Thread: The Girl Next Door Transformed - (Reserved for just a naughty man )

StarBrightKisses said Callie was ecstatic to have her first real date, even though it was just a friendly dinner invitation, it was her very first in the new city, new apartment, new life. This is the beginning of your life. She recited to herself once the door had shut behind her neighbor, Frank. He was unlike any other man she could see, he was sure of his self and had an aura of authority about him that enticed her like nothing before. She laughed to herself at his little joke, now that she was by herself, before it had caused her slight confusion. Was he flirting with her? Was he interested? Nah, that had to be all in her mind. She left the boxes where they were, planning to finish setting everything in order the next day, she had somewhere to be. She thought happily and skipped towards her bathroom like a young girl who was excited. She felt popular, even though it was only one invite, it made her feel liberated. Living in a small town, always wanting to bust out and be what she was destined to be. It was more than she could stand when she was younger, she felt so out of place. Like an old soul in a young body. She turned on the hot water, letting it heat up as she slowly undressed, soon the bathroom filled with steam and she was naked, stepping into the tub one long slender leg after the other. She stepped under the stream of warm running water, letting it wet her hair and drip down her face, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth letting a little drip inside then she let it flow out as she closed her lips again. She turned around so that the water would beat on her back now, and she began to lather up, first shampooing her hair and then rinsing before she used the conditioner. She picked up a washcloth and squirted some of her body wash onto it, lemon and vanilla scented soap with tiny scrubs inside the liquid. She lathered up the rag now and then glided it all along her body, first her arms, and then her chest, round her plump huge breasts. She moved down the midsection of her stomach and then her sides. She lifted one leg on the side of the tub and began to wash, one by one. She then moved the rag between her thighs and soaped up her nether regions, she rinsed the cloth and then lathered it up again before she dick her back side. Then she stepped under the waterfall stream once again and the suds ran down her body, into the tub, and down the drain. She washed her face with her hands and a bit of soap and then she rinsed. Her hand reached out and turned off the water, then poked out of the shower curtain side to feel around for her towel. Once she felt it she wiped her face, opened her eyes and then dried her body off. Pulling the curtain open before doing so, then she wrapped the towel around her and headed towards the living room where most of the boxes were still packed. She found one of the ones marked Bedroom - Clothes and started to go through it. Flinging things around the room like a mad woman, thinking she was already running late. Who did that when they lived just next door? She thought to herself. She had trouble finding something to wear, he had invited her for dinner yes, but was this a date? How should she dress? Casual or sensual? In the end she settled for something in between. Hip hugging jeans, that were low cut and showed the strings of her red thongs. The top she wore was long sleeve, though it had a look as though the long sleeve was part of an undershirt, though it wasn't. It was a very thin fabric, purple with the sign of a fleur de lis on it. She wore her black pumps though, with the red heels, it was her favorite pair and black went with everything. She had dried her hair naturally, causing it to have a slight curl to what was normally straightened with a hot iron. Her make up was light, black eye liner and lip gloss. I'm not late? Hmm... I thought I was. When he had opened the door for her, the smell of the foot hit her like a ton of bricks. She sniffed in deeply and closed her eyes as she smiled. MMm, smells so good, I'm starved! What is it? She walked passed him and into his apartment, looking around at everything curiously. Wow, your place looks a lot like mine. Just more furnished. She laughed and shook her head, thinking to herself how stupid she must have been to say that outloud. Fleur de lis - Click to expand... This is the girl I pictured as you described your shower time, though I know you mentioned longer hair. Holding the door open as Callie stepped into his penthouse apartment, it was all Frank could do to maintain his calm composure while checking out her incredible ass in her hip-hugging jeans. A glimpse of exposed thong strings hinted at the pleasures that laid just beneath the blue denim fabric that seemed moulded over taut ass cheeks, and the jeans only accentuated her long slender legs. I was planning on dining alone this evening before I encountered you, so I added some more apples and sweet potatoes to the pork loin I had defrosted earlier Frank offered as he closed the door securely behind his young date. I hope you enjoy what I prepared for you on such short notice Calistah, it has been a while since I had the pleasure of such an attractive woman for dinner. Striding confidently towards the kitchen, Frank swept his arm towards the rest of his apartment as if granting access to his lair for Callie to discover and he pulled the pork loin from the oven to sit for a few a moments before carving it. He allowed his roving eyes to take in every delicious curve of his young guest's nubile body as she curiously moved through the rooms glancing at the furnishings and artwork adorning the walls, secretly hoping for a comment that might open the door to his particular fetish of BDSM. It was with great interest that Frank watched Calistah roam from room to room until she paused at the doorway to his bedroom. Slicing up the pork loin in the kitchen he could observe her glancing at the only obvious indication of his obsession, the wall-mounted poster, and prepared for the inevitable questions that hopefully would arise. He had indeed selected this young woman quicker than normal, yet Frank knew she was vunerable at this point in her young life. Alone in a strange city, beginning a new school year at the local art campus with no friends or support network, he hoped his mature charms would draw her into his seductive ways. Setting the prepared plates upon the table, Frank walked down the hall to his open bedroom door and reaching behind the young girl, pulled the door to with a outright lie. Perhaps I should have had that door closed before you arrived Calistah, I wouldn't want to give you the wrong impression about me! Placing his strong arm around the shoulder of his guest to lead back down the hall towards the kitchen, Frank smiled and merely whispered Is that vanilla and lemon I smell on you this evening? It suits you letting his fingers rub across her shoulder blade, then adding I didn't have time to prepare any dessert, but I'm sure you must have something tasty for me, don't you?