Go find food

Figuring that unpacking can wait for the time being Sam leaves his case on the bed and heads back out the door, colliding with Shelly as he does. "Oh, um, sorry." Sam stammers, realising his best friends girlfriends body is suddenly pressed hard against his own.

"Don't worry." Shelly replies with a grin, taking a step back. "I thought James was in this room."

"Oh, uh, no sorry." Sam tells her. "I think he took the one across the hall."

"Thanks sweetie." Shelly replies, turning and pulling her bag into the room opposite.

Sam feels his cock bulging in his boxers, just from that little bit of female contact. Clearly he'd gone without for too long.

Shaking his head Sam continues into the front room and then up the single step that lead into the kitchen diner, before starting to look through the cupboards. Most of them were pretty bare, but there's enough there at least to make a simple breakfast.

As Sam reaches into the fridge there's a sound outside of doors slamming and he realises that the owners have probably arrived now too. Should he hold off on making breakfast until they're here? Then again it might be better to find Shelly as they're her friends.