I think word of my [previous experience](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/izy6g1/i_22f_got_fucked_by_a_younger_stranger_m_in_a/) with a younger man has spread through our small town. I got home from a run and my brother was chilling in our living room with some of our friends. As soon as I walked in, they all stared at me like I’m a Victoria’s Secret angel or something. For the record, I don’t dress up when I go running, just a regular t-shirt and running shorts, so there’s not much to stare at. I said hi, and went upstairs to shower.
I came out of the shower wrapped in a towel and went to my room to pick out an outfit for a brunch with the girls. I do dress up for brunches, you never know who you’re gonna meet on the way. Taking off my fourth summer dress, I was standing there in just my panties when the door to my room opened. I turned around and one of the guys from downstairs was there. I grabbed the dress I just took off and put in front of me to cover my tits. “I think you’re in the wrong room”, I said panicky. He smiled and said “No, I’m right where I should be” and gave me the come here sign with his finger. That’s when I got a look at him. Tall, muscular, wearing a tight shirt and jeans so tight they looked like leggings, bulging in all the right places (if you know what I mean), and the right arm covered in a tattoo, almost a full sleeve. My type.