To your apartment

The empty apartment is eerily quiet compared to the usual sounds that the other tenants make. Being students, these sounds consist of; loud music, sex and general shouting. Sometimes all three at once. For once you almost miss the normality. Only for a second.

You trail behind Sam going up the stairs, watching her short skirt teasingly rise up with every step. About two floors up and her skirt finally lifts up and you are greeted with her beautiful round ass, bare and uncovered.

Wait a minute. The way she's been off all day, she hasn't got any clean panties. Haha.

She has the door for your apartment unlocked as you make it to the forth floor. Once again you lock the door behind you. Sam has slumped herself down on the couch holding her head in her hands. "Is this happening Michael?" She doesn't look up.

You sit down next to her and rest your arm around her, in an attempt to comfort your friend. "Yeah." You don't really have any words of wisdom right now. Thankfully she doesn't need them, instead opting to further the embrace by curling up on the couch and resting her head on your lap.

"Your sister will be here tomorrow though?"

"Yeah."

"And we'll be safe tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Then what happens after?"

You don't respond straight away. Instead you tenderly stroke her fiery red hair. The movements seem to relax her so you decide a bit of humour might also help. "Enough about all those worries for now. Tell me. How's was college with no underwear?" You ask in a gentle voice, like when you're soothing a child.

You glance down and see an all too familiar blush. She tugs at her skirt which doesn't really do anything. "Y-y-you knew?" She muttered.

"Ehh, not really. I didn't think anything of it at first." She sighs and relaxes. "But I did see when we walked up the stairs."

She rolls off the couch and quickly stands up. "Were you perving on me?" She folds her arms under her tits.

You stand up and pull her close. Faces only a few inches apart. "I couldn't help it, you looked so beautiful and bounded off too far up ahead that I happened to see."

"Lair." She huffed, turning her head away.

"You do look beautiful." The moment she faced you again, you caught her lips with yours again. This time your tongues wasted no time to dance. Sam melts closer into your body. As her tits press against your chest your crotch starts to harden.