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“It’s a place to lay my head. I have no idea what I was thinking when I purchased something so big. This place is quite large, and all I’ve seen is the bedroom, kitchen, and living area.”
He gave me a weak smile. “I can show you around. I have my crowning jewel on the lower level. Want to see?”
I got off the tan leather upholstered swivel stool I was sitting on and went to him.
Austin reached down and popped the buttons on my jacket. “Take this off and unbutton your shirt a little. You look so uptight, but I know different.”
He helped me take off my jacket and threw it on the barstool. I opened two buttons near my neck, and he opened two more to the middle of my chest. I knew where this might lead, but I let him anyway. He led me to a door in the corner of the kitchen and down a winding set of tan carpeted stairs.
At the bottom was everything that makes up a man cave. A curved bar with the same granite as the kitchen. A large flat screen television mounted on the wall in front of an oversized brown leather sectional. In the middle of the room sat a green felt pool table with ornately carved wooden feet. A door led to a separate media room with a viewing screen and ten oversized leather chairs which matched the sectional in the other room.
“Typical bachelor pad,” I chided.
“I rarely have anyone over to hang out. Sometimes a few professors come to play cards, but that’s about it.”
I looked out the sliding glass door at a patio with a fire pit, pool, and brown wicker furniture with comfortable looking brown cushions.
Austin read my mind as I wondered about the rest of the house. “I have a patio outside my bedroom and a terrace at the top of the house that I call the gun turret. I like to sit up there at night and look at the lights of the city down below the hills.”
I gestured to the pool. “Is that where you learned to swim like a fish?”
“I do laps several times a week. Would you like to go swimming?”
“I don’t have a bathing suit with me.”
“You don’t need one. The pool is secluded.”
“Maybe later.”
Austin fingered my skirt. “You should get comfortable. You can’t be comfortable in that suit of yours.”
“I’m perfectly fine in this. It sounds like you want to get me naked.”
He smiled. “More than you know.”
I started to feel throbbing between my legs, and I was sure my core was starting to flood. I wanted him to fuck me, but this was becoming a thing between us. I would meet him with the plan not to have sex, and the moment I got near him; I became weak. He was my drug, and I needed a fix soon.
“Do you have a shirt I can wear? Maybe a t-shirt? How about the one you’re not wearing.”
Austin raised his eyebrows. “Is that a joke?”
I smirked. “Yes, it is.”
He took me up to his bedroom and into a closet which could rival mine. He went to the island in the middle and began to open drawers until he found a light blue tank top that looked like it was too small for him.
“This will be big, but it’s a little too small for me.”
He handed it to me and leaned against the counter.
I stared at him. “Do you mind? I’d like to change.”
“What about your skirt?”
“What about it? I doubt you have a pair of shorts that would be close to fitting.”
“How about a pair of boxers? Women wear them.”
“How about I just keep on my skirt?”
