Peter was smitten with his roommate, Mei. Maybe, obsessed with the better word, but that made him feel creepy. Ok, maybe it was a little creepy, but Mei was beautiful.
Unfortunately, Peter was in a bit of a dry spell with women, and it didn't help that he was shy, although not bad looking. He was six feet tall, with brownish red hair, a goatee, and worked out regularly. No fatties here.
Mei, though, was a force of nature. A little over five and a half feet tall, Chinese, with beautiful eyes and dark hair she cut stylishly just above her shoulders. She had a perfect body, and Peter secretly delighted in it.
Every day before they left for work from their small two bedroom apartment they shared in Brooklyn, he'd love seeing what cute outfit she wore. This inevitably stuck in his head for the rest of the day as he worked, and came to a head, so to speak, with an intense masturbation session in the shower that evening.
In his head, he wanted her, and more than anything, he dreamed of just giving her an orgasm. Sure, sex would be great, but making her feel good, making her moan and breathe heavily and feel amazing pleasure by his own hand was his fantasy. Mei was single, to the best of his knowledge, and went out sometimes, but not every night. He wondered if she was satisfied, wondered if at at night, when she went into her room she pleasured herself.
All these thoughts, going on for a year while they lived together, and then one evening...
Peter got home and was just settling in, thinking how great mei looked today in her black textured t shirt, and tight gray jeans. No belt, her stomach showing just slightly if she moved the right way. His dick had perked up, unintended a few times that day, and it did now thinking about her.
Just as he got off the couch, with a little jolt of pleasure where his dick rubbed against the inside of his jeans, Mei arrived home.
"Hey, Peter!" she said, as she hung her jacket in the closet, and put her pocket book down on a chair in the dining area.
"Hi, Mei" Peter responded, hoping he didn't sound too excited. "How was your day?"
"Oh, you know...the usual." smiling, she responded. "How was yours?"
"Work...the usual."
It was their routine. Smalltalk, then go about their business. But...tonight. As Mei headed to her room, Peter darted ahead of her, not sure what had gotten in to him, other than perhaps his desire finally overflowing. He'd never actually been in her bedroom before, and it was exhilarating. With a thrill, he noticed a pair of black lace panties strewn on the floor, as he sat on her bed.
Mei entered soon afterward, looking surprised but not upset. "What're you doing?" she laughed, "my room is a mess!"