Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
“You’re welcome to stay,” I reiterate again in a low voice. “Make yourself comfortable, hon. It’s fine.”
Susie nods this time, looking more at ease.
“Thanks, Ed. I appreciate it.”
With that, we chat a bit more and then dinner’s wrapped up. Susie takes our plates and rinses them in the sink before dropping them in the dishwasher. I try to help, but she insists that it’s the least she can do, especially since I prepared the meal. Then, with one last shy glance my way, the beautiful brunette heads to the bedroom.
“I know it’s only eight, but it’s been a long day and I’m really beat. Do you mind if I turn in early?”
I nod.
“Of course not, sweetheart. The bathroom is right across from the bedroom if you need it, and I’ll be out here, probably just watching TV. Do you mind if I catch a show? I’ll keep the volume low.”
She blushes.
“Of course not. This is your place, and besides, I’m used to dorm-living, which means sleeping through anything and everything. Thanks again, Ed, and good night.”
“Good night,” I echo, and then with one last smile, the pretty brunette steps into the bedroom, closing the door quietly behind her. There’s a bit of shuffling as she gets ready for bed, and then silence as the lights go out.
Meanwhile, I flip on the TV and begin aimlessly surfing through different shows. Yet none of them catch my attention because right now, I’m wondering what Susie’s doing. She’s lying on the mattress of course, but is she actually asleep? It would make sense, seeing that she’s had a harrowing day.
Still, I can’t help but imagine what she’s wearing. Does she have a big comfy sleepshirt that skims the tops of her thighs? Or does she wear booty shorts that show off that big bottom? Maybe she’s the feminine type and wears a saucy negligee with lots of straps and a g-string. Then, I snort. How many women wear g-strings to bed? But I love the fantasy anyways, and groaning to myself, I flick off the TV and settle in for a desperate night. After all, a luscious woman is a mere fifteen feet away, and I desperately want to be in bed with her, despite it being utterly wrong.
6
Ed
I wake up to the delicious aroma of coffee wafting through my apartment and startle, surprised. But then I sit up and find Susie tinkering in the kitchen, filling two mugs with steaming joe and adding just a dash of cream and sugar to one mug.
“Oh, I’m so sorry, did I wake you?” she says with an innocent smile when I poke my head above the back of the couch “I had to get up and make coffee because I can’t survive without it.”
“Don’t worry,” I grunt, my voice still raspy from sleep. “I need it too. The caffeine’s like heroin in my veins.”
Susie giggles, her laughter melodious.
“How do you take yours?”
“Just black is fine.”
The sweet girl sashays over wearing tiny shorts and a crop top to hand me one of the mugs. My eyes devour her form before I manage to yank them away, but it’s not before I’ve seen how those big breasts press at the thin fabric, her wide hips and thick thighs on display. Fuck. It’s only 8 a.m. and yet I’m already horny as hell. Unobtrusively, I pull a pillow over my lap, as if to balance my elbows on the soft surface.
“I’m glad you decided to stick around,” I say in a gruff tone.
Susie blushes. “Thanks. I figured I should.”
I nod.
“After coffee, we can grab some bagels and start this adventure. What do you think? Do you want to look at some apartments together?”
After all, I can’t just turn her out on her ass with no place to go. What kind of man would that make me? Susie nods gratefully, and then we get dressed to head out to a bagel shop down the road called Bagel Boss that has the best lox in the neighborhood. While we wait for our bagels, I pull up the AirBnB app on my phone and start searching for suitable apartments.
“We can go visit some of these places, and see which one is the best for you. Then we’ll book it.”
“Don’t you have to book first before they send you the exact location?” she asks, puzzled.
I nod.
“Yeah, but I know this area really well, so I can tell where they are based on the photos. To be honest, I even recognize some of these buildings because Coleman isn’t that big, so we can stand on the sidewalk and check out the exteriors. We won’t be able to go inside of course, but the pictures will be fine for the most part. That, and the reviews from other customers. Having a good user rating is so crucial.”