Follow the corridor

Despite meaning she’d still be out in the open, Leanne wasn’t comfortable entering the room Abbie had left her at. Instead she continued on her path and followed the corridor. However, she soon found her route blocked as around the next corner the hallway came to an end with a small window overlooking the manor grounds.

Not wanting to be seen through the window, Leanne turned back only to be met by a tall shadowy figure. “Well, hello there.” The young released a high-pitched scream and leapt back against the wall. “Forgive me, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

Leanne was breathing deeply as she stared wide-eyed at the man before her. He was well over six feet and towered over her petite frame. He had long dark hair and wore fancy, expensive looking clothes. A long, black coat with dark trousers and boots. His white shit was open halfway down his torso and gave her a glimpse of his muscled chest and well-defined abs. She had no idea where he’d come from. She’d just past along the corridor and he definitely wasn’t there before. At least she didn’t think he was.

He stood watching her closely. His eyes were deep and had a brightness to them which seemed to stand out even greater in the dimly lit hallway. “Are you alright, ah…?”

“Um… L-Leanne,” she gasped. The young woman continued to gaze at the tall newcomer.

It wasn’t until she saw his eyes drift lower and a toothy grin spread across his face that she remembered her state of undress. With a gasp she clamped her arms around her chest, trying desperately to cover her naked breasts while squeezing her thighs together tightly in the hope of hiding her young pussy. Without saying a word, the mysterious stranger removed his coat in one swift, swooping motion and placed it carefully around Leanne’s shoulders.

“Th-Thank you,” she stammered with a smile as she pulled the coat tight around her exposed body. She peered up into his eyes once more and immediately found herself getting lost in them.

She had no idea how old he might be. He seemed like he could be young and yet ageless at the same time. His flesh was pale and contrasted harshly with his dark hair and clothes. Now it was her turn to gaze further south as he eyes followed the line of exposed flesh until she found herself staring at his crotch. She was sure there was a bulge there, a very big one, but it was difficult to know for sure in the low light. Her eyes moved quickly back to his and saw him staring intently at her with the same wide grin causing Leanne to turn away. Her cheeks reddening with embarrassment.

“Where might I lead you, Leanne?” he asked. His voice was powerful but soft and she liked the sound of hearing her own name coming from him. She felt herself imagining incredibly erotic thoughts and a gasp escaped her lips once more. She pulled herself together with some difficulty and shook her head. Looking up at the stranger she tried to think of an answer.