Part two, The Storm  

jacecan2 40M
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1/17/2006 5:07 am

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Part two, The Storm


Now that I knew my guests name I felt just a little more comfortable, and I hoped she felt more comfortable also. As I turned back around to face my guest, I saw her bent over toweling off her hair, and I notice that her shirt had ridden up in the back revealing that she wore a pink thong. I had to remember that I wanted her to feel comfortable and staring I'm sure wasn't going to do that. "So Amy, I have some dry clothes, don't know how well they'll fit, but at least they are warm and dry." She looked back out the door to where she had left her vechicle, and said "I don't know, hopefully it won't be all that long before the towing company can get here. Just let me finish with them, then I'll have a better idea of how long I'll be here for." "Okay, just let me know, I'll be in the other room ok." It was hard for me to walk out of the kitchen with her in there, for one, I don't trust strangers, and for two, I so badly wanted to see her take off that sweat top. I could hear her talking on the phone, it seemed like an hour had gone by, but in reality it had only been fifteen minutes, and toward the end of it I could hear the frustration in her voice. "Hey Jace," she called from the kitchen. "Yeah, what's up" I responded from the livingroom. "It looks like I am going to be here for a while, unless you would prefer me to wait with my car." "Why, how long did they say?" "It could be up to about 4 hours." "Do you want those clothes I offered?" Knowing damn well what I wanted to give her to wear, I smiled. "Sure" she said, kind of sounding unsure of herself. I went into the bedroom and grabbed a pair of sweats and a flannel button up shirt. She saw what I had brought out and laughed, at first I was afraid I had screwed up, but then saw she was truelly amused by my selection. "You do realize that when I put on the flannel, I'm basically going to disappear, right." "Hey, it's what I got." Knowing well the height difference, I also knew that I had a thing for chicks wearing oversized flannels. She took the clothes and went to the bathroom to change into them, while she was in there I made us both a cup of coffee and waited. Thankfully my wait was not long, she came out with her damp hair hanging off to one side and the flannel buttoned with the top two left undone, I was amazed at how hot she was. She raised an eyebrow and smiled, "you like what you see I take it" It was like a verbal shaking, "Sorry Amy, didn't mean to stare, you just look great in that flannel. Um, hope you like cream and sugar in your coffee." I stuttered out as my face grew hot, and more than likely red. She laughed, but seemed to relax more with me being red in the face. "That is fine, so do you have cable or anything. I could use a relaxing time in front of the tube right about now." This made my smile return, "No cable, but do have a ton of movies, feel free to pick one out." As she was walking out of the kitchen I noticed for the first time, she had opted not to wear the sweats, although my flannel did go to a little past her knees, it still caused the blood to pump a little harder creating a stirring in my groin. I quickly turned towards the sink, and in the process of that knocked over something on the counter, Amy turned and saw me trying to act naturally. I think she had an idea of what she was doing, because I saw a very minute smile and thoughtful look before she fully left the kitchen.

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