Chapter 2340 Fuck Me, My Pussy Is So Hot:>Ep3
- When they got home, Miranda went straight to bed. It was a very busy and stressful couple of days between finding a place to live, packing, moving, and saying her final emotional goodbyes to her ex-boyfriend. She thanked Marcus again for renting her a room and kissed him on the cheek before going to her room. He stared as she walked away, marveling at her long legs and the tick-tock twitch to her ass in her mini skirt. Marcus went to his room and rubbed one out thinking of his new roommate in her short skirt and nipples poking through her top. When he was done, he thought living with a female roommate might be more difficult than he first thought but for reasons he never imagined.
- Miranda spent Sunday getting herself organized and going grocery shopping while Marcus went to a friend's house and came home just before dinner time. They ended up cooking together and after dinner, Marcus went to his workstation to study while Miranda was getting ready for work the next day. Marcus was distracted by seeing Miranda paint her fingernails and found it difficult to concentrate on his studies when she began to paint her toenails. He had a slight foot fetish that he kept secret and seeing his roommate applying nail polish to her toes was a benefit of having a female roommate that he never considered. Miranda noticed Marcus looking over at her from time to time and even inquired if anything was wrong but he told her everything was fine. He continued to glance over at Miranda's long, slender legs and bare feet while trying to keep his attention on his studies.
- The next morning Miranda was getting ready for work when Marcus came out of his bedroom. He saw her wearing a business suit with a white blouse. He took notice of her bra underneath her blouse and her above-the-knee skirt. What particularly caught his attention was her pantyhose-encased legs and feet. Her hose had a slight glimmer to them which served to draw his eyes to her legs. His eyes followed her around the apartment as she scrambled to gather her backpack. Miranda told Marcus she'd be home around 5:30 if he wanted to have dinner together. He barely heard a word she was saying as she sat down on the sofa, her skirt rising further up her thighs. She crossed her legs with her ankle resting on her knee to put on her shoe which gave Marcus a great view of her upper thigh and the cotton gusset of her pantyhose. He got another view up her skirt as she put on her other shoe before rushing out the door.