[Fiction] Right down the hall

[Sexualobster]

Hey guys!

This is my second story on this website. I decided to start with a new one as the other one seemed to attract a smaller audience. I've been playing around with this story a bit in my head and wondering what you all would think of it. Leave a comment if you like it, because then I know to continue.


James

I first saw her in the kitchen. I live in a dorm where everyone has their own room but up to 10 people share a kitchen. Now when I first moved here for University, the kitchen was the last place i'd expected to meet a girl I would fall for, so quickly and by such a large degree.

I was cooking a pot of instant pasta when she walked in. I was sitting down playing a puzzle game on my phone when she walked in with tight jeans, a small white tank top and a small microwaveable pizza in her hand.

"Hi." she said casually.
"Hey." I replied.

Growing up in a modern society as a male with a lawyer for a father, I was trained to approach every situation with a poker face. Don't let the enemy get the upper hand by knowing how you feel. In this situation it was pure infatuation. She was gorgeous in a really cute way.

I casually stood up to check on the pasta while eyeing her from behind, trying to soak up as much information as I could before I reached the boiling pot. She was at a counter, unwrapping the frozen pizza from the plastic wrapping, the cardboard already strewn aside. She was equally stunning from behind. I know the thigh gap isn't something that should be focused on, but it sure as hell emphasized her beautiful ass.

I reached the pot and didn't look at her. Stew the pasta, ensure none of the pasta gets stuck to the pot and burnt. Boil for another 8 or so minutes... yes..

"You new here?" I casually ask, only turning to look at her after finishing the sentence. Just a casual conversation. Nothing special.
"Uh not really. I moved in about 2 months ago."
"2 months! I haven't seen you here before though."
"Yeah I don't cook much." she said with a little giggle. I gave a smile and went back to my seat. Be cool James.

She walked towards the door and left. Shit.

A few days later I approached her in the hallway by chance and spontaneously asked if she would like to cook something together in the kitchen. It's always awfully quiet in there and I could use a cooking partner. She agreed quite gleefully which was a great sign. She took the cool card and most probably doesn't think i'm a creep. Probably. Right?

A few days turned into a few months and we cooked together quite a few times after that. I got to know her, her interests and her food taste. I was the head chef for the most part so she was constantly standing by to receive my instructions, chop the onions, cut the parsley. That sort of thing.

We started getting closer and our 'Hi's became 'Hey!'s and our stiffness became playful.

"Hey grab that frying pan for me."
"Aye aye sir!" she said with a semi-serious face and a salute followed by a giggle.
"Don't stand there with a salute! On the double shipmate!"

We got pretty close. But she was pretty shy. I was too. While we became pretty good friends, we never really got close physically. It was always slightly awkward between the two of us and, if she was into me, she clearly wasn't making the first move, and I didn't want to ruin the friendship by trying.

As more people moved in to the dorm, they automatically assumed we were dating. It was usually followed by a synchronised "Oh no no... no we're not dating..." from the both of us. I was always thinking of how to move to the next step but it always seemed to end up just being another cooking session. This was until we decided to make the Caesar salad.

For Caesar salad, you ideally need a salad, some cooked chicken and BACON slices. The bacon slices need to be chopped into pieces after being fried in a pan. The pan, after cooking enough bacon, is usually covered in oil. On this day she had been in charge of the bacon.

I had my back turned to her while I was slicing the cooked chicken into strips.

"AGHHHHH!" I heard a blood curdling scream from behind. I turned around instantly in surprise to see her clutching the bottom of her shirt and pulling it as far away from her stomach as possible.
"What happened?!" I asked in earnest concern.
"I spilled oil on my shirt. It burnt me!" she said in agony, staring down at the stain on her shirt.

"AH!" she said once more as a bit of the oil touched her skin. The oil seemed to be spreading slightly. She tried pulling the shirt away a bit further but it was already stretched to it's fullest potential. She attempted to reach for the napkin I was offering her.

"Ah! AH!" she yelled once again as more oil kept touching her skin. She immediately brought back both hands down to her shirt. She hesitated for a moment as pulled her shirt in a different direction. She uttered a smaller 'ah' as more oil touched her skin before she decided to act quickly.

Rosy

The oil was burning my skin by the second and I didn't have time to run back to my room. I decided that I needed to get rid of this burning hole on my shirt and pulled my white top over my head, making sure to avoid touching the oil to my head. As I pulled the top over my head, I remembered that James was standing right there. It hadn't occurred to me up until halfway through my shirt evacuation that James was still there.

As I pulled my shirt above my chest, I exposed my red lace bra straight at him and the first thing I see him looking at are my breasts. As soon as my entire shirt came off, he raised his eyes back to my face and then looked away slightly.

I blushed and turned to an angle to cover my frame a little. I liked James. I just didn't know if he liked me and I was terribly embarrassed to be standing here topless in front of him.

James

She was wearing short shorts today and now she was topless. She was essentially in her bra and panties by this point. At first glance I noticed how fit she was. Her legs were long and slender, her breasts were a full B cup which filled her red laced bra PERFECTLY and her entire frame was absolutely gorgeous.

"Waw" I muttered after glancing away.
Waw? Really James?
"Sorry. I uh... I didn't mean to-"
"No it's ok. You can look." she whispered. I slowly raised my eyes up her legs and reached her eyes. I used to watch a show called "Lie to me" and they talked about micro expressions. Faint, almost unnoticeable, split second shows of emotion that are very difficult to suppress. And I swear on the hair on my head, that, for a split second, she smirked.

[Frazi3r]

I love this story so far. Please keep going.

[Sexualobster]

Thanks Frazi3r! Keep the comments coming!

Rosy

I've wanted to be naked in front of James for a long time now so this just felt like the perfect excuse. I didn't mean to pour scalding oil on myself but when life gives you lemons...

It felt like an eternity standing there. I was squeezing my arms together and holding my arms in front of my stomach trying to make myself smaller in this big room but ended up inadvertently squeezing my breasts together making them even more exaggerated. I looked up at him and looked down every so often. My face felt hot and my heart rate was beating extremely quickly. Why wasn't he saying anything?

"You better go change." he mentioned eventually.
"Y-Yeah. I um, where's my key?" I asked right before it hit me that it was in my shirt pocket. I had one of those tank tops with the pocket right underneath my breast and our building uses keycards rather than actual keys. I hopped over really quickly to my shirt and carefully lifted the crumbled heap to find the pocket.

The oil had not landed on the pocket, but in my haste to throw the shirt aside, the oil had been left to sit on top of said pocket.

"Shit!" I whispered.
"What's wrong?" James asked.
"I- it might be nothing but my card might have been burnt by the oil."


"I'm gonna go check." I said as I walked towards the kitchen door before stopping in my tracks. I can't go out like this.

"Hey could you look to see if anyone is outside first?" I asked James.
"Yeah. Yeah sure." James answered, walking towards the door, still eyeing my body now and again.

Anja

Microwave for 5 minutes? How the hell can anything go from Frozen to cooked in 5 minutes?

I walked over to the kitchen, checking to see if I still had my key card in my pocket. The doors auto-lock when you close them so you have to bring your key card with you or wait until the caretaker comes back the next day to open the door for you.

As I approached the door I saw James open and looked left into the hallway. He hadn't seen me yet but I kept approaching. James was cute and he had a body that I wanted to climb on top but my boyfriend would kill him and then maybe me. Maybe someday.

I was about 2 feet from James when he looked right and saw me. He jumped a little and began stuttering.

"Oh hey Anja, you coming to cook something?"

James

"Heyyy James. Am I not allowed in?" she asked playfully. Anja was hot. No doubt about that. She had quite a foreign look to her, dark hair and Persian eyes although she wasn't Persian. I didn't know where she was from but she wore eyeliner in the most subtle way to make me adjust myself sometimes.

She was one of the main frontiersman that pushed the idea of Rosy and I being a couple. At least she was one of the first. And if she saw Rosy topless in the kitchen with me, I would never hear the end of it.

"Uh no yeah, I mean I really smoked up the kitchen. Y-You should really not come in here. For your health's sa-" I stumbled with words as she never broke pace. She walked into me and brushed me aside looking curiously in. She knew I was trying to hide something. She was smiling a mischievous smile and when she saw Rosy she stopped. A micro expression once again. But this time of... excitement?

[Sexualobster]

Anja

Holy shit what? We're they just fucking? No they would have to be a bit more naked for that. What was going on here? And how can I exploit this.

"Well. That certainly confirms what I have always suspected." I said out loud with pure glee.

"It's not what you think Anja." James said, slightly dejected. He wishes it was.

"I spilled some oil on my shirt and I had to take it off." Rosy said. She had her back turned to me as soon as I walked in. She was standing face forward, putting her breasts on a catwalk for James when I walked in, but turns away as soon as I arrive?

"Uh huh. And then decided, i'll just stay like this?" I asked mockingly.
"No of course not! I was literally about to go change." She answered in defense.
"Is that why James went to check the hallway? So that you two could get your freak on?" I asked once more playfully.
"No-!" Rosy yelled once more before I interrupted once again.

"Hey, it's none of my business. I just wanted to microwave some food, but i'll come back later and let you two get on with it." I said with a wink as I turned away.

Remember what I said about exploiting this situation? Well James clearly had a thing for Rosy and this was reinforced by the fact that as I interrogated Rosy, he had slowly moved backwards to her side. To protect her. He was nearly standing next to her and she had shifted sideways while talking to me.

As I turned around, I secretly pulled out my phone and turned to the camera.

"I'll just be on my way then." I said absentmindedly. As soon as the camera finished loading I spun around, and snapped a photo of the lovely couple.

Rosy

"HEY WHAT THE HELL!" I screamed. Did she seriously just take a picture of me?

"I wonder what the house master will think of this? Fornication in the kitchen. My my." Anja said evilly. She had the biggest shit eating grin on her face.
"He would never believe you!" James yelled. He didn't sound too genuine though.
"You want to take that risk?" Anja replied, still as smug as ever.

"What do you mean risk? What are we risking?" I asked confrontationally. She was NOT going to blackmail ME.


"Listen, I will put this camera phone down, on the counter away from me. That way I can't take any pictures. I want you to take off that bra Mrs. Rosy, then I will hand my phone to you and you can delete the picture yourself." Anja finally answered.

James

Rosy had the biggest look of shock on her face. She was holding her shoulders, covering up her body as much as she could.

"Come on girl. Let James finally see what he has always dreamt about." she added. I was switching my view from Anja to Rosy and back to Anja. I looked at Rosy again when our gazes met. We both quickly broke off and looked away from each other.

Anja, still looking smug as ever, was clearly enjoying this.

"Anja come on, it's not what you think-" I tried to say defensively.
"Put the phone on the counter." Rosy said defeated.
"Rosy you don't have to do thi-"
"It's fine James." Rosy answered.

"Ooooh this is getting saucey isn't it James?" Anja said happily. She sounded super excited. Almost overly so. Anja walked over to the counter and placed her phone down before walking back towards the door.

"Alright! Off with it! James I want you to look straight at them. No looking away now." Anja instructed.
"Oh come on An-" I said before being interrupted by Rosy's gaze. She was just going to go through with it.

"Let's just do it James." Rosy said, looking around the floor. She reached behind her back and her bra went slack. She raised her right hand to her left shoulder and slowly pulled off the strap. She then did the same with her left hand and slowly pulled off her bra at the cups. There they were. I was utterly embarrassed at having to do this and couldn't imagine what Rosy was feeling.

But they were amazing. Perfectly spherical, accentuated from her chest, complimented by her gorgeous form. I kept staring at them but had completely forgotten about Anja's instructions. I was staring on my own will. Rosy was looking away, her face a shade of red as she stared out the window. Her eyes closed, biting her lip in shame.

*snap* That can't be? Her phone is still on the counter?

We both turned to look at Anja, who was holding another camera in her hands.

[Frazi3r]

The way this story is written is amazing. I love all of the different perspectives. Please keep going with this.

[issabella]

great story really good keep ot going!!

[kmacroxs]

Going great so far. Please continue writing.

[Sexualobster]

Thanks for the comments you 3! You don't find the constantly changing perspectives confusing?


James

"How is that possible?!" I yelled at Anja. Rosy quickly turned away covering her chest once more.

Anja had an even more smug look on her face than before. She couldn't possibly be grinning anymore. It was the face of someone who's plan just went through perfectly.

"It is by complete chance that I happened to have my camera on me as well, and what luck right!" Anja answered ecstatically.

"We did what you said Anja! Delete the pictures!" Rosy finally exclaimed, spewing hate from her mouth.

"Yes that is true. Here you are free to delete the picture from my phone." Anja said, walking towards us with the phone in her outstretched hand, still the biggest grin on her face.
"And your camera too!" Rosy ordered.
"The camera wasn't part of the deal. You'll have to do something else for the camera."
"NO! Enough games Anja! This is serious. We could get kicked out of this dorm if those pictures leak!" Rosy yelled once more. She was hating every minute of this and she was clenching her shoulders harder than humanly possible. It didn't cover up anymore of her chest than if she was holding her shoulders lightly.

Every time Rosy said something, I would turn to look at her but also take the opportunity to glance at her figure. Her arms were covering her breasts but she still had a magnificent side boob and her figure went straight and smooth to the ground.

"Then you better not let these pictures leak." Anja said with a smile.

Anja

Oh how fun! Oh how exciting...

"This is a new camera actually. I bought it a few months ago. It's got WiFi capabilities! How crazy is that! It even has this 'sync' button which backs up every picture in this camera to my cloud. Do you know what a cloud is? It's an online storage that is kept in some server halfway across the world. Which means that if I press it, deleting the copy on this camera will not delete it forever. Do you understand what I am saying?"

Rosy

I hate you. I hate you so much Anja.

"What do you want then!?" I screamed.
"Lower that voice or I will click this button right here, right now." Anja said, pulling the camera away from us, her face dead serious.
"What. Do you want. Anja." I said in a lower tone.

The door opened and Garin from room 303 walked in, stopped at the door, looked at all 3 of us and left his eyes on me.

Garin

What

Rosy

Garin's eyes were looking at me but it was quite a blank stare. He wasn't checking me out, more like processing what is happening.

"Ooook." Garin said, before he turned around and closed the door.
"Can I put on my bra now?" I eventually said after a few seconds of silence.
"Nope." Anja answered, still looking at the door, where Garin was a few seconds ago.

*She has a Nikon SJ3500. She isn't bluffing.* James whispered to me. I got a sick feeling in my stomach that was telling me this wasn't going to end soon. I decided that there was no point covering my breasts at this point. I dropped my hands to my waist. Looking like a dissapointed mother.

"Ah you're thinking ahead of me. Yes pull down those shorts. You won't be needing them." Anja said turning her head back towards our direction.

FUCK

I knew this wasn't going to end but I was hoping that James just had to suck on my nipple or something. I angrily, and without delay, unzipped my shorts and pulled them down, revealing my red panties. I resumed my, hands on hip stance, with an irritated look on my face.

"What now?" I asked angrily.
"Panties too." Anja answered.
"Come on."

Anja just continued smiling at me. I made a huff and grabbed my panties and was about to pull them down before I hesitated. James was standing right there. I decided that I wasn't going to get out of this so I pulled my panties down anyway. I kicked the panties to the side where my clothes were now stacked in a messy pile. I didn't try to hide it, I stood with my legs apart trying to feint confidence while in actuality, my heart was beating at 200bpm. I was petrified but I didn't want Anja to see it.

"You've got a great body Rosy, have I ever told you that?" Anja said. I squinted my eyes and faked a smile.

"Alright off you go. You may go back to your room now."
"Thank you." I said, squinting another fake smile, while I walked over to my clothes to collect them.
"No no. Leave those here. Just take your key."

[issabella]

good story keep it going!!!!!!!!!