I took my time showering, feeling the hot water slowly rinse his seed from every orifice of my body. I stepped out of the shower feeling lighter, having washed innumerable ounces of semen from my hair. I borrowed a gigantic towel and figured I could safely assume it was Mike's. I dried off most of the water and stepped out onto a filthy floor mat. The mirror wasn't fogged up, so I had a good view of my own naked body. I stared for a while.
I'd always been tiny as a kid. I was bone thin and pretty short until I was about sixteen. Then I grow some curves and shot up. I grew to five seven, my adult height, before finishing high school. That's kinda tall for a girl, so a lot of the guys in my final year had become dissatisfyingly short by comparison. I remember the only reason why I'd chosen Jason Ryan to lose my virginity to was because he was taller than me and interested. I suppose that had left an imprint on me from that point onward: always looking for a big man to make me feel small again, like a kid.
And I'd found one hell of a big man in Mike. Six foot eight, over seven hundred and fifty pounds. Dear god, had I lucked out. The biggest man I'd ever been with was half his size. I looked forward to doing a lot more with him than just getting a facial.
I opened the bathroom door, with his huge towel wrapped several times around my slender body. It covered me from the armpits down past the knee. I'd removed my make-up and my hair was wet and slicked back. I knew that I'd look totally different to Mike now, compared to how he'd seen me earlier in full makeup and my tight red dress.
Mike turned to look me over and looked panicked. He licked his thick lips and swallowed.
"Hey, uh...Felicia."
Before I could respond I realized that we weren't alone. Aron had gotten home early, it seemed. He turned to me with a bit of a smirk and waved.
"Hello."
I wasn't bothered by it, as it wasn't the first time I'd been caught in immediate post-sex circumstances. I responded with a bob of my head and a finger gun.
"Yo."
Mike was the only one who seemed nervous. I guess meeting a girl, drowning her in cum, losing your virginity, and getting caught by your roommate all in the span of a couple hours was a bit much for a guy.
"Are you uh...are you okay?"
I just leaned against the frame of the bathroom, cool as a cucumber. Even if I'd been buck naked I wouldn't have been particularly bothered, but Mike's giant towel covered me more than my dress had, so all was well.
"Yeah, I'm fine. You alright?"
"Uhh...yeah. Hey Aron, can you give us a minute?"
Aron seemed pretty amused but began to leave obediently. I stopped him.
"No, it's fine. Don't go. It's getting late so I'll take off. I'll call you later, if it's alright."
"Uh...al-alright."
I walked out to where the two of them stood, barefoot and fresh faced. "Can I see your phone for a second? I'll put my number in it."
Mike looked a bit baffled, like he had no grounds for the protocol of what was supposed to be happening.
"Uh, sure. Here."
I could almost feel Aron and Mike's eyes darting back and forth while I entered my info into his phone.
"Does my face look okay without makeup?" I asked with a smirk.
"Uh, yeah. Of course. You look, different, but beautiful, of course." I was kinda joking with him but there was a point there, nonetheless.
"Well that's good. I don't normally wear makeup and heels and all that, so this is what I usually look like." I texted myself and then handed him his phone back.
"One more thing...can I borrow some clothes? My dress is kind of...damp."
Mike's face flushed red. "Uh...shit, yeah. Sure." He headed to his room to look for something.
"Just a hoody's fine."
I stood there alone with Aron while we waited. He was an average, unremarkable looking guy, and had the biggest smirk on his face.
"So how long have you and Mike known each other?"
"About two hours."
Aron's smirk increased while we waited in silence. Mike was quick to return with a few options.
"I've got a hoody, if that's what you want, but you can take anything you like."
"Hoody's great." I took the big black top and put it over my head, and then pulled his towel out from underneath. His size was so big that it came down to just above my knees like a dress. I grabbed two handfuls of cloth on one side and made a knot at the mid thigh, making it slightly more fashionable. Now wearing nothing but his big heavy Evangelion hoody on my bare skin, I collected my things and readied to go.
