Unexpected Changes-My Junior Year Part 6 - Sex Stories

Unexpected Changes-My Junior Year Part 6

... there was a stain. “Shit, I’m sorry.” I automatically said. “That’s fine. I’ll just go change.” She replied, grabbing some tissue and wiping her shirt. As she walked away she removed her shirt. I couldn’t see her nipples, but I could see her large boobs lightly bouncing as she walked away. My dick wasn’t getting hard – must have had been because of earlier. Erika came back wearing another t-shirt which was just as tight and revealing. I continued the movie and we watched it together. This time I was very careful not to laugh too hard. When the movie was done, it was time for lunch. Erika prepared something simple and we had a quick lunch. “So, how are you doing at the diner?” I asked. “I’m doing fine. I learned lots of new stuff I never learned in school. Apparently there are lots of tricks and tips I can learn from the guys.” She replied. “That’s great!” I replied. “And Earl said that business has been at its best. He said he’d never seen such high customer volumes, and it’s all because of me. I guess it’s because I went to learn culinary arts.” She continued. “I’m sure.” I said. “He even had to hire another waiter!” She excitedly said. We continued eating and I retired to my room. Erika said she wanted to do some laundry and asked me to pass her whatever clothes I needed washing. I passed it to her and offered to join her. She happily agreed and we headed to the laundry room. There was quite a lot of laundry, so we began straight away. I filled the laundry up to its ...

... capacity but there were still some clothes left. We decided to just wait it out and do another cycle after. Erika and I talked a little as the washing machine went on. The first cycle was done and I started loading the dryer. Erika was going through the clothes that were going into the second load. “Hey TG, these shorts belong to you right?” Erika said, holding up a pair of shorts. “Yeah, whose shorts could they be if they weren’t mine?” I replied. “Of course. But, these shorts are still wet, and it’s not water, it’s cum. I recognise cum anywhere.” She said, smiling. It was the pair I had worn that morning when I went to Steve’s house. I had to use my shorts, or my table would’ve been sprayed with cum. “Yeah, I’m a guy.” I replied, trying not to sound embarrassed. Erika laughed and smiled a little before throwing it into the washing machine. I set the dryer and went to help Erika. She was nearly done and was throwing in the last few pieces of clothes into the washing machine. “It’s not full yet. It would be such a waste to let it run now.” Erika said. “I don’t have any more clothes.” I said. “I know,” Erika said, “we’ll just wash the clothes we’re wearing now. We are going to the gym after this. We need to change anyway.” “I guess you’re right.” I said, “Let’s go change and bring our clothes back.” “No need for that.” Erika said, she removed her top, revealing her firm, high, round breasts and their stiff-standing nipples. “Just take off your clothes and throw them in the washing ...