She heard him walking about in the hallway and didn’t want to risk running into him in those shorts again so she stayed safely in her room. Not that she hadn’t admired the wonderful view last night. She’d done that and a whole lot more. But then she’d felt embarrassed when she hadn’t been able to take her eyes off his crotch and his obvious erection. She’d even gotten a slight peek at his dick, too, which she knew had made her blush big time. She sat on the bed and put her face in her hands, reliving the uncomfortable feeling all over again. She hadn’t known what to say or what to do, but luckily Presley had needed feeding so she’d been able to take refuge down in the kitchen. It wasn’t that she found his shorts or erection inappropriate, but she’d wanted him so badly that it had sent her hormones into overdrive. Her breasts had ached, their nipples had gone on high alert, and the stirring in her pussy had been like nothing she’d ever experienced before. By the time she’d gotten back to her room, she’d had to go in search of a dry pair of panties.
