Meeting James - Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Meeting James - Chapter Two

... spent the last year and a half trying to figure out how to take care of myself while being away from my parents. It was a strange feeling having someone look after me again. He used his key card to open the door to the suite and we stepped inside the great room. The shades on the panoramic windows were open and I looked out, seeing the view of the Las Vegas strip at dusk, was truly magical I thought. James’ voice broke me out of my trance. “So this is the mysterious package that your roommate delivered to the front desk,” he said smiling. I gave him a playful look, “Yes, those are the bomb making materials that she brought me.” He laughed as he walked into the master bedroom, “Smart ass,” I heard him say as he entered the bathroom. I looked in his direction and smiled as I unzipped my backpack and saw my books and laptop. I owe Rachel big time for this I thought. I heard the toilet flush and moments later James walked back into the great room. “I have some reports I need to look over before we go out this evening. That should give you plenty of time to get your school work done.” “That would be great,” I said. “I have to finish a paper for my finance class that meets on Monday,” I told him, as I pulled out my laptop and powered it on. “Well, before you get started on your paper Hemingway, you might want to take a look at what’s on the bed,” he said, looking over at me smiling. Perplexed, I walked into the master bedroom and my jaw dropped open. On the bed there were ten ...

... Victoria’s Secret bags lined up in a row. I looked inside the bags and started pulling out clothes. The first few bags were filled with dresses, skirts and tops. Some of the clothing was more formal, things I could wear on a nice evening out. I counted five very short, sexy cocktail dresses that I couldn’t wait to try on. Other articles of clothing were more casual: jean skirts, T-shirts, and hoodies, perfect for wearing to class I thought. The next two bags were filled with various articles of lingerie. I marveled at the assortment of bras, panties, and thongs, ranging from plain cotton, to very racy lace and silk, in a multitude of colors. Looking through the next bag, I pulled out more lingerie: teddies, slips, corsets, and baby doll nighties, all in different colors. Someone was thinking of himself when he bought this, I thought smiling. The next bag was filled with workout clothes: various types of shorts, several different colors of yoga pants, tank tops, and three packages of gym socks. The next bag was filled with various types of shoes: three pairs of tennis shoes, several pairs of casual sandals, and four pairs of heels I could wear in the evening. The last bag was filled with three pairs of short Ugg boots, in different colors. As I continued to look through the clothes I noticed James behind me at the door smiling. I thought to myself that I must have looked like a child at Christmas. I turned to look at him smiling, “Thank you so much James,” I said sincerely. “You’re ...