Where Did She Come From?

Steve was a Sophomore at the local college. He wasn’t a bad looking fellow. He was slim with golden brown hair and a fit, but not muscular build. He liked to run for his exercise and completed several miles a week. He was a bit of a Sci-Fi geek, which was probably why he never had much luck with the ladies. He had been on a few dates, but nothing really panned out in his favor.

One Friday night, he had gone to the dorm room of a couple of his buddies. They had been watching movies and drinking beer. Around 1 AM, he decided to head back to his room. His original room mate had dropped out of school and they had not assigned anyone else to his room. This was a rarity. Steve was the solo occupant of his space.

As he got to his room, he opened the door and went in. A lone night light cast a warm glow about the room. He entered in, stripped down to his boxers and went to climb in bed. He was shocked to feel the skin of a leg, laying on his bunk. He reached over and turned on the desk lamp. His eyes went wide when he saw a shapely blonde laying passed out on his rack. She was in her bra and panties and he could now smell the aroma of alcohol that emanated from her breath. He stared at her panty covered mound. He glanced up at her small AA cup tits. They were small, but he could definitely tell there was a mouthful to be had.

He was confused as to what he should do. He placed his hand on her shoulder and tried to wake her up. “Hey….Miss?” She didn’t move. He shook her again. Still nothing. He sat down in the chair by his bed. He stared at her small tits as they raised and lowered with each of her breaths. He must have watched for about 5 minutes or so. It was then that he noticed the straining bulge in his underwear. He reached down and began rubbing the head through the fabric.