Someone Unexpected

Emily loudly gasped, heart nearly stopping cold, as a man answered the door. Immediately, she redoubled her grip on her torn up shirt and her frantic covering of her lady garden. She couldn't help but flush a deeper shade of red under the mask of mud she still mostly wore.

"What the hell?!" the man nearly shouted, clearly surprised to find the muddy stranger on his doorstep. "Just who the hell are..." he trailed off as he noticed that the figure seemed to be that of a rather curvy woman. And an underdressed woman at that...

"Um, hi there," Emily sheepishly said, finding her voice despite her abject embarrassment. "I was, uh, looking for Nat? She... lives here, right?"

"Uh... Yes! Yes she certainly does!" The man said, coming back to his senses. "I'm Daniel. Nat's... boyfriend!" He extended his hand as if to shake hers. For a brief moment, Emily had been about to reach for his hand, out of reflex. But she managed to catch herself before exposing anything.

"I'm Emily. I live just next door. And it's a pleasure to meet you. But I hope you won't mind if I don't shake your hand right now."

"Oh, yes of course!" he said, quickly withdrawing his hand. "Oh but please, come inside! You look like you could use some help, Emily!"

A passing car honked loudly at the sight of Emily's bare, round ass perfectly illuminated on the porch.

"Thatwouldbegreat! Pleaseyesthanks!!" Emily blurted out as she hurried inside, only too happy to be out of sight from the rest of the world. Once inside, she was able to breathe just a bit easier. She stayed out on the doormat, not wanting to spread any dirt or mud on the nearby carpet. To Emily's slight dismay, she didn't see Nat anywhere.

"I'm afraid Nat's out with a few friends tonight," Daniel said, before Emily could even ask. He shut the door behind her and coughed a bit awkwardly. "Would you, um, like to use the shower?"

"That's a very generous offer," Emily replied, meaning it, "but I'd really like to just get back into my own place. Nat has a spare key for my front door. I don't suppose you know where it is?"

"Can't say I do," Daniel said with an empathetic shake of the head. "I'll text Nat and see where she keeps it. But... well, they're seeing a movie right now, and knowing her... I'd say her phone's currently on silent mode."

"Oh..." Emily trailed off. She had felt so close to being free from her day of endless humiliations! But it seemed that an issue had popped up for her once again. And even worse, now she was alone with a man she didn't even know!

"Tell you what," Daniel said, clearly trying to put Emily at ease, "Why don't I get you set up with a nice, hot shower? While you're cleaning up I can text Nat and even start looking around for the spare key. How does that sound?"

"Well..." Emily had to admit, a hot shower did sound heavenly at that moment. And she trusted Nat, so there was little reason not to trust her boyfriend as well, right? "I think I'll take you up on that, actually."

Daniel showed Emily upstairs to the bathroom, with her taking extra care not to expose her backside to him along the way.

"I'll leave some clean clothes of Nat's outside the door for when you're done," he promised. And with that, a very relieved Emily closed the door for a very much needed shower, glad that Daniel was so nice and courteous in her hour of need.

Little did Emily realize, however, that Daniel had not been entirely truthful with her. Quite the opposite, in fact...