Unpack

Wanting to get himself sorted first Sam pulls open the door to the large wardrobe and begins to slowly transfer his clothes from the bag to the hangers.

After a few minutes he hears the bedroom door open, followed by Shelly's voice. "Thought I'd find you in the shower, not unpacking."

Sam closes the wardrobe door and suddenly gets a look at Shelly stepping through the bedroom door, and more importantly pulling her t-shirt up over her head revealing a cute black bra barely containing her impressive breasts. "Shelly?" Is all Sam can gasp.

As the shirt passes her head Shelly locks eyes with Sam and then quickly brings the removed shirt up to cover her bra. "Oh God, Sam, sorry, I thought James was in here."

Trying to ignore the erection growing in his boxers Sam shakes his head, trying hard not to peek at Shelly's bra. "Um, no, he went the other way." Sam finally mutters.

"Right, sorry for interrupting." Shelly replies, turning her back on him and heading back for the door, allowing Sam one last look at her bare back.