It was Saturday night and I was home alone working on my dissertation. I had a roommate named Robbie—some obnoxious undergraduate that I had ill-fatedly agreed to sublet my spare bedroom to—but he wasn't home. Probably out partying like the rest of the campus.
I, on the other hand, had a deadline to contend with. I had a few glasses of bourbon as I worked, but I was all business. At around 12:30 am, I was just about to turn in for the night when I heard Robbie's keys jingling at the door.
The door swung open violently and Robbie stumbled in drunkenly, nearly tripping over the hallway carpet. He had company; a cute Asian girl followed him in, giggling at his clumsiness. God, did she look good...
I know it probably makes me sound like a dinosaur—but when I was an undergrad, girls did not dress like they do now. Robbie's date had on a pair of tiny black leather shorts that barely covered half of her ass. Her shirt—if you want to call it that—was a cut-off tank-top that showed off her toned stomach and came down just past her perky breasts. In fact, I could see enough of the underside of her big tits to know that she was definitively not wearing a bra.
"Oh hey bro," Robbie slurred as he finally noticed me. "Right in there," he said to his date, directing her into his bedroom. He gave her a playful pat on her perfect ass. "I'll be right there," he said winking.
"Mmm, don't be too long or I'll start without you," she said smiling.
Robbie chuckled as she closed the door to his bedroom behind her. "Yo, dude, this girl is so DTF," he said as he stumbled past me on the couch and headed towards the bathroom.
"Nice," I said politely. I was hip enough to at least grasp Robbie's 'down to fuck' reference.
Robbie rumbled into the bathroom, not bothering to close the door. I heard him start to take a piss. I gathered up my work and put it on the kitchen table. I was just getting a glass a water from the kitchen when, all of a sudden I heard a loud crash.
"Robbie?" I called out, but there was no response. "Rob?"
I walked carefully down the hallway to the bathroom. There, I found Robbie passed out on his back. He had clearly fallen over mid-piss, because his dick was still hanging out of his fly and there was a noticeable wet spot on the front of his jeans.
"Um, Robbie," I said. "Robbie, you ok?" I said a little louder. Still, he remained dead to the world.
I knew he was drunk when he came in, but he didn't seem this wasted, so I started to worry that maybe he had hit his head when he fell. I moved closer to him and slapped his cheek. "Robbie, wake up!"
Robbie's eyes fluttered open with a look of confusion. "Bro, I'm sleeping, leave me alone dork," he muttered, as he swatted away my hands. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
I looked at the bathroom floor and noticed that Robbie had pissed there as well. "Just great," I said to myself. I bundled a bunch of toilet paper into a ball and dropped it on top of the small puddle to absorb the mess. I left him there to clean it up in the morning, and headed towards his room to tell his date that Robbie was going to need a rain check.
I held my ear up to his door and knocked softly... There was no response. I knocked louder, but still there was no response, so I turned the knob and slowly opened the door.
The bedroom was dark, but the light from the hallway illuminated Robbie's bed like a spot light. And there she was, completely ass naked with her legs spread as she played with her pussy completely unabashed.
"What took you so long," she said lustfully. "I told you I would start without you."
The back-lighting from the hallway must have prevented her from seeing my face—or else she was just as drunk as Robbie. She certainly didn't try to cover up, leaving me to admire her sexy body as she continued to spread her pussy and toy with her clit.
Her tits were even bigger than they appeared under her shirt—probably 34dd's with dark brown nips that were stiff with excitement. My gaze filtered down across her toned stomach and down to the neatly trimmed triangular-shaped furl of black pubic hair adorning her glistening nineteen year old pussy.
"Well, don't just stand there," she said, breaking my trance.
"Hey, no, sorry, um, there's been an accident..." I started to explain the situation with Robbie, but she immediately cut me off.
