Unexpected Tease(Closed)

[WeaverofWorlds]

He set the final box down in his room with a groan of exhaustion. William Smith had been at it for the last few hours, only slightly annoyed that none of his so called friends had shown up to help. Then again, he couldn't expect too much. Jack had already helped out enough, offering him the spare room in his house without a second thought. It might have been the smallest room in the house, but still, a room was more than he could have asked. Especially after...

William shook the thought away before he could get to dwelling on it. His life hadn't gone as he'd expected, but things were at the very least looking better. With a place to stay, and a halfway decent job at a local office handling paperwork. Hardly the most glamourous work, but it was enough to pay the bills and put enough away to have the occasional night out. It would do for now until he could find better work or get promoted.

After a quick shower, William found himself staring at his own reflection in the mirror. He wasn't what he'd consider good looking, though he'd heard from others he was a quite sort of handsome, whatever that meant. Still, he'd done well to keep himself in shape, and even if he'd never measure up to some model, or even some of his more gym rat friends, he took some measure of pride in that at least. With a sigh, he got dressed and headed downstairs in search of something cold to drink before he got back to work unpacking.

Jack had told him there were others in the house, and there were certainly signs of them. Other roommates that he'd let stay in the various rooms, his oh so mysterious girlfriend he bragged about but had never brought to a gathering of the friends. Honestly, William was half convinced Jack was lying about that, but he left it alone out of respect for his friend's help. Better not to question the man letting him live at his house, along with... however many other people were about.

A quick trip through the kitchen found him a bottle of water, one he drank from slowly as he meandered into the living room. As much as he needed to get back to work, he couldn't really muster up the care. There'd be time enough for that, and a few minutes lounging about wouldn't hurt anything.

 

[SandS13]

She was exhausted. All she wanted was a hot shower and a nap. Pulling double shifts was exhausting. Being short staffed was exhausting. Life, at this moment, felt exhausting.

Victoria had the classic tired nurse vibe. Dark brown hair in a messy bun, black scrub pants and a burgundy scrub shirt today.

She juggled her lunch bag, her purse and her keys. Jack wouldn’t be home. In fact none of the others would be. They worked normal jobs, with normal hours that didn’t require them to be subjected to all sorts of bodily fluids. She sighed. It was times like these, when she was really tired that she wondered why she got into this career.

Her key slid into the lock. As she turned it, her mind went to the scared, elderly lady whose hand she held today as they checked her for a broken hip. It was times like those that reminded her why. Helping people.

She smiled tiredly as she opened the door, stepped into the house and closed it behind her. She locked it once more and put her stuff down. Her keys she hung on the little hooks by the door along with her name tag. She scooped up her bags again and as she pulled out her phone with one hand and let down her hair with the other. Victoria began the trek through the living room to the kitchen. Victoria glanced up, at first just barely registering the man and then she froze.

“What are you doing?” A stupid question really. She should be asking who are you or yelling to get out but she found herself unable to really process fear or panic at the moment. Her phone was in her hands but she didn’t even think to dial 911 or anything.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

William didn't really react to the sound of a car seemingly parking itself outside the house. There were other people who were living here obviously. Similarly, he didn't really react much to the sound of someone entering the house, refusing to let someone else interrupt his halfhearted scan of the living room and its various odds and ends. It was clear quite a few people lent themselves to the somehow organized chaos of the room. Too many things of varying interests were scattered about for it to be anything but a combined effort. He supposed he'd likely add to it all whenever he got around to hanging out in the living room.

What he did react to was the sudden question quite literally directed straight at him.

The half turn towards the source of the question brought to view a bedraggled woman who was, by the look of her, running on fumes and caffeine. There was half a second of identifying that yes, she was clearly talking to him. Another half second to put, tentatively, that whoever she was she seemed to be a nurse by the way she dressed, which made the exhausted look make far more sense. Then, perhaps because his mind was occupied placing all of these very important things, his mouth decided he should answer with something utterly inane and completely unhelpful.

"I'm drinking water?"

That is had come out as a question was, at some level, not what he'd intended at all. Then again, he hadn't intended to say anything about the water bottle currently in his hand, as that would be stupid. Still, as his brain caught up with his rebellious mouth, William managed to wrangle a little more pertinent information out, especially because it was fairly clear that she was likely another resident, and that Jack may or may not have actually told anyone else who lived here that there'd be another addition to the house.

"Ah, I'm William. Just moved in today, Jack might've said something... or well, I hope he said something. Nice to meet you."

A brief thought about extending his hand for a handshake, but the woman's hands were full. He'd rather not force her to juggle her things just to shake his hand, and if they were going to be living together, it made sense not to make her life more difficult.

 

[SandS13]

Victoria almost laughed at his reply. Almost. She frowned and shook her head as if to silently say- What the fuck kind of answer is that?

“Moving- No, Jack said his friend was moving in on Thursday and it is-” She checked her wrist, the apple watch lighting up. “Thursday. It is Thursday. Oh, I am so sorry.” She shook her head. “I just did double shifts and I have no sense of time. Jack did say something.” Victoria felt like a complete idiot. Her cheeks were warm and red with embarrassment.

She put her stuff down on the floor, slid her phone into the pocket of her scrub pants and put a hand out. “I am Victoria. Jack’s girlfriend. It is nice to meet you William and again, I am so sorry. You just startled me and I-” She sighed. “I need another coffee and a hot shower.” She laughed.

“I was gonna put my stuff away and shower. Do you want something to eat? Need any help moving stuff in? Did you find the room? I have no idea how much Jack told you. Kind of thought he would be here to help you.” She looked around. She didn’t see extra furniture or boxes.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

"No, don't worry about it. I'm sure this isn't what you expected to come home to after work."

William waved her apology away, not really bothered by her apparent absentmindedness. She'd admitted to lacking in sleep, and he wasn't worried about it anyway. She'd been quick to figure out her mistake, and it wasn't like she'd instantly threatened him or called the cops on him. He took her hand as it was offered, giving a small smile to the tired woman's introduction as they shook.

"Good to finally meet Jack's near mythical girlfriend. He mentions you often enough. Honestly, we were beginning to think he'd made you up." William would have to spread the word that Jack wasn't lying through his teeth. The rest of the crew would be pleased to know, if only to needle the man for information on the woman. He resolved to keep his mouth shut on the details, if only to lord it over them that he knew more about Victoria than they did.

"As for moving in, everything already up in the room. Mostly just boxes and a bed. Think there's a drawer up there for me to use too." Wouldn't be the first time he'd lived mostly out of boxes. It helped he wasn't anything of a packrat. He'd had roommates before who seem to keep hold of nearly everything. "Jack didn't mention too much, but I guess you know how he is. Eternally assuming everyone else can read his mind. He mentioned there were others that lived in the house, though didn't really say how many. Or whether they were ever around. Or even their names. You're the first person I've seen since I got here. Uh... is it usually as empty as it is now?"

 

[SandS13]

“I honestly just lost track of the days. Happens.” Victoria smiled, tiredly.

She picked up her things again and led the way to the kitchen. “Mythical?” She laughed. “I am real, I promise.” She began unpacking her lunch bag. “Did you really think he made me up?” She bent over to load the containers into the dishwasher.

Victoria closed it, standing up and facing him. “There are random pieces of furniture and yes, there are others. This is typical. They are all workaholics. Always in and out. Meetings, work, work gatherings...on the weekend they are often around.” She shrugged. “I am in and out. Depends on my shifts. Jack will be home late, gone early and then gone early. I don’t know that anyone expected you to be here yet but then again, I mean, why wouldn’t you be right?”

She leaned on the counter. “What do you do?” It was clear that Jack didn't talk about his friends much.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

"Well, he always said you existed, but we'd never met you, and he didn't seem keen on showing us any proof otherwise. It sorta just became a running joke among the guys."

William chuckled at the thought. Jack had always been a bit dismissive of his private life. Not that it didn't exist, but when he hung with the guys he was usually less than interested in talking about himself. If he didn't know better, William would have sworn his friend was ashamed of girlfriend. That was clearly not the case, William taking the chance provided by Victoria loading the dishwasher to briefly run his gaze over her form. While her current clothing hid her full figure rather well, it showed enough to have him banish any thought of Jack wanting to keep her hidden for negative reasons. More likely, he was keeping Victoria well away from the rest of their friend group for fear of them brazenly hitting on her.

His eyes were back on her face by the time she'd turned back to him, William taking in the information she provided with a hum of acknowledgement. From the sounds of it, the rest of the household was generally not around, or at least held schedules that kept odd hours compared to the more standard nine to five. Nothing bad about that, but it would mean the house would probably be emptier than he expected, at least until the weekends.

"I'm a clerk for a local office. Mostly just filing away paperwork, keeping things in order, that sort of thing. It isn't all the glamourous, but it pays the bills... mostly." If it truly paid all the bills, he wouldn't be moving into his friend's house, obviously, but it seemed plenty of people were in similar situations. He'd hope to get back into college at some point, something personal circumstances had prevented, but that was future plans, and he'd need to settle properly first before worrying about that. "What do you do? Something in the medical, given what you mentioned about being tired. Ah, but I should let you get to your own things, you probably don't want the third degree from someone your just meeting after getting off of work."

 

[SandS13]

"I see..." Victoria chuckled. "I do in fact exist, I am not a figment of your imagination." She laughed a little harder.

"I am a nurse. Hospital not doctor's office hence the extra tired, over caffeinated look." She leaned back against the counter as she looked at him. "Is that what you are doing? Giving me the third degree?" She smiled at him. "I am hungry and then shower so talk with me, I would like to get to know you." Victoria pushed off the counter and removed her scrub shirt, tossing it towards her bag. Under it she had a tank top, the kind meant for sports that didn't need a bra and wicked moisture and sweat away.

She popped a piece of bread into the toaster. "A clerk eh? You know, if you ever want to change jobs they are always looking for clerks of some sort at the hospital. I hear, depending on the department it isn't a terrible job."

Victoria shook her head a little. "Sorry, I shouldn't assume people want to work at a hospital. Habit I guess. We are short staffed in every department and it is like our mantra to recruit people."

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

"Probably nothing quite so dramatic as the third degree, if I'm being honest. But it would be nice to know a bit more than just the fact that you exist. Like you being a nurse. Seems like a lot of hard work and long hours, going by the stories people tell, but it's a wonderful thing you do."

William meant it too. He personally couldn't even imagine the hours she probably worked, or the sheer exhaustion she was probably feeling right now and yet she was still going. He'd have probably collapsed, caffeine or not. It was that same exhaustion he attributed to her next action the sudden removal of her shirt revealing far more of her figure. While it wasn't stripping down to nothing, the tank top Victoria had underneath her scrubs did far more to flatter her. It was certainly enough to give him pause, his eyes lingering for perhaps a few moments longer than he intended before he shook himself from his shock enough to respond.

"I don't mind getting a better job. Maybe not immediately of course, gotta settle in first, but I'll be sure to take a look. Who knows, maybe you can put a good word in for me. Is that all you were going to eat? Some toast? I mean, I know you're tired, but a bit of bread doesn't seem..." There was a brief pause, a silent consideration of maybe perhaps how much she'd mind him overstepping whatever boundaries she might have before he decided if they were going to be living in the same house he might as well be a decent housemate. "I'm not great chef or anything, but I could probably whip up some eggs or something if you wanted to go take your shower. It's least I can do for letting me stay here."

 

[SandS13]

Victoria smiled, head tilted a little as she waited for her toast and listened to him. He complimented her and it brought a little shrug. She knew the job was important but she didn’t favour praise for it. She always wanted to help people.

She rolled her shoulders a little. “I would have to get to know you better but if you wanted to look into it I would gladly help you.” She glanced at the toaster. “You sir know how to make a very tempting offer.”

Victoria walked towards him. “That sounds awesome. Though I should remind you that Jack is letting you stay here. Just like he is letting me stay here though I doubt you do the same things for him I do.” She gave him a little wink. “You got a deal. You cook, I will shower.” She stepped by him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Scooping up her shirt and her bag she went off to the room she shared with Jack. There, she stripped down, donned her robe and grabbed her towel. She walked down the hall to the big shared bathroom on this floor.

The hot shower was divine. She could feel the day draining away. She shaved her body. She soaped up with her orange blossom soap. Her hair was washed, conditioned and rinsed.

When she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. She toweled off and wrapped it about her body then stood before the mirror. She brushed her hair and then left for the bedroom once more. There she tossed on a pair of shorts and a long sleeved crop top.

“So much better, thank you.” Victoria told him as she re-entered the kitchen. “By the way, you can call me Tori if you like, most do.”

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

He had a reply, really he did. But William found himself struck dumb by Victoria's casual familiarity. Either she was like that with everybody, she had some particular reason to be so touchy and familiar with him, or she was just so tired that she no longer cared. He was fairly sure it was most likely the latter of the three, and almost certainly had nothing to do with him in particular. Regardless, she was gone before he'd gotten past registering the implications of her words or the casual touch upon the shoulder. A sigh pushed aside any other thoughts, he really needed to work on being faster on the uptake, but for now he had a meal to put together.

A quick check found him everything he needed, even if he was interrupted partway through by the toaster happily dinging that it was done. An idle thought that she must have forgotten that she'd put toast on, before he simply included it in his preparations. There was plenty of food, thankfully, the fridge was apparently well stocked, even if it looked like maybe half of what was in it was leftovers of some kind. Those went ignored in favor of some eggs, which William was only just realizing he'd forgotten to ask how she took. Well, he'd have to fall back on a simple scrambled as the safest option. A bit of toast thrown in, and while it wasn't a "complete" breakfast, or even much of a lunch if he were being honest, it should be filling enough.

When he turned at Victoria's return, he felt his eyes widen slightly. It was a rather drastic shift in appearance, not least of which because she seemed just a bit more awake and alive than before. He definitely hadn't expected her to go from a work uniform to something that did much, much more than simply flatter her figure. It was only after he snapped back, his eyes leaving the very tempting sight of her legs and bare stomach to meet her gaze again, that he realized he'd definitely been caught staring. A not so subtle cough, the feel of his face heating up, and William bravely chose to not mention it at all. Hopefully Victoria would be feeling merciful, and maybe a bribe of food would help with that.

"Tori. Got it. You can call me Will if you like. Some do, though for some reason it's never caught on among most. I just through something together, but it's better than just toast, right?"

 

[SandS13]

Victoria smiled a little. He stared a little and this brought a blush to her cheeks but she said nothing about it. “Looks great and yes, better than just toast.”

She grabbed a plate and put some eggs on it, adding the piece of toast he had prepped. “Super sweet of you. Going to join me?” A welcoming smile in his direction as she went to the table and took a seat.

“Do you prefer Will or William? I would like to call you whatever you prefer to be called. Once I knew a William who went by Liam but keep kept calling him Will. God it annoyed him and I get it. Like- I don’t like Vickie but there is this woman at work who calls me that. Bothers me and I correct her all the time but she doesn’t care.” She shook her head. “Sorry, I get chatty when I am tired and it is usually just me here so I don’t notice how much I talk.” She looked down sheepishly before taking a bite of the eggs.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

"I can't say I'm all that hungry myself, but I wouldn't mind sitting with you awhile while you eat. Just so long as you're not someone who feels awkward when no one else is eating with you."

William took a seat opposite her, considering her question regarding his name. He couldn't honestly say he'd ever had an issue with people's nicknames for him. People often shortened it to Will, particularly his family members. He couldn't say he'd ever had anyone attempt Liam, but that probably wouldn't bother him either, beyond the initial surprise. That said...

"Anyone who uses Bill as a shortened form of William. I haven't had anyone personally use it, but I know people do, and it kinda confuses me. There's no B in my name, why would Bill even be an option, you know?" Victoria's concern for her chattiness was waved away with a small chuckle. "Don't worry about chatting away. I'm not much of a talker myself, but feel free to talk my ear off or ask any questions you like. You're certainly much better company than most of my options, friends included. Though now that I have you captive with food," A quick grin to hopefully show he was joking, "do you mind if I ask how you met Jack? Like I mentioned he doesn't go into much detail when he mentions you, beyond you existing. I'm kinda curious for the juicy details, if you know what I mean."

 

[SandS13]

She was eating but her attention was mostly on him. Victoria liked the company. She figured it would be one of the only times this happened though as his job was likely during the same sort of regular business hours that everyone else's were.

Victoria laughed. "He never told you likely because it involves him doing something stupid." She took another bite and chewed, swallowing before putting down her fork. She reached for his hand. She turned it over and traced a finger over his palm. "Okay so in here there are lots of little bones, real easy to cause a small fracture and it hurts like hell because everything is connected and works together." She looked up at him to see if he was following. She kept his hand in hers as she talked, idly caressing the palm with her fingertips.

"So Jack was, and I shit you not- playing squash. First and last time. Seems he forgot he was playing squash and not wall ball. He smacked the ball and hurt his hand. I was one of his nurses." Victoria laughed. "He tried to pretend like he was fine but the hand is pretty sensitive."

She gave a gave a little shrug. Her fingers traced the lines in William's hand. "We got to chatting and then he asked me out. I don't usually agree to that sort of thing but he was charming. I figured one date...and here we are."

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

William was frozen.

It was the best way he could think to describe the state of his mind in that moment, as Victoria took his hand and began to trace her finger over the bones. She was talking, he was sure of it, but his ears weren't catching the words, the mind not translating words to meaning. His eyes were glued to her fingertips, as they transitioned from purposeful illustration to idle caressing. It was sending shivers up his arms, twisting something in his heart and making him think thoughts he definitely knew he shouldn't be thinking.

She's just being overly familiar, that's all. Just a naturally touchy person...

William chanted that in his mind, practically willing it to be true. Somehow, his mind caught on that Victoria was wrapping up her story, forcing his attention onto her once more, his eyes finally snapping up to meet hers as he realized he'd been staring at where their hands were so lightly joined. His face flushed slightly, William coughing to try to cover his embarrassment and banish any further thoughts.

"Here we are. Sounds like something Jack would do. You'd think he'd be more careful. You should ask him about the time he tried to prove he could jump out a two pane window without breaking the bottom pane of glass. It... well, it didn't end well."

He chuckled at the memory, the near two hour long argument among the friends that ultimate led to the doomed feat. It was almost worth the drive to the hospital afterwards. Almost. Jack had been right though, he very well could jump out a window without touching the bottom pane. Just... probably hadn't helped he'd jumped out a second story window and broke his arm.

It was only then that William suddenly realized he hadn't withdrawn his hand at the end of her story. Victoria hadn't taken back hers either, and... she hadn't stopped her idle ghostlike touching of his palm, her fingers tracing out the lines. He could feel his fingers twitch, the possibly of returning the gesture. But... no, that wasn't... that wouldn't be a smart move, or even a good idea in general. Maybe... maybe she was testing him or something. Trying to figure out if he was a sleazebag or something.

 

[SandS13]

“Window? Oh man, I knew he was reckless but that is just..” She chuckled. “So you two have known each other for a while, clearly. I hear at one point he had frosted tips in his hair. He won’t let me see any pictures though. Is it true?” Victoria stood, moving her hand from his and picking up her empty plate. She rinsed it in the sink and loaded it into the dishwasher, bending over as she reached for something in the bottom. “Eww...I tell them they need to rinse the dishes first..”

Standing once more she went to the garbage and tossed something in before going to the sink to wash her hands. She dried them and reached back to adjust her shorts which had ridden up her backside. “I would say he is less reckless these days but who knows when he is at work?” Victoria laughed and returned to the table. She rested her chin in her hand and looked him over. “You have a girlfriend?” Victoria’s nose wrinkled as she made a face. “Sorry, that is nosey.”

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

"We've known each other a long time. Three, four years now I think? He's a good friend to have, always willing to help however he can. Even if he can be reckless about it." Letting William just stay in his house, for instance, without a care in the world for anything that could possibly cause problems for others. Still, Jack was his friend, and William couldn't have asked for a better one. "As for the frosted tips, well... I don't really think he knew what he was doing at the time. You didn't hear it from me, but he looked like an idiot."

Victoria had moved by that point, picking her dishes up and moving through the routine of readying them for the dishwasher. When she bent over to collect whatever was in the washer, her 'eww' marking it as something disgusting, his eyes slipped back to the roundness of her ass, her shorts clinging nicely, sliding up to reveal yet more temptation in the form of her supple skin. Her fingers readjusting the shorts back down once more only served to highlight that moment, William's eyes glued to the movements before she turned and his eyes were back with her's.

He could feel an uncomfortable tightness in his pants, one he was glad was hidden by the table from view. A wave of shame shot through him, that he'd be so obviously ogling Jack's girlfriend. The thought that he was only looking, admiring even, helped soothe the shame somewhat though. He didn't have any plans to do anything to Victoria, he certainly wasn't going to overstep his bounds, regardless of how good she filled out her clothing, or how much of an inspiration she was to his imagination.

But soon enough she was moving on to safer topics, if somewhat more depressing. He grimaced at the thought, even as he replied with a self-deprecating chuckle.

"No, no girlfriend. Not recently anyway. Haven't had the time, and certainly not in a good place financially for that anyway. I know you and Jack are probably plenty happy here, but I feel like I'm intruding enough on everyone without trying to bring a girl back. I'm not really what a woman looks for anyway, busy-work clerks aren't exactly what's popular."

 

[SandS13]

She listened to him talk about Jack as she took in his features. Victoria was good at memorizing features. Hell, at work half the time you only remembered features about a patient, not names. It was hard, seeing so many day in and day out to remember a name but features were easier. William didn’t have a unibrow or big ears. His face was pleasing to look at, his smile warm.

“A handsome man, steady job isn’t what a woman looks for?” She shook her head a little. “I don’t know, you seem like quite the catch to me. Busy shouldn’t bother someone. We all have things to do. Sure, is it hard when you barely see each other? Yeah but like- who isn’t busy, right?”

Victoria placed a hand gently on his. “Look, don’t think of this as a temporary thing, staying here I mean. This is your place now too. You aren’t intruding. You can bring women back here. You can have friends over, guests, parties….whatever. Just make sure to keep clean the mess and no one will care.” She sighed. “Well we might care if you have parties but don’t invite us. I make a great guacamole and I do have clothes that aren’t scrubs.” She laughed. “Besides, who else is gonna help me get ammunition to tease Jack with. United front.” She winked at him.

“So.” Victoria slid her hand off his arm and stood. “Need help unpacking or we can watch bad daytime tv until I feel the need to nap. What do you say, William?” She laughed again. Victoria stretched her arms up and leaned from side to side, stretching out her back. Her cropped top rode up exposing her stomach and ribs.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

Despite the seemingly sincere compliments, William brushed them aside with the ease of long practice. He wasn't going to disagree with her per say, she was allowed her opinion after all. But that didn't mean the world at large agreed, and he certainly didn't feel like his mild little clerical job was anything the women of the world would be writing home about at all. Heck, he was living out of someone else's house, that's how hard up he was for a place to stay. He'd hardly call that stable or inviting. But then Victoria was assuaging those thoughts, probably without even realizing she was doing it, her hand on his a gentle comfort that managed to get rid of some of the negativity. Jack was a lucky man to have found her.

"United front, right. I've got a bunch of stories I could tell you, I'm sure you could drag those out at the opportune moments."

Then she was rising to her feet, stretching the kinks out of herself, and his position left him at the ideal height to watch her top ride up, to see the smooth skin of her stomach, the hint of her ribs, the slight tightness of the top against the swell of her chest. Suddenly his libido was reminding him why he was uncomfortably tight in his pants right now, and that to get up with her would leave his reaction to her readily visible.

"Ah... well, I don't think I really need help unpacking, there's not much. But I guess it couldn't hurt to take more of a break, watch some tv. I'll meet you in the living room, just gotta... do a thing..."

It sounded weak, even to his ears, only made more so because his eyes were still on her stomach and he was fairly certain she was going to notice soon if he didn't put his gaze somewhere safer, but damn... where did she manage to find the time to keep herself looking that fit in between all the work she no doubt had on her plate?

 

[SandS13]

“I definitely want to hear all the stories you have and I will get them out of you.” She smiled as she turned. “No rush, do what you need to do and I will be just veggie out on the couch.” Victoria looked back, smiling.

As she moved away she wondered what he had to do and then it dawned on her that he likely needed the bathroom and was just not the sort to be like- I need to piss...or maybe he had to shit. He was sweet and it made her smile to imagine him and Jack hanging out.

She turned on the tv and brought up Netflix. Victoria rolled her neck, stiff and sore from hours at work. She rolled her shoulders and then, waiting for William, laid on the floor to stretch out her back. She closed her eyes and brought one knee up to her chest. With a groan she pulled it tight in and then held it there. She crossed it over her body and twisted, loosening her back. “Oh…” Her spine popped. “Yes…”

Victoria repeated the process on the other side. She forgot someone else was around and didn’t really consider how the noises she was making could be interpreted as sexual in any way. She rolled on her stomach and then pressed up, a position she did many many times in her yoga class. Legs and arms straight, hips and ass pushed back to open and lengthen.

“Mmm…” Victoria exhaled and deepened the downward dog stretch. Her shorts rode up in the back, her top hung down in front. Her hips moved a little side to side as she tried to get them to relax more. She felt the tendons and ligaments in her legs loosen. “That’s it….” Another deep groaning exhale.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

William took a long, deep breath as Victoria left the room. He'd barely known the woman for a couple of hours and he was already getting confused. This didn't bode well. He could only thank that so far she seemed oblivious to the effect she was having on him, and that his own self control wasn't anything to sneeze at. Not to mention she was already taken, by Jack no less. She had absolutely no reason to consider him as anything more than just the friend of a friend, and that thought alone helped keep him from lingering too long on idle fantasies.

A few minutes to center himself, wrangle his wayward libido under control and convince himself once again that Victoria meant absolutely nothing by her casual touching and unwitting teasing. Then he was standing, making his way into the living room just in time to be favored with a sound that had his imagination shoot back into the atmosphere. He could feel himself visibly stiffen, his whole body tensing at the sight of Victoria's ass pushed skyward, his gaze fixed on the smooth skin on display. Her shorts, riding up and doing wonders to define the smooth curve without actually revealing anything. The way her top hung, from his vantage point showing flashes of the swell of her chest. She was, in a word...

"Gorgeous."

A few moments later and William's brain rebooted, helpfully informing him that his mouth was hanging open, his cock was rock hard, and that he'd spoken out loud like an idiot. Another moment and he'd clamped his mouth shut again, hoped his erection wasn't too noticeable and loudly coughed to make his presence known, hopefully without startling the her too much. If he were the religious sort, William might have started silently praying that she'd not heard him, or that she'd write it off as nothing more than a compliment. Maybe she'd double down and not call any attention to the heat he could feel in his face, even as his libido helpfully supplied him with any number of ways he could help her "stretch".

 

[SandS13]

Her pulse pounded in her ears, drowning out everything else. She didn’t hear his footsteps or his comment. Victoria pressed back more, really pushing her hips back and stretching herself out. Her shorts rode up more, pulled tighter.

The cough caused her to try and look under her arm at him but her shirt was in the way. “Sorry, just about done. I get so stiff from work. Jack hates when I stretch like this. He says it wastes time.” She chuckled. “But then he would never try yoga so…”

Victoria came out of the stretch and onto her stomach then she rolled over and laid there a moment. “What about you? Ever do yoga? Work out? Play sports?” She stretched her arms up over her head and inhaled, expanding her chest up and out. There was a soft pop and Victoria exhaled with a moan. “I get so tense…”

She sat up and then stood. “So what sort of stuff are you into?” She sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. “Come on, I don’t bite.”

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

"Jack always is in a rush..."

William's voice trailed off as his attention remained focused upon the numerous interesting ways Victoria's shirt pulled tight against her chest as it rose and fell. He couldn't quite bring himself to drag his attention away, at least not until she had stood up and made her way over to the couch. It was a welcome relief and, he could be forced to admit, something of a disappointment. Even if she proclaimed to not bite, she was definitely a temptation.

"I'm not much of a sporty type. I used to run a bit, but haven't had the time for it recently." William moved over to the couch himself, sitting down where he'd been directed to. They were moving to safer water now, and that would help him keep his libido under some sort of control. "I read, mostly. It's easier when I'm not doing much at work to have a good book around. I used to play games when I was younger, but I've sorta fell away from that. Um... not really one for going out. I'm a bit of a homebody. Sorry if that's not really all that exciting."

 

[SandS13]

She adjusted in her seat. “Why do you say that reading and being someone who enjoys being home isn’t exciting. It is nice. Not a big partier or expensive tastes. Not out banging every girl you meet. Those are really nice qualities in a guy.”

Victoria smiled at him and turned on the tv. “I think that is an extremely attractive quality, not that my opinion matters, of course.” She loaded netflix. “Don’t get the wrong idea.” She gave him a playful nudge.

As she scanned through the options she glanced at him. “What sort of things do you like to read?” She paused and looked at him, waiting for him to give an opinion on the selections offered. “Movie, tv, show, documentary?”

Victoria shifted once more, pulling her legs up onto the couch and leaning a little towards him. “I am easy. Not picky.”

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

"I guess so. You'd probably know more about that than me. Girls knowing what they like, right? But yeah, no wrong ideas here. You've got Jack, and he's plenty for anybody to handle, let alone one woman."

The conversation was moving to safe enough topics, things he felt comfortable in. Self-deprecation was good for deflating any sense of lust, and it helped further that Victoria wasn't stretching her clothes in interesting ways. William followed her direction to sit easily, plopping down next to her as he considered her questions with perhaps a bit more seriousness than he might have needed.

"I don't know. I'll read just about anything, given half a chance. Maybe I lean a bit more towards the fantastical, you know fantasy or sci-fi or whatever. But give me a good book and I'll give it a read. I remember reading some of those sappy romance novels aimed at single mothers a couple of times. A bit much for my tastes, but the stories always had happy endings, so there's that, right?"

He chuckled a little at the memory, it had been pure chance someone had left them around at work, but there hadn't been much else to read at the time. He wasn't lying either, he hadn't minded them at all after giving them half a chance, despite the all to predictable plot lines.

"Um... I don't know, we probably don't want anything too long or anything. You mentioned getting a nap in after all, and I still gotta finish unpacking, even if it's not all that much. Maybe a lighthearted show, something tongue in cheek we can just laugh at?"