My college roommate and I have been best friends forever. That made things really easy getting through four years of college living together. I have seen and heard horrible roommate stories and was very glad we had no drama and respected each other enough to make it work. We had a pretty strict “no overnight guest” policy but when her younger brother Patrick wanted to visit during his college spring break, I didn’t really have an issue. I have known him forever as well and knew he was quiet and a bit shy and wouldn’t stay out all night or get involved in other things that would disrupt our pretty intense senior year.
He took an uber from the airport and was at our place when I got out of my last class. I hadn’t seen him in a while and to my surprise he looked all grown up. My roommate told me he was playing Lacrosse and swimming and while he definitely seemed stronger and taller he still was a bit shy and seemed a little down.
After our initial greetings he and my roommate caught up while I dove back into the books.
Thankfully the next morning I had a late class. My roommate and I varied our schedules so we could have some time alone in our tiny apartment so she was already gone. As usual I groggily walked to the kitchen with an old boyfriends long t-shirt on, no bra, and panties that the t-shirt mostly covered.
I tried to be quiet so I wouldn’t wake our guest but as I was making coffee he started to rouse from the couch. He sat up shirtless and still had the blanket covering his boxers as I said I was sorry for waking him up. I asked him if we wanted some coffee and he nodded so I brought a cup over and sat next to him on the couch.
I didn’t get to talk to him much when he arrived so I asked him how things were going at college and why he decided to come here for spring break and not go somewhere with his friends. He said he had just broken up with his girlfriend and it would be too hard to hang out with their mutual group of friends. I said that sucks and I told him I was sorry.
As he was telling me about the break up I could see he was trying not to let his eyes wander to my outfit. It was kind of cute watching him not try to look at my tits, particularly the way my loose t-shirt would fall when I would reach for my coffee on the table. He was upset about the break up so I thought what’s the harm in letting him have a little peek if it makes him feel better.
As we talked he became a little more bold in letting his eyes run up and down my body. I could also see a bulge starting to grow under the blanket he was still using to cover his boxer shorts. This started as a tease but now I was starting to get turned on a bit.
I put my hand on his leg and said that he was very cute and would have no trouble finding another girlfriend very soon. He said thanks and I could see the bulge growing a bit bigger.
I said that he needs to just get back on the horse and keep moving forward and suggested that he go out that night and get back into the game.