The new kid

The morning after the night before

Now the morning I dreaded had arrived, a few hours of restless sleep thinking about what had happened only hours earlier between me and Riley. It was a kiss, but more than that, it was touching, and I couldn't deny I wanted her. I sat up in my bed, looking at my alarm clock as it showed that it was almost 6am. I had been listening to Alice In Chains and Slipknot for the last hour that I had been awake for, and finally decided to get out of bed.

I was wearing just boxers, and decided to go for a shower and brush my teeth in the bathroom. I quietly slipped out of my bedroom, and saw Ashley's bedroom door was still shut, and passed it quickly to the bathroom. Closing it's door behind me, I turned on the hot water of the shower and grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste.

With my boxers off, I climbed into the shower. As the hot water hit me from above, I brushed my teeth at the same time, and then it happened.

The bathroom door opened, I had forgot to lock it behind me!

I thought it was Ashley, or mom or dad maybe. Then I peered through the shower curtains, and saw it was Riley in my sister's long, baggy pink silk pyjamas.

"Riley!" I shouted, to alert her to me being in the shower.

I saw her eyes were glazed, as if she was half asleep but they opened wide at the sound of my voice.

"it's me, I'm in the shower!" I told her.

"James!" She shouted, backing away from the toilet and wrapped her arms around her protectively.

"Aye, it's me!" I shouted holding the curtains closed so she couldn't see anything in the gaps.

"I'm sorry!" She shouted back, honestly being sorry for this incident.

"Go use, the en suite toilet near my bedroom. It's got a toilet, and tub!" I told her.

She nodded, and quickly left the bathroom closing the door behind me until only the sound of the shower running was all I could hear. I was breathing hard, and looked down to see my hard erection sticking out in front of me. Seeing Riley in those silk pyjama's, now remembering how curvy she looked and the size of her breasts that swung, and bounced as she jumped in horror at my voice. I should not have done it, but I took hold of my cock and began to stroke it remembering those little details again.

I slowly stroked, before I was soon yanking on it as I was close to cumming thinking about my friend, my best friend here in a new country; I wanted Riley. I came, all over the shower and cleaned it up as best as I could with soap.

"God, this is fucking wrong." I said to myself in a grunt, as I washed myself down and got out of the shower to put my boxers back on.

I pushed the idea of what I had just done in the shower, to the back of my head and ignored what I had initially thought about regarding Riley's body to go back into my bedroom and change. I put on a pair of clean denim jeans, and my black Sons of Anarchy hooded top, I had a few of them as a big fan of the show even back in the UK.

I grabbed my phone, and went downstairs to the kitchen waiting for Riley to want to speak to me about last night. I got downstairs, my mother Lizzie, and Ashley were sat around the kitchen table as my mom was cooking eggs and sausage for us all.

"Where's Riley?" I asked Ashley.

Ashley looked up at me.

"Getting changed, she's had a bath and I gave her some clothes for today." She told me, slicing a piece of bacon apart, and shoving it in her mouth by the fork.

My mother Lizzie looked at us both, she was in her late 40's with dark red hair like Ashley had and was dressed for the day in jeans and a blouse.

"You want to explain, why that young lassie had to stay the night?" She asked me in her own, strong Scottish accent.