Hey everyone, I've not written a lot before so feedback is welcomed. The story below is my first idea for a series, based loosely on something that happened to me.
All characters mentioned are over 18.
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I felt my eyes slowly open, blurry to the world around me, taking in my modest surroundings. I was 26 and still sleeping in a single bed - at 6'3 this meant waking up every morning with a bad back, crumpled into a bed too small for me. I pulled my blanket up closer to my face and groaned, feeling the cold air for the first time. I really needed to find a new apartment, what girls would want to come home with me if this was the bed awaiting them..
My love life was almost as meager as my current living situation. When I was at university I had been really quite successful, bedding a different girl at least every couple of weeks.. my mind wandered over some of them, and as I did so I felt my cock start to stiffen. I started to slowly stroke it as I remembered Rachel, a short petite girl with tiny breasts but the most perfect ass. I thought about the time she had worn a short skirt and thong for me, flashing me all night just to wind me up, then finally when they had got home - removing it in front of my face as I sat on the edge of the bed. I felt myself reach the point of no return, grabbing a tissue from the side quickly I came hard into it. 'I need to find myself a girl.. NOW', I thought to myself.
The past few years just hadn't presented me with the opportunities, I was now working for a small firm nearly around the clock. The rest of the team were all much older, apart from Emily, who was 24 but had a boyfriend. She wasn't my usual type, but she was sweet. We flirted occasionally at work and at the monthly staff drinks, but that was more out of mutual boredom than desire. Occasionally I liked to see how far I could push it, but by the end of the night she would always leave before anything could actually happen, and go home to her boyfriend.
I absentmindedly sipped my morning coffee, burning my mouth and swearing. I heard my landlady stirring upstairs and rolled my eyes - there was nothing I wanted less than to deal with her this morning. She was an old plump woman with a face like a slapped arse, who constantly complained about everything, including my 'late nights' where I would get home from work at 9:30. As I quickly ate my toast and downed my coffee, trying to get out of her way before she got downstairs, I vowed to myself to move to a new apartment.
On the train to work I started flicking through spare rooms in apartments in the city. I'd been making solid money now for a couple of years and could afford to spend a bit more than I was currently spending.. 'This is more like it!' I thought as I moved the sliding scale up, and more apartments popped up. There were apartments with balconies, en suites, and king sized beds.. I felt like a new day had dawned. There were two that caught my eye, both in the center of the city quite near work, one had a balcony, one had an en suite. I brought up the landlord information, the first apartment was to share with 4 other people.. even with a balcony, I wasn't sure I could go back to sharing with that many people, fighting over space in the fridge. The second apartment was a live in landlord, whose daughter was currently living there while she was at university.. lewd thoughts ran through my mind before realising I hadn't even seen this daughter.. and if I made a move on her, the landlord would almost certainly kick me out! I filled in the relevant information and sent a request, imagining the en suite all the way to work.
'What are you smiling about' I heard as I sat at my work computer, I spun on my chair to see Emily standing at her desk behind mine, she was bending slightly to get a look at my computer screen which gave me a fantastic view of the top curve of her breasts. She always dressed formally for work, but occasionally a top button would be undone and I would get a quick glimpse of a lacy bra and soft skin.
'Oh I've just put in an offer to rent a flat, and it looks perfect' I answered her, pulling my eyes back up to meet hers.
'Oh let's have a look!' she said, and came round her desk, leaning over next to me.
I flicked through the images and she softly cooed as each image revealed a different angle of the flat.
'It looks great, and I love a walk in shower' she said, the latter part of the sentence more quietly.
I was left with the image of her in a walk in shower, before snapping myself back to the present moment.
It was later in the day when my phone pinged in my pocket, eagerly pulling it out I saw it was a reply to my inquiry.
'Hi Jamie, your application looks good, if you want to come and see the flat, I'm free to show you round this evening. Dave.'
'YES' I silently fist pumped.
'Hi Dave, sounds great, I can be there for 6pm? Jamie'
'See you then. Dave'
I made my way from work, enjoying the route much more than my usual commute. I arrived at the apartment block, it was beautiful and modern, instantly I imagined inviting girls back here compared to my current hovel.
Dave buzzed me in and I went up in the lift to the 9th floor. Dave met me at the lift and we shook hands, he was about 50 and a huge man, at least 6'4 and built like a brick shithouse. We walked through the apartment, it was immaculate and really nicely decorated. So this would be your room he said, opening a door right at the end of the corridor. It was perfect, nice big memory foam mattress on a wooden framed bed, plenty of storage, lots of light, and a gorgeous en suite with walk in shower.
'So I'm at the other end of the apartment, then it's the lounge/kitchen, then next to your room is Lily's.'
The set up was perfect, Dave's room was so far away from mine it might as well be in another apartment, I would imagine he never even came down this corridor.
'Dave this looks perfect, I would love to take it'
We shook hands and worked out the finer details of the move in dates and deposit.
Two long weeks later I was hot and sweaty carrying cardboard boxes from a rented van into the building. I had taken great pleasure leaving my apartment for the last time, knowing I was moving on to bigger and better things. Dave kindly helped me move the bigger boxes into the lift, and we shared a lift journey heavily breathing.
'Oh Lily's here, so you can meet her' he said as the lift pinged, announcing our arrival at the 9th floor. We started shifting the boxes from the lift to the apartment as I tussled my hair to keep the sweat out of my eyes.
There was a noise from the corridor behind me and I turned to see who I could only imagine was Lily. She was the definition of cute, about 5'2, very petite, wearing gym gear. Her face was so pretty, little elf like features with bright green eyes, and dark wavy hair.
I tried to play it cool by going for a word half way between 'Hey' and 'Hello'... 'Heylo'. Silently cursing myself I composed myself and said 'you must be Lily'.