1. First Day of University - Part 1


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: makingumoist, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    So here I was, my first proper day at university. I’m a shy person by nature and this was going to be a difficult day. My dad had helped me up to my new room and dropped off my bags. I walked with him back to the front door of the halls of residence, with a quick hug he took off in the family car with a wave goodbye, he said, “Good Luck Sam.” I had already visited the university twice the previous term. I knew where my room was and I also knew that due to a lack of accommodations, I’d be sharing a room for the first year. To be fair the room that they’d given me was brilliant. It had two massive wardrobes, two three quarter size beds, other bits of furniture and a decent size en suite bathroom complete with bath and over-bath shower. I’d also been in touch with my new room mate thanks to the university’s “buddy” system. Her name was Jennifer. “I hate that name, please call me Jen,” she said the first time we spoke on the phone. Her voice was slightly upper class and I detected possibly a public school education. “That’s okay, I hate Samantha, please call me Sam.” She sounded really nice, very friendly and we immediately seemed to hit it off, I was looking forward to meeting her in person. I told her I’d be arriving Saturday morning to give me time to get my bearings around campus before starting fresher’s week. She said she planned to arrive on the Friday evening. I started to look around the room, there was already some evidence that Jen had arrived as planned the previous ...
    evening. One of the beds looked slept in although it had been roughly remade. A case was laid open at the side of the bed and a few toiletries were on her bedside table. It looked like she’d arrived late and not had chance to start unpacking, I guessed she must have gone out this morning for an early lunch and was maybe planning on unpacking when she got back in. I wheeled my case and bag over to one of the two empty wardrobes and dropped them inside; I needed a quick pee before starting to unpack myself, as I walked towards the bathroom the wardrobe door closed gently on itself hiding my bags from view. I moved through to the en suite bathroom pulling the door almost closed behind me. I hitched my summer dress and pulled my white panties down to my knees and sat on the loo with a sigh. I had finished peeing, flushed and started to wash my hands when I heard the room door open, then close again on the latch, soft footsteps across the carpet and the sound of someone throwing themselves on the bed. I guessed it was Jen returning from her morning outing, unfortunately her arriving while I was in the bathroom gave me a bit of a problem. I’m a little shy when meeting people for the first time and bursting out the bathroom with a cheery, “hello,” didn’t seem appropriate. However what was the alternative? Wait a few minutes, flush again so she knew that someone was in the bathroom? Maybe. Wait until she went out again? That could be hours. Oh my god this was stupid. I was getting ...
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