“You scared the crap out of me!” That is a lie. I really said, “What the fuck?” Tim smiled. “I know,” he replied, a mischievous smile be...ming back at me. “I didn’t mean to interrupt anything.” “No,” I replied, “I was just taking a break from catching up on a few things.” “So I see,” Tim replied. I had been caught. There was no way around it. “Look,” I said, “Please don’t think bad of me.” “Why would I do that?” Tim asked. “It is tough right now,” I replied. “it’s a personal thing.” “I. There was little doubt we both wanted the same thing. I made no protests, when his hand slid between my thighs, my legs parting sufficiently to let him have better access, even with the fabric of my skirt between my pussy and his hand, it felt good having it there as I pushed and gyrated against it. I reached between his crotch, the feel of his hard erection told me he wanted what I wanted."I think we should make our way back now... perhaps you'd like to come up for a nightcap" he said.Was this. It was a week before I heard from her. She wanted to come around to my place. She was continuing her studies, but feeling pretty lonely. That was the first of many visits in the months that followed. She liked reading, and soon discovered my large collection of erotic novels. I was in my workshop one afternoon when I sensed her at my side.'Could I be like that?' she asked timidly.'Like what?' I asked, looking at the book in her hands 'Oh, you mean walk around the house with no clothes on, and. Staci wasn't a slob, she just wasn't a neat freak and it bothered her to live with someone who dusted and vacuumed her room twice a week. Staci sighed loudly enough for Jill to hear her. The brunette finished writing something down and turned to regard her nude roommate."Still too hot for clothing, Staci," she asked dryly.Staci grinned at her and responded, "I just figured you'd try and tear them off me again, so I wanted to save you the trouble."Jill shook her head, "You're worse than a guy.