Chapter 4

I woke up with the sunlight trying to come in through my bedroom window and felt something hard plastered against me. I soon realized it was Casey snuggled against my side from head to toe and I wasn’t sure I could move without waking her. I pulled back the covers and attempted to slide away from her without waking her. My morning wood was demanding attention and I needed a pee and a shower, in that order. I made my way out of bed without waking her and slipped into the bathroom. I relieved myself and took care of my morning routine. I showered and went back to my room to get dressed. Casey was laying in my warm spot that I had just vacated and seemed content to snooze in my spot. I slipped on some clothes, headed to the kitchen, started some coffee for us, and put some toast in the toaster. She was off according to her schedule and I really didn’t know if she had anything planned for today. I am such a bad roomie for not knowing ... She came out of my bedroom in a t-shirt and panties and went into the kitchen for coffee. I grabbed a piece of toast, buttered it, and handed it to her as she nursed her coffee. “We have grape and strawberry jam,” I said quietly to her.

“Strawberry please” she said as I grabbed a spoon and smeared a little on her toast. She sat back and savored her coffee as she thought about things.

“Did you sleep well?” I asked as she nibbled on her buttered strawberry toast. She looked at me curiously, as I sipped my coffee and pretended to read the morning paper.

“Why didn’t you... “She drifted away as she nibbled her toast and sipped her coffee. I wanted to say something profound but I was at a loss for words. I wanted to tell her many things but I knew that would be wrong at this time, maybe soon. I wanted the best for this beautiful young woman and I was going to make sure she had it and not interfere with her goals. I made myself some toast too and we chatted about the previous night. She laughed at the guys hitting on her. They did not stand a chance of getting to first base with her. Brad’s friend thought she was a sure thing and thought he was about to hit a home run, that is when she escaped to me. I ate my toast and listened to her. When she finished her toast she got up, came around the table, slid into my lap sideways, and put her head on my shoulder.

“I think we should make a rule,” she said.

“Okay ... what kind of rule?” I asked.

“We shouldn’t bring anyone home with us to spend the night.” I wasn’t sure where this was going but wondered if it had to do with Cheryl.

“Okay ... that’s a good rule,” I said “Besides it would be disrespectful to each other ... right,” I added.

“Yes ... it would be disrespectful,” she mumbled.

“And always let the other roomie know when one of us is going to be out all night so the other of us doesn’t worry” I said.

“Yes’’ she said as she nuzzled into my neck and breathed in. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and squeezed her gently as she held onto me. She felt so good in my arms; I wanted to hold her forever. I kissed her cheek and we sat there holding each other for several more minutes. Finally, I put my arm under her legs, stood up holding her, and started for my bedroom. I stood next to my bed and tossed her into the middle of it. Her eyes got big and she bounced giggling. I jumped on the bed next to her and she pretended to wrestle with me. She held down my wrists and half crawled on me to keep me from wiggling. She was grinning widely and so was I. She stopped and looked into my eyes and leaned down and kissed me softly and then harder. She let go of my wrists and I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly as we kissed passionately for several minutes. My cock was hard as a rock in my shorts as it pressed against her. She pulled back from me and looked at my face trying to figure something out. She looked at me with a question.

“Why didn’t you try to ... you know ... touch me last night?” she asked. I thought about how to answer her.

“Remember when I told you that there were no strings attached?” She nodded her head. “I don’t want you to think that you owe me anything,” I said. “But more importantly” I said to her. “I really like you and I don’t want to ruin that by doing something stupid,” I said quietly.

“But what if...” She started to say but I interrupted.

“If it happens it happens but I want us to both want it for the right reasons,” I said “Not because we’re horny and just need some relief. I don’t want to assume anything and I don’t want to take it lightly” I said almost in a whisper. She looked into my eyes for a long time as if searching for something.

“That makes sense,” she said quietly.

“It doesn’t mean I don’t want to ... I want you very much,” I said.

“You’re right ... there’s no rush I suppose” she said quietly. “What if I want to ... you know ... touch you?” she asked shyly, looking down.

“As long as it’s what you want to do,” I said. “Maybe time for another rule...” I said. She looked up at me expectantly. “How about this ... no one does anything they don’t want to do or is uncomfortable doing,” I said. She looked at me and smiled.

“That’s a good rule,” she said.

“I thought so too” I smiled at her. She lay down next to me and snuggled close, almost on top of me. I put my arms around her and we stayed like that for a while. I caught myself starting to doze off. “What did you have planned for today?” I asked as she stirred in my arms.

“I dunno ... nothing I guess,” she said lazily. “Can I just stay like this with you for the rest of the day?” she asked. I smiled at the thought of spending the rest of the day in her arms.

“There’s nothing I’d rather do than spend the day like this” I told her as she smiled widely at my comment. She pulled me tighter and laid her head on my chest a few more minutes before she sat up and said she was going to start some laundry and asked if I had anything that needed washing. I gave her the few things I had in my laundry basket, headed to the kitchen, and started a small grocery list for us. After she started laundry, we headed to the grocery store for a few things. She held my hand almost the entire time in the grocery store.

We settled into a lazy afternoon just hanging out together after putting groceries away. She did a little light studying while I read a book on my old laptop. She stayed close to me the rest of the day, she propped a leg up on me or put her feet in my lap, I gave good foot massages. She was touching me in some way or close enough to touch me. She seemed very possessive and I was sure I really liked it. We made dinner together and she continued to stay close to me even as we were cleaning up and washing dishes. We watched a little TV before bed; she snuggled under my arm, and held on to me. She had class in the morning and I wondered if she would sleep in her own bed tonight so she wouldn’t wake me up in the morning.

“You know ... you don’t have to sleep in your room just so you won’t wake me in the morning when you get up. I don’t mind really,” I said to her. I just gave her permission to sleep with me anytime she wants as I thought about what I said. The truth was that I liked having her in my bed just for company even if we never had sex.

A little after 10, I asked if she was ready for bed.

“Yes,” she said, nodding and yawning. I turned off the TV, stood, and helped her up. In the bedroom, I stripped down to my boxers, folded down the covers, and lay down. She stripped down to her panties, her beautiful B cup breasts on full display as she slipped under the covers and scooted over close to me. I reached up and turned off the light as she snuggled up against me and put her right arm across my chest and laid her head on my shoulder. She laid her right leg across my leg and plastered herself to me. I could get used to this, I thought to myself. I fell asleep holding her in my arms and happier than I could remember. I woke to her alarm going off on her phone. She shifted and rolled over to turn it off and moaned.

“Can I just lay here in bed with you all day?” she asked, not really meaning it.

“It’ll all be worth it someday,” I said. I patted her ass and she wiggled it at me. I got up, went to the kitchen, and started a pot of coffee while she showered. I put some toast in for her and it popped up when she came in the kitchen, and I got out the butter and strawberry jam. She made her coffee and sat down with her toast. I made my coffee and sat down with her for a few minutes while she nibbled her toast and sipped her coffee.

“You know you can take the car anytime you want to,” I told her.

“It would be easier to walk than find a parking space” she said “Besides ... I don’t have a driver’s license,” she said. I must have looked stunned and she shrugged “I’ve never owned a car and Momma never bothered to help me get a license before she passed ... never really needed it” she said.

“I’ll help you get one if you’re interested,” I said, “You’ll eventually need to be able to drive where you need to go,” I added.

“You’re right,” she said. “There’ve been times I wished I had a car and a license like normal people” she said.

“You’re normal people!” I insisted. “I don’t do brain surgery because no one ever showed me how and gave me a license to do it” I joked “and I’m normal people.”

“I guess you’re right,” she said.

“I know I’m right,” I said. “Just because you haven’t learned to do something yet doesn’t make you less than normal.” She smiled at me, kissed me good-bye, and headed off to class.

I went by the DMV, picked up a driver-training book for Casey, and left it on the coffee table for her. I didn’t know how much she wanted it and I didn’t want to push her if it didn’t matter right now. I know she had things that are more important on her plate and school definitely came first.

I had dinner ready early with a nice salad and baked fish for her shortly after she got home in the late afternoon. I set the table and got out the salad dressing. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply. I hugged her and squeezed her in my arms. She moaned into my mouth and wilted into me.

“I could get used to this,” she said.

“I would love for you to” I said. She looked at me sideways as if asking if I was being sincere. I winked at her and smiled and she wrapped herself around me and hugged me tight.

“I love ... that ... you made me dinner,” she said.

“I love to be able to,” I told her. “It may not always be home cooked but I’ll have something for you, my love” I said. Oh no, I just said my love. I’m pretty sure she heard me and I pretended as if it did not come out of my mouth. We ate and chatted about her day and mine but I made sure she was the center of my attention during our conversation. We cleaned up the dishes together and watched a little TV. We went to bed as usual, I stripped down to my boxers and slipped into bed and she stripped down to her panties, slid in beside me, and snuggled. She was lying with her head on my shoulder and her right arm and leg draped across me.

“I love this,” she whispered. I hugged her and kissed the top of her head.

“I love it too,” I said. “I’ve never had anyone to just snuggle with,” she said.

“Oh?” I asked.

“I had a couple of steady boyfriends back in high school” she said “and all they wanted was sex all the time” she added. “I dated a little but nothing serious,” she said. We drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. I woke up at some point in the night and she was on top of me sleeping. Somehow, she had squirmed up on top of me with her head resting peacefully on my chest, her legs draped on either side of me, and her arms wrapped around me. I closed my eyes and drifted back to sleep and held her in my arms. We woke when her alarm went off early. She had plugged her phone in on my side of the bed and I reached over to turn it off. She stretched and smiled when she realized where she was. I rubbed her bare back and patted her panty-clad ass lightly. She moaned and ground her hips into mine. My cock was instantly hard as a rock and she could feel it as she ground down on it hard. I slid my hands inside her panties, squeezed her ass harder, and pressed up against her hips.