Chapter 1 -- One Dreamy Night
Like most Friday nights, my roommate Erika would be gone tonight. She and her new boyfriend, Leroy, were taking off for a private weekend. Erika and I had met about two years prior, when we were introduced by a mutual friend. Being fresh off a divorce, I was in need of a place to stay, and Erika was in need of someone to help with expenses. The match was perfect, so with no complicating expectations, we moved in together.
I did enjoy living with Erika. She was a truly gorgeous female, only around 5'5", but with long shapely legs, a full round bottom, and perfectly proportionate breasts. Erika was a fox by anybody's definition. She was as sexy as they come, and she knew it. Part of a lost breed of women, Erika didn't believe in being "comfortable." Her daily attire always included a too-short skirt that accented her awesome ass and showed just a hint of the thigh-high stockings that she always wore. From her strappy heels to her flowing black hair, Erika was all women - hot, sexy, and confident.
I guess, in all honesty, I was very much attracted to Erika from the day we met. How could I not be? But alas, Erika was prone to dating only the most hunky of men, mostly guys who looked like football players, tall, muscular, and well - manly. Though I've always been fit and trim, I was not even in the same league. It's not that I'm not good looking. In fact, most women find me quite attractive, but my appeal has always been more of a cuteness. Manly I am not. Some would even say I was a bit effeminate, and Erika was one of them.
Erika and I got along great from the start. It was like chemistry, a good mix, not like siblings, and certainly not like lovers, more like best friends. We shared the most personal experiences, fussed over each other, played and teased - boy did Erika like to tease me. Her favorite game was to stand erotically close to me while I was seated at our dining table. She would coax me into turning my chair and then stand straddling my leg.
