"Sure, I'll pop over. I'll be there in a few minutes," you say.
"Great. Well, I'm getting back in the bath until you get here. I'm dripping water everywhere and could REALLY do with soaking in my bath before it goes cold. See you soon."
You hang up and head for the nearest train station. After ten minutes, you get out at Elephant and Castle and head toward Louise's studio flat. Elephant and Castle is not pretty to look at, but it's cheap and it's easy to get to central London from there. Louise has lived here for around five years, occasionally moving out to be with whichever partner she was with at the time, but always ending up back in the same area.
You mount the stairs toward Louise's door and knock. A few seconds pass, and the door is opened. Louise is standing in front of you, clutching the large white towel wrapped around her, which hangs half-way down her thighs. Her long, dark hair hangs in heavy, wet ropes around her shoulders.
"Sorry, I may have dozed off a bit in the bath!"
"That's OK. Want me to come back later?"
"No, don't be silly. You're here now. Sit down, I'll put the kettle on." You take a seat on her large corner sofa, and Louise walks over to the kitchenette to prepare tea. You don't really fancy tea, but you doubt she has any fresh human blood in her fridge.
Louise walks across the living area toward her bedroom. "I'll just get myself sorted out a bit while we wait for the kettle to boil," she says over her shoulder as she slips through her bedroom door.
You stare around the room as you wait for her, admiring the various sculputres of African animals and Indian tapestries Louise has collected throughout her many travels to far off lands. Suddenly, your eyes stop on the doorway she just slipped through. The door is half open, and you realise that if yoiu lean back slightly on the sofa, you can see Louise, standing naked and facing toward you. She has unravelled the towel from around her waist and is leaning forward to dry her hair with it. As she vigourously rubs her head, her naked tits jiggle hypnotically. Her pussy is topped by a thick mat of jet-black pubes. Your cock starts to harden.
Louise pulls the towel off of her head and dries her body. She rubs it across her tits, down her long legs and then back up, spending more than a few seconds drying her pussy. Suddenly, she looks up, and you immdeiately glance away. For a split second you are sure that your eyes meet. |