The return of Kelly

Lost in lust my erotic dreams sink me into a deep slumber, how ever I jolt awake as hands dawn my shoulders while a feminine voice whispers in my ear.” Michealllll … your snoring… “ I turn to the voice behind, still rubbing my eyes the silhouette becomes recognizable. Kelly!, Christopher’s next door neighbor Kelly. She was known as a tomboy , her first summer back from college and first thing she does is wake me up!

“ Kelly yes that you?!?.” .

“ Micheal I was just excited to see you after a my first semester!. Sometimes I forget how strong I am.” It’s been a year but still same Kelly 5’5 the Italian American tough girl. Kelly religiously wore sweatpants and spaghetti strap tank top,but plopping down you notice how jacked Kelly had gotten since you last seen her.

with a quick leap Kelly springs over the coach and plops a squat on the coach and immediately grabs the remote.

“ So Michea! Is it Just us here? Or are my neighbors here? “

“ well I don’t know Kelly , you just woke me up. how would I know if anyone else is here if I was asleep!” Annoyed and bitter my tone delivered my message clearly to Kelly.

“ Well sorry punkkkk, don’t have to be all nasty about it. It looked like you were enjoying it too. Well the tent you pitched seemed to say so.. “ smirking seductively her eyes dart to my crotch.

Looking down Micheal shorts were still at its tent position!!! Kelly could totally see his cock attempting to break free from his sweat pants. I feel violated to a certain point, along with shame seeping through my body. Micheal gets off the couch to retreat to the bathroom to fix his Bonner a awkward giggle from Kelly accompanies him down the hall and to the bathroom.