1. A Polaroid of Kristina, part 6


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Author: oceanrunner1974, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    week. More often than not, my friends and I slept over at each other’s houses after such nights. If we were closer to one friend’s apartment, and it was late and we were tired, we’d just crash on that friend’s bedroom floor. Would she want me to spend the night? I haltingly explained that most of the time when I went to the movies with friends, I wound up sleeping over at one of their apartments. “So I could be out until the next morning. Do you think, I mean, would you want me to stay over after?” This time both eyebrows went up. “Are you saying we could actually have an entire night together?” I nodded happily. Her reaction made it clear she wanted it too. The only problem was getting me back into the building at the end of our date. We obviously couldn’t be seen entering the building together. More problematically, I couldn’t be seen by the doorman at all. It would be all too likely for whoever it was to comment to my parents that I had gotten home at, say, 1 a.m., (they had more than once told my parents when I had come home particularly late), which would be a big problem if I was supposedly sleeping on a friend’s floor and coming home in the late morning. This time it was Kristina who had the solution. The building had a back service door for deliveries. It was locked from the outside, but not from the inside. If you wanted to get in from that side, you had to buzz the doorman, and he’d check the security camera and let you in if he recognized you. She suggested, “I ...
    could come in through the lobby, and then make my way to the back door and let you in. From there, to avoid being seen at the elevators, you could take the stairs one flight up, and then take the elevator up to my floor. Later in the morning, you could leave the building the same way, walk around the block, then come in through the front in order for the doorman to see you coming in when you are supposed to.” “But couldn’t he see me come in if he was looking at the monitor when you let me in?” “Unlikely. During the day, whoever is on duty is always standing at the desk, because it is so busy. Late at night, when there may be no one going through the lobby for half hour at a time, I have never seen the doorman not sitting on one of the couches reading the paper. The chances that he would go to the monitor unless he heard someone buzzing to be let in are next to zero.” So it was all settled. I had a goofy smile on my face at the prospect of taking Kristina out for dinner, and also getting to spend an entire night with her. It seemed “grown-up” in a way that even our activities so far did not. I noticed that she was smiling too, her emerald eyes twinkling. “And what would you like me to wear?” she asked, mock seriously. “Sorry?” “What would you like to see me in for our date? A blouse and a skirt? A dress? How short? Medium length? Short? Very short? Tight or flowing? Cut low in the front? What would you like me to wear? What would you find the most desirable?” I didn’t know how to ...
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