Your Front Door

"Done!" You excitedly say as you finish the production of your fembot.

Unfortunately, it informs you that your new device won't arrive until 1 month from now. You unexpectedly go to sleep, unaware how close you actually are to getting your new toy.

Next Day...

The next day was raining, only to add to your bad mood hangover from yesterday. That is, until you get a knock on your door. You open it up and are greeting by the lovely image of a young blonde, soaking wet and seeking your assistance.

"Hey, my car broke down, can I use your phone?" She asks, shivering under her trench coat.

"Yeah, over course!" You quickly reply.

She walks by you, her high heels clacking against your tile floor. You quickly run over and hand her your phone, then exit the room to give her some privacy and get her a towel.

"Thanks!" She says as you exit the room.

You return a few minutes later, after she stopped talking, and hand her the towel.

"Thank you so much!" she says as she hands you your phone.

"How long did they say?" You inquire.

"About an hour." She says as she prepares to go back to her car.

"No! No, you can wait here, I'll throw your coat in the dryer and see if I can get your a blanket, you must be freezing." You hopefully respond.

"Oh, I don't want to be a bother." She sweetly responds.

"It's no bother at all... I'm sorry, I never caught your name!" You reply, shocked you forgot to ask.

"Allison" she replies, outstretchung her hand.

"Well, nice to meet you Allison, I'm Jim." You say, kissing her hand like a true gentlemen.

She blushes at this response as you leave to go get her a blanket. When you return you are happy to see she has taken off her coat, and is absolutely gorgeous. She is wearing the Michigan State University cheerleader outfit, a tight top that covers her giant tits and exposes a sizable midriff, showing off her tight stomach. The shorts barely cover her long, pale legs and you can see most of her tick thighs.

She giggles as she sees you staring, and you trade the blanket for her trench coat, which you quickly throw in the dryer. When you get back in the room Allison is sitting on the sofa and examining your house.

"So your a cheerleader?" You ask, stirring up conversation as you sit on the other end of the sofa.

"Yeah, I was on my way home from the stadium because the game was cancelled," She replies, "What do you do?" She questions.

"I'm an architect." You lie, hoping to improve her image of you.

"Oh that's so cool!" She excitedly responded, "Did you build anything I would know?"

"Actually, I designed the stadium for Michigan State!" You fib, hoping she doesn't know much about the stadium.

"Oh My God Really?!?!" She asks, you nod,"That's Awesome!" She says as she scoots closer to you.

Her foot grazes your thigh and you look at her, and she gives you a grin.

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