Derek down at Room 363

[FieryDreams]

The movers completed transferring my junk into the room.

I leave the door cracked slightly open in case I have to run back out to my car again. I slowly drop to the floor exhausted in the long day I've had. Box after box moved across the country to this new apartment. I was excited as life would be much more relaxed here from where I lived prior. I begin to unpack my things, but since it's very late I slip into a deep sleep right there in the middle of my living room floor.

[FoxyRoxy]

I heard there was a new tenent in the building so I go over to investigate since I couldnt write anything for my book. As I get to the door I notice it open so I peak inside curriously "H...Hello? You left your door open." I open the door wider and step inside cautiously as I look around before noticing you sleeping on the floor so I walk over and kneel down poking your cheek slightly "Ummm....Excuse me sir"

[FieryDreams]

I barely move, softly move one of my eyes open to spy what just poked me. In my blurred state, I catch the beauty of a young woman sitting over me. I think nothing of it at first as if it were some dream. My eye closing again. 

I think to myself, I don't know that woman and  that poke felt super real.  I jet my eyes open seeing you sitting there. It wasn't a dream, instantly I sit up in panic. "Ummm, hi!"

[FoxyRoxy]

I flinch at the sudden movement and look at you with wide eyes "Hello sorry for walking right in but you left your door open and no one answered so I had to come make sure you were not being robbed" I sit there crouched with my skirt trapped between my thighs as I look at you "Oh sorry for being rude my name is Mimi I live in apartment 369"

[FieryDreams]

My heart calming down. "HI, I'm Derek. It's so nice to meet you Mimi." I smile crossing my legs to sit properly. "I apologize as I don't have much to sit on, and the house is a mess, I just moved in, pretty much why I crashed on the floor" I smile scratching my head from embarrassment.

[FoxyRoxy]

I giggle looking at you as I smile "I just moved in last week so I understand the problem though I did just get a couch to sleep on beats the air mattress I had previously" I look down blushing a bit "I just wanted to welcome you to the building I was having a bit of writers block and figured why not come see the new tenant who just moved in" I start rambling as I was getting a little nervous around you "Umm I dont have much but I do know how to cook would you like to come have dinner with me....unless you have other plans"

[FieryDreams]

My eyes brighten up a friend on the first day! A cute one at that. "I'd love that! Just let me know and I can help if you need it." I don't have much for groceries yet, so I can't bring much." I look apologetic looking at the boxes belonging to my kitchen that will take forever to get unpacked. 

[FoxyRoxy]

I look around your apartment and shake my head as I smile shyly "It seems you need more help than I do how about after dinner I come back over and help you unpack?" I stand up as I fix my skirt and smile sweetly "Dinner will be at 6 just bring yourself I dont need anything who knows maybe it will help me with my writing" 

[FieryDreams]

I smile, "you're wonderful, thank you. I will be there at 6," I walk you to the door watching you as you walk away." I return to my room dancing in happiness that I made a friend today. I better clean up and make myself presentable.

[FoxyRoxy]

I smile as I was still in shock by being so bold and talking with someone new as I then get flustered and start making dinner for us both as I hoped you would like it though wasnt sure why I was so nervous

[FieryDreams]

As the clock strikes 6 you hear a knock at your door. Opening it you find myself standing there nervously twittling my thumbs. I have showered since we first met, now in a collared shirt, and looking much more presentable.

[FoxyRoxy]

I walk to the door looking through the peephole before opening the door and smiling softly "Hey come on inside." I had also showered and changed into something apropriate for dinner though I wore skin tight jeans and a white off the sholder shirt along with some biker boots. "Sorry for the mess I had just enough time to shower and change since dinner took longer to cook

[FieryDreams]

"No all is well!" I follow you inside closing the door behind me. "I could help if you need anything, you cooked me dinner, there has to be something I can do." I smile, sniffing the air. "Wow it smells wonderful in here." 

[FoxyRoxy]

I shake my head smiling at you as I go to the table where there was spagettie and meatballs along with garlic bread on the table "Thanks it isnt anything to fancy and I am fine I just havent gotten around to cleaning since I started writing my next book" 

[FieryDreams]

As we walk up to the table, my eyes scan the apartment. A few things litter the floor, but nothing compared to my apartment currently. "I don't know what you mean by messy, thenplace looks fine." I say this assuring to you knowing there is worse. My interests peaks once you mention your writing. "You mentioned something before about writing, mind telling me a little about your stuff?" I think to myself, I hope I am not asking too much.

[FoxyRoxy]

I blush a bit as I look at you "I umm write romance and erotica books mainly fantasy erotics but I havent done much in the way of my current book so I thought maybe a walk to clear my head would work" I sit down at the table and smile softly "Anyway enough about me lets eat"

[FieryDreams]

The idea of fantasy erotica sticks in my mind, my curiosity growing around that subject. I follow you to your dining table and sit in the chair across from you. The piping hot spaghetti sitting in the bowl, steam still waiting up its delicious smell up into my nose. 

[FoxyRoxy]

"Anyway lets eat Derek" I blush some as I make my plate but then thinks of something "Oh my where are my mannors what would you like to drink?" I look down blushing a bit more 

[FieryDreams]

"OH thank you! What do you have? I drink alcohol, soda, water, milk. Whatever you have I'll take." I continue to smile, my awkwardness still spooling around the erotica thing. 

I reach down taking a fork full of spaghetti and putting it in my mouth.

[FoxyRoxy]

I get up and walk to the kitchen pulling out a bottle of wine that would go great with the spaghetti as I then sit down and pours us both a glass before I take a bite of my own spaghetti and lets out a small moan from how amazing it tasted "This is my faorite dish my grandmother taught me how to make it home made and now its the only way I make it

[FieryDreams]

The moan caught me off guard. Sipping at my own glass of wine. "This is very delicious, your grandmother should be proud." I try to fish the erotica writing back up, but after the grandma statement, I feel my face flare up, it would be too awkward. I look down getting more spaghetti on my fork and biting into it.

[FoxyRoxy]

I smile at you before eating my food "She was proud of everything I did even convinced me to move out of my parents home so I did my mother never approved of my writing since they are conservitives" I sip my wine "Right now I am writing a book on two strangers but I dont really know how to work the sceens just yet

[FieryDreams]

My eyebrows go up, "maybe I can help, if you don't mind of course. I've tried writing in the past, but work took precedence in my life." I feel awkward asking, but might male instincts driving me, such a beautiful woman like you I could be more than friends with. I try to hide these thoughts, as thinking about erotica doesn't help concealing a boner.

[FoxyRoxy]

I sip my wine and blush a bit "I umm I am needing a more hands on approach with the writing you see I may write erotics but Ive never had sex and I couldnt ask you to take my virginity to show me what sex is like to help with writing my stories better" i look down shyly

[FieryDreams]

"Oh." That caught me further off guard, she needed experience, well I need that too, I thought to myself. I go for another fork full of spaghetti softly under my breath,  "I could help with that too..." not intending on you to hear that. My face red with embarrassment from asking about helping you write.