The day approaches

“Jennifer is coming to visit this week. She doesn’t know I have a female roommate. And honestly, I’m not sure what she will think about it.” you say to Mandy with a pained look on his face.

As you finish your thought, Mandy’s blue eyes widen in surprise before quickly softening into understanding and concern for her naive but charming roommate.

“Well,” she finally says tentatively, “If it really bothers you so much, I can go stay with Trish this weekend.” Her voice trembles slightly, revealing how much this arrangement would inconvenience her own plans.

You feel a pang of guilt wash over you at the thought of Mandy sacrificing her time and comfort for your sake. “No way,” you protest firmly, placing a reassuring hand on her slender shoulder. “I couldn’t ask that of you.”

Mandy shakes her head insistently. “It’s fine really,” she insists softly, “Besides, it will be nice to have some alone time with Trish anyway. We haven’t hung out properly in ages.” Her statement is laden with enough conviction that you reluctantly agree to her offer.

You spend all Friday tidying up your room and pacing back and forth. Around 2 pm Mandy comes back from her last class to grab her bag and head over to Trish’s.

“Don’t worry so much,” Mandy tries to reassure you with a soft smile.

She throws down her bookbag and stretches with her arms high over her head. As she does, her t-shirt rides up slightly, exposing the curve of her small belly button, your eyes involuntarily drift downward, drawn like magnets to the enticing sight.

“Anyway,” she continues, oblivious to the effect she’s having on you, “I’ve got to find the eco TA before office hours close, so I’ve got to run. I’ll just head over to Trish’s from there.”

“Have a good weekend,” she adds with a wink. And with that, Mandy scurries off.

The hours seem to drag on like molasses as you pace back and forth in your room, nervously straightening out your sheets and fluffing up the pillows on both beds.

Eventually, the dull silence of your room is broken by the sweet sound of a familiar voice calling out your name through the thin walls. Your heart skips a beat as you fling open the door to greet Jennifer, who stands there looking more stunning than ever in her tight jean skirt and form-hugging top that accentuates all the right places on her curvy figure.

“Hey handsome,” she says shyly, blushing a cute shade of pink as your eyes lock in an intense gaze that sends sparks flying between them.

You can feel Jennifer’s eyes roaming around the room, taking in every little detail as she follows you over your side of the room.

“So this is where you’ve been spending all your time?” she asks with an amused smirk, sitting down carefully on the edge of the bed.

Your eyes wander downward and linger for just a fraction too long on her toned thighs peeking out from beneath her skirt, igniting a fiery need that has been simmering inside you since you said goodbye before leaving for college.

“Yes,” you stammer out, trying desperately to redirect your wandering gaze back up to meet hers. You reach out and take her hand in yours, relishing the electric current that zips through you at the slightest touch.

“Missed you,” she whispers softly, leaning closer towards you until your lips meet in a tentative, yet intensely passionate kiss.

“So, are you wearing the panties I sent you?” Jennifer asks.