take James up on his offer

You probably should have called James first, but you were on your way back into town anyways so you decided to stop by his place. A quant two story, four bedroom dutch home on a couple acres of land in the country. It seemed like a perfect place to get your head around things and be left alone.

You walked up to the door and pushed the doorbell and patiently waited for James to answer, his blazer was parked in the driveway so you figured he was the only one there. You heard the deadbolt unlock and the large white oak door swung partially open revealing a tuft of dark brown hair covering up a right eye, a soft white cheek, and a small gentle hand with tiny fingers, nails painted a light crimson. The hand moved from the door up to her face to brush the hair away from her face exposing a deep green eye that focused on you, and softly blinked a few times.

"Uh, hello I'm..." you start to say, but the door flings open and before you know what is happening, two thin arms are wrapped around your neck, then the weight of a person resting against you as you feel two strong legs wrap around your waist and clench tightly to you.

"Noah!" the femal voice squeels, pressing her head into your chest as she hugs you tightly.

"You must be Rebecca" you manage to whiff out, lungs crushed by her tight embrace.

"Yep, yep" she says peppily, letting go of her embrace and taking a step back. "God I feel like I know everything about you. James has told me so much. He was right about everything." she giggles

"Oh yeah? Like what?" you say, not really paying attention to what she is saying, but instead looking over her petite 18 year old body. You see that her long straight hair rest just below her shoulder cutely tucked behind her ear on one side. She's only about 5'0" if you had to guess and maybe 100 lbs soaking wet. You notice she has on a pair of jeans that appear to have been painted on, although she has a tiny ass and hips that probably don't allow the tightness of her jeans to accentuate them. But the most interesting thing you notice is her breasts, massive and heaving
with each breath she takes. Double D's if you had to guess, but possibly larger, hidden behind a very tight, and very thin white beater with an obvious absence of a bra as the Semptember air outside had perked her nipples to somewhat of an attentive state. The bottom of her beater was tied off behind her back, allowing a good 4 to 5 inches of her stomach to be exposed, revelaing a pierced belly button and the thin strings of what you knew was a g-string bottom on the sides of
her hips.

"He told me you were so good looking that I couldn't have any of my girlfriends over or you'd have them naked before they had a chance to finish knocking on the door." Rebecca said laughing and blushing at the same time.

"He said that huh? Where the fucks that weasel at so I can kick his ass for cock blocking before I even get here?" you ask, pretending to be aggitated.

"He's got football camp all week, won't be home till late tonight and gone before sun up each morning. It's a drag, but he loves his job. You're more than welcome to come in and check out where you're gonna be staying. Can I bribe you with a glass of sweet tea?" Rebecca says, her blush still slightly there.

You don't answer her, you just nod and follow her into the home, a house you've spent many a night in over the years though you don't want to appear impolite. Rebecca leads you to where your room will be, and despite James being your closest friend, you spend the entire walk upstairs focusing solely on Rebecca's tight little ass as it sways with each step in those constricting jeans. She looked over her shoulder at one point to say something, and you're guessing she noticed
you staring at her ass because she softly giggled and turned back to the front and kept walking.

"Here it is" she said, stopping at the door to your new room. "Make yourself comfortable, hope you like what I did with it." Rebecca says as you look over your new digs. You look around the room and can tell Rebecca has worked hard to prepare it for you. You were expecting an empty room that you could just throw your stuff in, but the walls were painted, posters of military equipment on the
walls, a large queen size bed, made and dressed nicely, a TV, a stereo, the works.

"That'll do quite nicely." you say, trying to show your appreciation.

"Stay here and I'll go get us some sweet tea." Rebecca says as she bounces back down the hall towards the stairs. You hear her call out from the end of the hall. "You missed another chance to look at my ass soldier boy." she yells, giggling as she descends the stairs.

You were busted but at least she was teasing you about it playfully and not offended by it. A few moments later Rebecca returned with two large glasses of sweet tea and stopped at your door. "Here's your tea Noah." holding out the glass but not coming into the room.

"You can come in here you know." you say wondering why she hasn't entered the room.

"I don't make it a practice to enter other people's room without permission, it's a courtesy thing." she says explaining herself.

"Well you're welcome in here anytime you want, just so we get that out of the way, unless of course I have a tie haning on the door knob." you say joking

"Ok, I'll remember you said that. But what's with the tie thingy?" she asks confused

"I put a tie on the door when I am entertaining a lady friend." you say, smirking at her to drive home the humor.

"UGH, EWWWWW. Too much information." she shreeks, laughing

"What, I kept it clean? At least I didn't tell you what I would be doing to entertain them." you say

"Ok stop right there." putting her fingers in her ears "lalalallala, I can't hear you" she says playing

I'll be downstairs watching TV before I make dinner, you are welcome to come down if you want,otherwise, make yourself at home and call me if you need or cant find something.