STORY 4: UNEXPECTED VISITOR 1

I lay sprawled across my bed, the afternoon sun slipping through the half drawn curtains and warming my bare legs. Nineteen, home alone, and already bored out of my mind. Mom and Dad were gone for the weekend, so the house was dead quiet. I had on my favorite loose white tank top, no bra, and these tiny black shorts that barely covered my ass. Comfortable as hell. I scrolled through my phone, flipping past reels that did nothing for me. My nipples brushed against the thin fabric every time I shifted, and I sighed, pressing my thighs together without thinking.

The door flew open...