Meeting Christina

About an hour later you hear your roommate descending the stairs followed almost immediately by a knock on the door. You hear it open and a woman's voice speaking.

"Nice place. Much better than my room. Women need seniority to get a cottage." You step out of the kitchen to see a strikingly attractive young woman with jet black hair, dressed in a black skirt that comes to just above her knees and a loose fitting long sleeved top of some shiny material. As you approach she steps away from a perfunctory hug of your roommate, and smiles at you.

"Hi, I'm Mason Carter, " you greet her, holding out a hand.

"Hi Mason, Christina Thorpe. Pleased to meet you." She ignores your hand and gives you a brief hug that you feel all the way to your cock, despite not having any indication of sexual interest.

"Biology, right?" she asks, then smiles brilliantly as you nod. "You should have fun. Most of these girls think biology begins and ends with their hormones being on overdrive." Surprised at her frankness, you pause a moment before laughing.

"That would make them the same as every other high school kid I've taught," you say.

"Fair enough," Christina laughs. "Well we better get going," she says with a glance at Brian. "You're welcome to come along Mason, but I'm afraid my car only seats two."

"That's fine, I'm pretty tired. I've had a long day and I'm just wanting to settle in. The price of age and all that."

She gives you another dazzling smile and another brief and very enjoyable hug, then takes Brian's arm and leads him out the door and down the path.

You close the door after them with a smile, considering your options for the evening.