Fire sucks. I just wanted to say that from the start and get it out of the way. There’s no way to describe coming home from a long day at work to see fire jetting out of your apartment windows. To make a long story short … electrical fire. I guess you could say I was lucky though. Not everything burned, and I was able to save about half of my clothes and a few other odds and ends. And trying to look on the bright side of things … I guess that’s what renters’ insurance is for, right? My immediate concern of course was to find a place to crash. After a few nights in a motel, I realized something. I’m not a wealthy man. No kitchen to cook in equals eating out three meals a day. Add that to rent and the cost of coin laundry…. Well, needless to say, something had to give. I’d be getting a nice fat check from the insurance company, but you know how those things are. ‘Takes time. I guess things were starting to get to me the next day at work, and I might have been whining a little bit. I’m not usually one for self pity but I guess it’s only natural when things have been going the way they had for me. I had taken a smoke break and was outside puffing one down when the door opened up behind me. Turning around I saw that it was Sonya, our receptionist. I couldn’t help but smile when I saw her. She just has that effect on people. It also doesn’t hurt that her and I have been friends since about the 10th grade. And if you want honesty, the fact that she’s drop dead gorgeous also works in her favor. She has this long, thick, almost jet black hair, and the prettiest, piercing green eyes I’ve ever seen. Add to that the fact that she has a slim waist, a set of legs that go on for miles and an ass that could stop traffic. And her tits! Oh my god they looked incredible today. Well, every day actually but the tight turtleneck sweater she was wearing today made them look even more fantastic than usual. It was impossible not to notice how gorgeous she was, but like I said, we had been friends for years, and nothing more. Still, when she walked out and grinned at me, it brought a much needed smile to my face. “Hey stud,” she said, “How about letting a girl bum a smoke?” “You got it hot stuff,” I replied. This kind of casual flirting had been going on for years between us. Nothing to it really. It was just our way. We chatted while we were smoking and I happened to mention that I was getting strapped for cash Anadolu Yakası Escort and about to be sleeping in my car. “Well, that’s not good,” she said. “When is the insurance company going to come through with your check?” “I don’t know,” I replied, “They’re sure taking their own sweet time.” “Well why don’t you bunk in at my place while you wait?” “That’s a sweet offer honey, but I couldn’t intrude. Besides, I think your boyfriend may have something to say about that. Didn’t you two move in together a couple months ago?” “Yeah we did,” she said, “but he won’t mind. He knows we’ve been friends for a while now, and he likes you anyway. Besides,” she said, “he knows I’d never cheat on him.” “Well, I still don’t know. I hate to intrude. Maybe we should just forget the …” And that’s as far as I got before she cut in again, insisting that I come to stay. After a couple more minutes of my half-hearted objections, I finally realized she wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and I agreed to come. After I got off work, I went to the motel I’d been staying at and gathered up the little bit of stuff I still had. Stopping in the front office to turn in the key and settle the bill, I headed out. Figuring that I needed to do something to show my gratitude, I stopped off at the store and picked up some steaks and a rather decent bottle of wine. I figured that if they were nice enough to let me couch surf for a few days the least I could do was fix them a nice dinner tonight, and see how I could make myself useful. I headed over to Sonya’s place and parked by the curb. Gathering up my bags and the bottle of wine I went up and knocked on the door. Sonya answered and ushered me inside relieving me of a few of the bags and hustling them into the kitchen. “So where’s Colin?” I asked. “He working late or something?” “No” she told me, “He had to head out of town for a couple of days for work. Last minute emergency down south somewhere.” I knew that he worked for one of the major car companies as a claims adjustor or something so sudden trips weren’t uncommon for him. Still, I didn’t think too much of it. Sonya and I got started on dinner, and that bottle of wine, and within minutes we were having a great time. Between having a few drinks, cooking and kidding around in the kitchen, dinner was ready before we knew it. We sat down to eat and continued with our joking Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan and conversation while we caught up on things. Like I mentioned, we had been friends for years but with us both busy with our own lives we didn’t get much chance to hang out. After dinner was done and we had cleaned things up we headed into the den to watch a little TV. Almost as an afterthought I brought the bottle of wine in with us. We kept up the chit-chat as we had another couple of glasses each. Looking up at the clock on the wall I realized that it was getting pretty late and asked if I could use the shower. “Sure,” she said. “Follow me and I’ll get you settled in.” We made our way up the stairs, and I couldn’t help but watch her great ass as she climbed them ahead of me. Despite myself, I felt my cock twitch in my jeans. Only natural though, I guess. Opening a door at the top of the stairs that I was expecting to be the bathroom, she led me into a spare bedroom. This was a nice surprise as I had been expecting to sleep on the couch. I mentioned this to her. “No silly. I wouldn’t put you on the couch like that. We keep this spare room set up as a guest room for when my mom visits. Unfortunately though it doesn’t have its own bathroom so you’ll have to use the one down the hall.” “No sweat,” I replied. “This is so much better than that cheap motel I was in. I wish there was some way I could thank you more.” Giving me a sultry wink she said, “Oh I’m sure we could think of something, if only I wasn’t attached!” We both laughed at this, knowing it was just more of the teasing that we always pulled on each other. Pleading the need for a shower as well, she left me and headed to her own room just down the hall, after showing me where the towels were. I gathered up some supplies and headed for the shower myself. Passing the door she had pointed out as her room I noticed that she had left it about half open but didn’t see her. I did notice that I could see across her room and into the master bathroom. More specifically I noticed that I could see the mirror in the master bathroom which gave me a view of most of the rest of that room. I headed on to the next door and went in, locking it behind me. Stripping down, I started the water running and jumped in. The hot water felt great as I stood there letting it beat down over me. I could feel muscles relaxing Escort Anadolu Yakası that I didn’t even know were tense. Not wanting to take up all the hot water though, I cut the shower shorter than I normally would have, and stepped out. I got myself dried off and shrugged into my old terry cloth robe and headed out to the guest room. Walking past her room I glanced into it again and once more I saw the bathroom door open. Catching sight of that mirror, I stopped dead in my tracks. Staring back at me were the most magnificent set of tits I’ve ever seen in my life. Sonya was just getting into the shower, apparently having given me time to finish mine so we’d both have water pressure. I truly didn’t mean to stand and stare like some peeping tom, but I literally couldn’t move. She was absolutely incredible. I couldn’t imagine why she wasn’t a model, since she certainly could have been. Feeling a bit of a draft, I managed to tear my eyes away and look down to see that my cock had gotten so hard that it had pushed between the opening of my robe and was standing tall and proud for the entire world to see. I think it was realizing that I was standing there with my dick sticking out watching an old friend of mine run her hands through her hair, which of course just showcased her chest even more, that brought me back to my senses. Pulling my eyes away from her mirror, I headed for my room. Once inside though I still couldn’t get the sight of those phenomenal breasts out of my mind. Having been a little busy lately being basically homeless, I hadn’t gotten laid in several days and after the sight I had just seen I defiantly needed some release. Letting my robe fall open I laid back on the bed and took matters into my own hand. Visions of those perfect breasts flashed across my minds eye as I stroked my hard cock. I couldn’t remember ever being this turned on before. I lay there and stroked my cock from base to tip and I knew I couldn’t hold out for long. I was just too horny and too focused on what I had seen. From the base of my nuts I could feel the cum boiling and getting ready to blow. I stroked harder, flicking my thumb against the head of my dick on every upward stroke. I could feel it! My load was coming. I let out a guttural growl as I neared the point of orgasm … hearing myself made me realize the animal lust I was feeling an this only spurred me on ever more. The sound I was making was guttural. It was intense! It was primal! It was …. Replaced by the sound of Sonya opening the door and walking in… “Are you settled in yet John?” That was as far as she got. Talk about a compromising position. Here I am lying on a bed with my cock sticking straight up in the air and my fist still wrapped around it, just seconds from cumming.