her buttocks. I traced the shape of her firm bottom, highlighted by her dark yoga pants.
I met her eyes just as she turned around.
“Here is your room.” She opened the door and allowed me through. “I think this is plenty spacious for you.”
I nodded.
“I guess I’ll leave you to it then.” She pulled on the door handle. “I’ve lived here for thirty years so if you have any questions about the city feel free to ask.”
She closed the door behind her and I waited until the creaking of the floor was just a faint thump.
I dropped everything on the bed and pulled out my laptop. I needed a stress relief from the last five minutes of clumsiness and stupidity. I stroked at a consistent pace. I always liked to savor these sessions, if I came too fast it would feel like a waste. It must have been some good porn I was watching because I didn’t hear the door screech as it opened slightly. I felt the familiar pressure within me and increased my pace to a frenzy of sloppy jerks before I released myself. I laid back and tracked the trajectory of my fluids as they shot across the room and landed on the wooden floor. I was just glad it wasn’t carpet, it would be hard to explain how I stained it within the first five minutes of my arrival.
I turned my head just in time to see the door quietly shut.
Am I seeing things? That orgasm wasn’t THAT mind blowing.
I put my left ear against the door.
Thud… Thud… Thud…
How long was she there for? Was she watching me?
I dismissed the thoughts.
That can’t be it, this isn’t a porno.
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I walked into the living room that evening and caught Sarah sitting on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. She watched the TV screen intently before I interrupted her. She looked up and smiled, the same radiant smile she had in the morning.
“Look who finally decided they’re hungry!”
“I had a fair portion of Gummies and M&Ms thank you very much.” I replied. I opened my mouth again but decided against saying anything else. I wouldn’t want to act dumber than I had this morning.
“Wine?” She extended the bottle to me.
“No thanks, I don’t drink.”
“Suit yourself.” She poured herself another glass.
“Also drinking on an empty stomach will lead to quicker intoxication,” I continued, “with proteins and dense carbohydrates in your stomach, the absorption process…”
She put her delicate fingers over her mouth and yawned sarcastically.
“I’m sorry.” She giggled. “Come here and sit with me.”
She patted the space next to her on the couch. I walked over slowly and made sure I don’t break anything on the short journey across the 12 X 18 living room.
“Why are you so tense?” She laughed.
She grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back until I was leaning against the back of the couch.
“There, aren’t you much more comfortable now?”
I nodded.
“So, Alex, what are you here for?”
My eyes lit up at the chance to finally brag about my new job.
“I’m going to work for the engineering department of the city.”
“You’re not exactly helping with the stereotypes of engineers!” She taunted before she playfully punched my left bicep.
My face was flush red almost immediately.