Yes, Finally.

Having finally made it home, she threw her shirt on the couch and headed straight to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Still caked in cream and broadcasting her breasts to the world, she was mess. As Ashley began stripping off the damp tank top and leggings, there was a knock at the door. Wrapping herself in a towel, she checked the peephole only to see Jeff standing there. Shit, she thought, noticing on the binder she had forgotten in his hands.

“Oh my god, thank you Jeff!” She said as she stepped out to take it from him. Distracted by his sudden appearance, she failed to notice her towel snag on the wooden shoe rack beside her door. In one swift motion it was ripped off her. Shocked, she dropped her hands to cover her exposed body. The door, no longer held open, fell shut and locked with a click. Ashley stood topless in her underwear before an awestruck Jeff. Her breasts, barely concealed, spilled out from behind her slim arm.

“Fuck!” gasped Ashley. With her free arm she engaged in a futile attempt to release the towel from the clutches of the door. After several fruitless tugs, she used her other arm, letting her heavy breasts hang loose.

“Here, let me help you with thos-that,” stammered Jeff, who's eyes were drawn to her jiggling tits. No longer blurred by a wet tank top or obscured by her arms, they looked soft and pale.

Meanwhile Ashley, frustrated, threw her hands over her head with a huff. Jeff grabbed the towel, but before pulling it free, took a moment to soak in the view. Ashley had long, athletic legs below widening hips, which quickly tapered to a slim waist. She was topped with heavy C cups, adorned with dollar sized areolas, and nipples already hardened by the cool air of the hallway. Her long brown hair fell upon her shoulders and down her back. Even in the desert, Ashley was the hottest thing he had seen, and once again, she had given him a hard-on. With a forceful tug he freed the towel and handed it to her, wrapping herself tightly in it. The vision was gone.

“Come shower at Eric's,” offered Jeff adjusting his cock again. "And we can use my phone to call the super.”

“Ugh, thanks,” whimpered Ashley, walking after him as he led her towards the elevator. Today was not my day. It seems to be his, though.