My office actually occupies what would be the family room. It gives me easy access to the kitchen, which I can see from my desk, and the bathroom. I also have a clear view down the hall to the room of our new house guest. I really didn’t plan it that way, but if the door is open I can see partly into the room. The living room, with the TV and stereo, is out the other side of the kitchen through a doorway so it is separate from my office. With just the 2 of us here and Josh usually gone working or playing anyway it’s worked out great.
I’m not too sure how it will be with another person here yet, and such a distracting one at that! I’ve tried to reassure myself that I am perfectly safe, since I am old enough to be her father. I have always understood that the idea of a fling, or whatever they call it these days, with an old guy, I’m 47, is considered as ‘gross’ by most young girls. I do work out and I think I look pretty good for my age. I’m not overweight or bald or anything, but still…
While I sit here contemplating I can hear Tina moving around in her room. I can’t seem to get the vision of her panties out of my head. As I look down the hall here she comes out of her room and heading for the kitchen. She has to walk past me, of course, to get there. She is still wearing the same dress and is barefooted. As she goes into the kitchen the sunlight coming through the window seems to evaporate the dress. She has obviously removed her bra and panties, the sheerness of the dress not hiding anything as she stands in the sunlight. “Where are the glasses?” she asks. She acts totally oblivious! I point at the cupboard and then watch as she stretches to reach one, the sun beautifully highlighting every curve of her body, even the color of her nipples showing through the material of her dress. As she turns even the little patch of hair on her mound becomes visible for a moment. I am way too old to believe she doesn’t have at least some idea of what she is doing to me. I’m glad to be safely behind my desk where she can’t see the huge lump in my pants. One of the great things about working at home is you can wear whatever is comfortable. Today I’m wearing my normal work clothes. A t-shirt and a pair of light grey cotton pajama bottoms cut off to about boxer short length. There is one button holding the fly closed and right now it is barely doing its’ job!
Tina has poured herself a glass of water and is standing there in front of the window as she drinks it. I am having a losing battle with my eyes to stop staring. As she turns back towards me I quickly pretend to study something on the computer screen. “Is it OK if I take a shower and watch some TV, or will that bother you?” she asks. “No problem. I’m done for the day, for the most part. Just make yourself at home.” I reply. “Do you have class tonight?” I ask. “Oh no, I don’t even start classes until next week,” she says as she saunters back towards her room. Well, I didn’t see that coming.
While she’s in the shower Josh calls. Just letting me know he will be staying with friends tonight. You’ve gotta be kidding me!
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