John Roberts was a pretty ordinary guy. In fact, you’d be hard pressed to find a more average, run-of-the-mill, blending-into-the-crowd kind of guy. A small-time accountant with a small-time bookkeeping firm, he was invisible even to the invisible.

This ordinary guy was coming home from another day of crunching numbers. Coming home to his small, one bedroom basement apartment in his older and less than well-kept apartment building. He was facing another of the endless nights of frozen dinners and watching TV until he couldn’t keep his eyes open any more.

At least that was the plan right up until the moment he saw her...

It had been a gray and drizzly day all day and it didn’t look like it was going to let up anytime soon. John was coming home along his regular route, the worn out wipers on his old Ford Escort doing more smearing the rain than wiping it. I really got to get those wipers replaced! he thought to himself, as he tried to keep his car in his lane.

Then he saw something that would change his life in ways he couldn’t even imagine. There, standing under the overhang of a door, was a woman. She looked like she had been there awhile, she was soaked to the skin and looked like she didn’t know what to do. John knew that the nearest bus stop was two blocks away and she wasn’t dressed to walk that far in this weather.

He pulled to the curb and rolled the window down. “Excuse me miss ... is everything all right?” he asked.

“I’m all ... wet,” she said simply.

“Well, can I offer you a ride someplace? I mean I can’t let you stay there, you’ll catch a cold!” he asked.

She came out from under the overhang and climbed into the car like she’d been shot out of a cannon! Almost before he knew it she was sitting in the seat next to him.

John thought it a bit odd that a woman like her would be so eager to get into a strange car with a man but he figured she was tired of being out in the weather and just wanted to get someplace to dry out.

“So where can I take you?” he asked.

“Take me home ... please,” she said.

“Where do you live?” he asked.

“Not my home ... your home. My home is much too far away,” she said.

This comment caught him completely off guard. “What? I don’t...”

“You asked me where you could take me. My home is too far away to go there. So let’s go to your home,” she said, matter of factly.

“Listen miss, I don’t want this to sound bad, but I gotta ask. Are you a ... um ... a ‘working girl’?”

“A working girl?” she asked.

“Yeah, you know, a hooker. A prostitute.” he said. “I’m sorry if I offended you, but I just need to know.”

“No, silly!” she smiled. “I’m not a prostitute.”

He looked at her. This kind of thing just didn’t happen to him. He was too stunned to think clearly. He just dropped the car into gear and headed for home.

“So what’s your name?” he asked her.

“Taylor Burnette,” she said.

“Really? That’s funny, I used to go to school with a Taylor Burnette. She was my first high school crush! Come to think of it, you look a lot like her too!”

“I hope that’s a good thing,” she said.

“Oh, it is. I was head over heels about her ... but she never gave me the time of day. Her eyes were always on Tommy Wilkins. He was the quarterback of the school football team and she was nuts over him. They were our school’s perfect couple. I was just a math geek,” he said.

“Well, math is important too. Without math, there would be no science ... and no football!” she said.

“No, I suppose not,” he said. “So how about you? Crestview Florida is a pretty small place ... I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”

“I am just visiting. I wasn’t expecting it to be raining so much!” she said.

“Well, Crestview has the second highest rainfall in the state after Fort Walton Beach. We get an average of sixty-five inches of rain here annually. So yeah, when you come to Crestview, bring an umbrella!” he joked.

“Apparently!” she remarked.

About that time they were getting close to his apartment building. “Well, this is the building where I live. It isn’t much, but accountants don’t get rich, usually, and I live alone anyway,” he said.

“You don’t have a wife or girlfriend or anything?” she asked.

“No, no one,” he said.

“No children either?” she asked.

“Nope. It’s just me,” he said. He unlocked the door and held it open for her. “Welcome to ‘Chez Roberts’! Come on in,” he said. He offered her a seat on the sofa, the only real comfortable place to sit in his small apartment. “Would you like something to drink – I have soda, ice tea or water? Or I could make us some instant coffee if you want something hot?”

“A cup of coffee would be nice, I’m pretty chilled from the rain,” she said.

“Oh, of course, where are my manners! Listen, you go into the bathroom and get out of those wet clothes and dry off. There are clean towels hanging and a hair dryer in the closet. I will set a robe out on the bed for you to wear until your clothes get dry! We can’t have you catching a cold!” he said.

“Thank you, I won’t be long,” she said.

John busied himself in the kitchen heating the water for their coffee and getting it ready. He heard the hair dryer start up and a couple minutes later shut off. He was sitting on the sofa facing the short hallway to the bedroom when she came out.

John was stunned by the vision standing in the hallway. This was the first time he was able to get a good look at his impromptu house guest. Taylor was a very beautiful twenty-four year old blonde with a body that would be the envy of any woman. She had long, lean legs, a firm tight ass and a very generous DD size chest. John felt a stirring in his pants almost immediately, and he was thankful he had put the coffee down before she came in!

“Wow!” he said, the words coming out before he realized it.

“Well thank you, but it’s just a towel!” she said giggling.

Yeah, but damn you wear it well! he thought to himself.

“Have a seat, your coffee is ready. It will take the chill off,” he said, trying to focus.

“Thank you John,” she said.

“Wait a minute ... how did you know my name? I asked you what yours was, but I haven’t told you mine yet!” he said.

“Oh well, I must have seen it or something!” she said quickly. The incident puzzled him, but he quickly forgot about it given the company he was in.

“Mmm, this is good coffee!” she said, taking a drink. She had sat down on the sofa with her feet curled up next to her and the robe open just enough to show off her lovely legs. John couldn’t help but stare at them.

“You’re not drinking your coffee?” she asked, snapping him from his spell.

“Wha-oh yeah, I’m just letting it cool off a bit!” he said “I poured yours first so you could drink it right away and warm up,” he said, trying to cover his inattentiveness.

“Oh, I see. Well you know, a girl doesn’t like to drink alone,” she said, coyly looking at him and circling the rim of the cup with her index finger.

John felt his cock hardening. Was this woman coming on to him?

“So you said you were visiting ... do you have family or friends here in Crestview?” he asked.

“Friends, yes, but they weren’t home when I went by. I was just trying to figure out what to do when you came by,” she said.

“What to do?”

“Yeah, I was supposed to stay with them while I was here, but now I’m not sure where I will stay,” she said, “But I’ll figure something out.”

“What part of town do your friends live in?” John asked.

“Over on Valley Road. I had just come back from there when you picked me up,” she said.

“Well, when your clothes are dry, I’ll drive you back over there and see if they are home,” he said.

“That would be nice. Cabs are expensive – especially when you have to take them both directions!” she said.

“Yeah, Crestview is kind of strung out, that’s for sure!”

“Yes it is,” she said. “You know, I am still cold – I just can’t seem to shake this chill!”

“Well, here wrap yourself in this blanket. I keep it here on the back of the sofa in case I get cold watching TV. It will help warm you,” he said, pulling a quilt from behind her on the back of the sofa.

“Thank you,” she said. After a moment she said, “You know blankets are warmer when they are shared...”

He looked at her and she opened the blanket for him. John moved over and wrapped them both in the quilt. She snuggled up close to him.

“Mmmm, much better. I feel warmer already!” she purred. He put his arm around her and pulled her in tight.

Yes, I am feeling a bit warm myself! he thought.

The two of them sat together like that for about a half hour until the dryer bell went off signaling her clothes were dry.

“Aww, I am so comfortable...” she said. “I don’t want to get up yet!”

“Me too, but don’t you want to see if your friends are home?” John asked.

“Oh poo,” she sighed, “I suppose we should just in case. If I’m lucky I will get wet again and we can go back to cuddling!”

“I wouldn’t mind that,” he remarked. She got up and went in to get dressed again. John took the empty coffee cups and put them in the sink putting some water in them so they would clean up easier.

Taylor came back out a couple minutes later. As they got ready to leave she turned to him.

“John before we go I just want to thank you for being so sweet and taking care of me tonight. I really appreciate it,” she said. Then she leaned in and kissed him.

The instant he felt her soft, sweet lips he knew that he didn’t want this to end. After she kissed him, he took her in his arms and he kissed her – but his kiss was a lot deeper and more passionate. He wasn’t sure what it was about this girl, but he knew he didn’t want to let her go! As they kissed he felt her lips opening for him and he eagerly accepted her invitation. Their tongues met each other halfway and danced between their hungry mouths as each tried to devour the other.

Taylor’s arms moved up to encircle his neck while John’s hands moved down the small of her back to find and grab her tight firm ass. She moaned as he squeezed her fleshy behind and pressed herself to him tighter.

They held each other and kissed for several moments before breaking the kiss, each gasping for breath as they did.

“You are a really good kisser, John!” she said.

“Well, you tasted pretty good yourself!” he commented.

“Maybe you can taste me again sometime,” she said, flirtatiously kissing his cheek as she walked past him.

With a little luck! he thought to himself as he followed her to the door. “Oops, hold on a minute,” he said as he grabbed his umbrella. “Just in case I can’t dry your clothes this time!” She smiled at his thoughtfulness.

Once in the car, they made their way to where she said her friends lived. But they still weren’t home. “Damn! What am I going to do now? I don’t have anyplace to stay and I don’t have any money for a hotel. My friends were supposed to let me stay with them, but they aren’t here yet!” she said.

This was just the break John was hoping for. “Well Taylor, if you’d like ... you could stay at my place,” he said carefully. He didn’t know how she would take the invitation so he approached the subject tentatively.

“Really John? I mean, I wouldn’t want to put you out or anything. You’ve already done so much for me,” she said.

“Taylor, I haven’t done anything really. I got you out of the rain and helped you dry off and warm up. I gave you a cup of coffee. That’s about it. It’s nothing really. If you would like to stay at my place tonight, you are more than welcome to,” he said.

“I would like that. Thank you John. For everything,” she said.

“Are you hungry? I was going to throw in a TV dinner when I got home but if you are hungry we can go grab a bite to eat together,” he said.

“I would love to, John. I don’t know the town, so you pick the place,” she said, smiling.

They went to a little family-owned diner and had dinner. Then they headed back to his apartment.

When they got back to his apartment, they sat down on the sofa for a bit to watch some TV and do some more cuddling. As they sat there watching some movie neither of them was really into John could fell her warm soft body pressed against him. He could smell her sweet perfume and the smell of her hair. He wished he could do something – anything – to show her that he was very much into her. But he didn’t know what her feelings or reactions might be. He needed to know how she would take his advances.

Then, as if she had read his mind, her hand found its way onto his thigh and moved slowly upwards. She felt the hard, straining bulge in his crotch and she gripped it, feeling it jump at her squeezing it. He didn’t pull away so she began gently jacking it through his jeans.

Oh my God, she’s playing with my cock! he thought to himself, and that thought made his cock get even harder.

He closed his eyes as he let her caress his cock. Then getting no resistance from him, she slowly unzipped his fly and reached in to get an even better feel for him. She was able then to wrap her hand completely around him and she stroked his hard thick shaft.

He spread his legs further apart, an invitation for her to continue. she smiled and released his cock. “I’ll be right back,” she said. She went into the bathroom while he sat there amazed at what this beautiful woman was doing. It was becoming clear that she was interested in him and it was even more plain to see his interest in her!

“John, honey, can you come in her a second?” she called from the back of the apartment. He got up and headed for the bathroom to see what she needed.

“No, in here,” she said as he walked past the bedroom door. John backed up and looked into the bedroom and there she was!

Taylor was kneeling on the bed, naked except for her panties and thigh-top stockings. She had taken off her dress, bra, and heels. John stood there in the doorway drinking in the sight of her – the beautiful Taylor, sitting nearly nude in his bed!

“Are you going to just stand there are do you want to join me?” she said, giggling.

“Oh, yeah!” he said, coming into the room. He immediately began stripping off his clothes as quickly as he could; shirt, pants, and shoes flying into the corners of the room. He shed his socks and was about to strip out of his boxers when she stopped him.

“Wait! Let me do that,” she said. Taylor climbed out of bed and knelt down in front of the shocked man. As she looked up into his wide eyes she slowly pulled his boxers down. The cock head began to appear and as she pulled his shorts down a little lower she leaned forward to give it a little kiss.

She continued to pull his shorts down until suddenly his hard cock sprang forward. “Somebody is ready to play!” she said. “My, but you are an eager fellow aren’t you!”