A Stranger In My Room (Short Erotica)

It’s been 2weeks since I moved into my new flat, I have everything fixed in place except for a few boxes still left in the corner of the living room. Been thinking of how to sort it out but the truth is; I am exhausted from all the chores in fixing up a new apartment. Honestly, I’ll just lie down on the couch and read something relaxing; after all it’s my house and I can do them later.

As I coiled in and started reading, across the window stood a young man in his early 30’s, tall as a tree, brown as dark chocolate, I tried to see his face to see if he looked familiar instead my eyes were drawn to his pink lips, I took a few steps to have a closer look at this man whose charm has completely distracted me from reading page seven of my favorite novel which usually doesn’t happen.

As I approached the window he was now facing the other side of my apartment holding something that looked like a phone, I pushed the drapes a little bit to the side to look without being noticed but then the hurried work I did with the curtains came crashing down on my head like a hurricane!
Aaah! I screamed, unable to conceal the pain emanating from my head. He looked around with so much concern on his face, but all I could notice was how brown his eyes were and how full his lips were, the first words he spoke were like a pain relief to my headache. “Are you ok miss? He said calmly with a deep baritone voice. I didn’t know what to say, so I just gazed helplessly at him like a child seeking attention; he then hurried to the door and let himself in. It never occurred to me that I was still in my lingerie until he turned and said “sorry, I thought you were dressed”. I reached for the couch and got a towel on and then he continued “did you hurt yourself?” I responded faintly almost stuttering, I don’t know. “Can I see?” he asked. Every word he spoke had a different meaning in my head; almost like can “I touch you”. As he walked towards me my heart sank, the feeling of having a stranger in my two weeks apartment alone was petrifying.

Almost like he read my mind and responded I’m Brian, I live upstairs, I was checking the lists of things I needed to get from the grocery store before I heard the crash. Are you ok? Yes I said, unable to look at him because I was completely blown away by how handsome he was.
As he searched for signs of injury on my head, his rough hands were so soothing. I don’t know why but I didn’t want it to stop, “no injuries, I think you need to rest” were the words that brought me back to my senses. I opened my eyes and saw his big brown eyes starring right back at me, you’ve got a beautiful hair he complemented with a smile on his face, thank you I replied unable to say what was really on my mind.

“I wrote this piece during the lockdown in 2020. I had so much time and I was trying to improve my writing skills,I had so much fun putting it together and I also wrote part 2.
Hope you like it?”