Homeomorphism - Step 01 - Sex Stories

Homeomorphism - Step 01

... That she couldn't stop thinking about her? That she wanted to be...touched?

No. No touching until Tuesday.

Unless...unless I don't cum...

No. None.

Hayley walked nervously to the front door, almost stumbling as though it were her first time in heels. The door seemed so large before her, almost daunting. With a shaky hand, she knocked quietly.

No response.

She knocked again, louder this time.

Still nothing.

Maybe she's not home.

Hayley was almost relieved at the thought. She thought about just turning around and going home, but she couldn't help herself from peering through the side window just in case. Through the tiny slits between the blinds, she could see that the TV was on.

Hayley knocked a third time, as loud as she could, feeling embarrassed. A small shriek down the road caught her attention, and Hayley was suddenly reminded that it was Halloween. Kids were out trick or treating. Charlotte probably thought she was one of them.

Hayley wriggled her phone free from her skirt to give Charlotte another call, praying she would pick up.

She didn't.

Fuck. That's it. I should just go home. I should just-

"Charlotte." Hayley was knocking on the door again, not even realizing she had started. Her voice was shaky and afraid. "Charlotte it's...it's me..."

Through the two-inch-thick piece of wood before her, Hayley could hear a sudden clamor. She stepped away from the door fearfully, afraid it may blow up in her face.

In a sense, it ...

... did.

The door flung open forcefully and Hayley was greeted by a disheveled and manic Avery on the other side. She was only there for a moment before an invisible hand Hayley could only assume belonged to Charlotte yanked her away.

"I knew it!" Avery shouted as she was tacked to the ground. At least, that's what Hayley assumed was happening. Through the darkness of the living room, all Hayley could make out were frantic grunts and scuffles.

Charlotte peeked her head out from behind the door several moments later, after presumably subduing her curious friend. She looked just as disheveled as Avery, an apologetic smile on her face.

"Hey," she said, catching her breath, "What's going on?"

"Um...n- nothing. I just...I..." Hayley wasn't sure what to say, taking a nervous step back.

"Hey, come inside," Charlotte said quietly, her expression turning concerned as she ushered Hayley in with an outstretched hand.

Hayley wanted to run away and hide. Bury herself beneath her covers where she could fall asleep and wake up eight hours later to find that this had just been a dream. But the only way her body would move was forwards. Stiffly, fearfully, she stepped inside. She couldn't bring herself to look, but in her periphery, she could make out the undeniable shape of somebody sitting on the floor to her right.

A cold hand tugged Hayley in the opposite direction, leading her quickly to Charlotte's bedroom.

"Is everything okay?" Charlotte asked.

Hayley managed a ...