Thread: Not so little any more (Gen & LoadedGunn)

Works for me, Drew said with a shrug. He figured he would enjoy observing her in the kitchen. The way Alissa made it seem, he would probably enjoy her meal. She appeared to be well versed around the kitchen, even more so than his own mother based on her demeanor. He relaxed for a moment as silence fell over the two of them. After zipping open the first suitcase, he was somewhat relieved that it only consisted of her shirts and tops. Drew quietly and carefully began removing the blouses out of the suitcases and onto the bed. He wasn't sure if Alissa planned on hanging them up or leaving them folded to be placed in a drawer, so he sat them delicately on the bed in an organized fashion. Once that suitcase was empty, he picked it up and scooped up the empty one she had been working on and placed it in the closet before heading back out. The thought of getting a look at her 'unmentionables' ran through his mind once more as he felt his heart pounding in his chest. There were two suitcases left with one being significantly smaller than the other. He grabbed the smallest one out of curiosity and sat it on bed and reaching for the zipper. His attention diverted to her at the comment of him picking the movie and her cooking the dinner. The concept seemed fair enough. He wasn't sure exactly what kind of movie she would watch. She had to be at least 30 years older than him right? There was no way a teenage boy and an older woman would have equivalent interests in movies to watch. I'll... think of something, he said uneasily, shaking his head. Maybe an action movie would be best? Hopefully she would stay awake, at least. If not, Drew would be satisfied leaving her to sleep and going upstairs to play his game console. With his hands on the small luggage, he slowly unzipped it... hoping for what he wanted to see, but at the same time a bit nervous. Alissa didn't appear to be too bothered with him helping her out, nor did she appear to be bothered by him even having the opportunity to glanced at her panties. He knew exactly what she meant, but decided to play dumb just a little bit. He wouldn't make a huge scene about it. Drew would try his best to keep his calm like he had been there before with girls, even though it was probably obvious to Alissa that he had little experience with women. Sure, he had been blessed with a nice size package, but no one knew of that except him. Hell, he didn't even know what he was working with. All he knew was what he saw on his laptop late at night while his parents were sleep. With Alissa standing here, he could at least imagine what it would be like. Opening her case... he hit the jackpot. A variety of types of underwear a woman could wear were on full display in this case. He lifted his hands for a moment as if to grab a hold of one of the pairs, but shortness of breath impeded his progress. His member was slightly rushed with a flow of blood, not erect by any means, but just enough to wake it up at his interest. Clearing his throat, he glanced over to Alissa and said, Uh... hey, where would you like these? He asked, hovering his hand around her underwear, not wanting to touch them while she was looking because.... was that disrespectful? A friendly smile curled on his lips, a small coat of sweat on his forehead following soon thereafter.