I put the bra on the chair and was about to unbutton my jeans when I heard a crashing noise and smiled inwardly. I knew exactly what that was – it was Oliver tumbling into my room after he’d leaned against my window. That window was not supposed to be leaned into. Of course, I was the reason why that couldn’t be done in the first place.
“Hello Oliver. How nice of you to drop by. Would you like a coffee with that?” I said as I turned around and faced him.
“Leigha. I, um, I’m sorry. I thought I saw something suspicious and figured I should check it out”, he stammered. He glanced down at my breasts.
A sly smile spread across my face. “Of course you did. Was that before or after you noticed that I was undressing?”