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And this is my life. Only a couple more weeks and I?ll neverhave to do rounds again! Alas, it is my job for now, so I?m going to do it. It?s same old same old. No banging co-eds. No extra tasks from my boss. This should go smoothly, if not boring. There is only one hitch for me to consider this time around: the laundry room door. Every week, we report that damn door to maintenance and it has yet to be fixed. The lock is faulty and if you are inside and the door is closed, you are not getting out unless someone comes along. I cannot tell you how many residents have gotten stuck in there this year. By this time, everyone in the building knows better than to close the door behind themselves. On my second rounds of the night, I am careful not to let the door slam behind me. The last thing I need is to get trapped in this hot-ass room. I actually like searching the laundry room. After I check for washers and dryers that are out of order, I always make sure there aren?t any items inside the machines. I usually pull out stray thongs, socks, condom wrappers, and even spare change. I get lucky tonight and pull out $2.50 and an unopened condom. Don?t judge me, I totally kept it. Protection. Always protection. My pen scratches across the clipboard and I wipe my forehead. Because of all these freaking machines, sweating is as easy as breathing in this room. I can already feel moisture between my plump breasts. ?Hey.? Someone startles me and I glance over my shoulder. Tall. Blond hair, blue eyes, broad shoulders?think surfer boy if you need a stereotype to picture him. He smiles at me with a pearly-white grin and I am suddenly very aware of my tank top and sloppy sweats reserved for rounds almanbahis şikayet (https://almanbahis.live/) only. Of all the nights for me to look like a homeless person. ?What?s up?? He asks me, and after blinking a couple more times than is necessary, I find my voice. ?Um. Hi.? I wipe my brow again. ?Nothing much and you?? I?ve never seen this guy before. Usually, I can recognize most of our residents, but I think I would remember him. Looking up from my writing again, I notice his muscular calves and the contours of his back beneath his v-neck shirt. Yep. I would definitely remember that. ?Well, I think it could be a little hotter in here.? He replies, smirking. ?Just a tad.? I giggle slightly and head to the door. His presence was raising the temperature and fast. I have to get out of here before something happens because I am not allowed to fraternize with any of my residents. Stupid rule? Shaking my head subtly, I head for the door. Wait. I know I left that door open. I take three quick steps to the handle and yank gently. No. No. NO! I try again and again even though I know it is pointless. ?Shit!? How did this happen? And then, it hit me. I turn to look at surfer boy. He looks confused. ?What?s going on?? He remarks. ?I?m sorry.? I take a deep breath holding back my rage. I am about to blow. ?I don?t think I?ve seen you before. My name is Gretchen, but people call me Gretchie. And you are?? I ask failing to stay calm and collected. ?Oh um, I?m Ian. I?m visiting my cousin Chris and had to wash my swim trunks.? I nod finally understanding how he could have made this error. ?Well, Ian. Now that you tell me that, I feel really bad for what I?m about to do?? ?What??? He raises an eyebrow almanbahis canlı casino (https://almanbahis.live/) and I let him have it. ?What the HELL?! Do you have ANY IDEA what you?ve done!? We?re stuck in here.? ?Wait. Stuck?? His eyes widen as he looks from me to the door and back. ?Yes. Stuck. Trapped. Locked-in. Not! Leaving!? I exclaim. He rushes over and tries the door himself. Now that I have said my peace, I am a lot less annoyed. I sit down in a chair against the wall and wipe sweat off of my neck. Ian puts his head against the door and turns to lean against it. ?I can?t open it.? He pouts in a very sexy way. ?Mmmhm. That?d be about right.? I reply, fanning myself with my hand unsuccessfully. I do not feel any less warm. Ian wipes some droplets from his neck. ?You mind if I?? He gestures like he wants to remove his shirt. I wave him to go ahead and he yanks it off. Hey, I might as well have something to look at. That is not even fair! I can?t help myself, I run my eyes over his torso. His chest naturally sticks out because of his muscles and his flat abdomen flexes as he throws his shirt aside. I let my eyes float shut not even worrying whether he saw me or not. ?The door locks from the inside. It?s supposed to be getting fixed this week, or so they tell me.? ?Soooo we just wait until someone comes and opens the door right?? ?Considering that there is one dryer running?with your clothes in it. And it is 2 a.m. We may be here for a while.? I tell him. He hangs his head and slides down to sit on the floor directly across from me. ?Are you sure there isn?t anyone we can call? I?d text Chris, but I left my phone upstairs. Didn?t think I?d need it.? My eyes pop open as his words almanbahis casino (https://almanbahis.live/) register and I remember my phone tucked in the side of my bra. With no warning whatsoever, I slide my tank top aside so I can reach it. Let him look if he wants. I don?t even know this kid...Hold on, if he isn?t a resident, then this could get interesting. I unlock my phone and wipe the screen off on my pants. It is coated in sweat from my sticky skin. I call the campus security and give them my details. After hanging up, I catch him eyeing my body. I don?t even think he notices how obvious he?s being. Two can play this game. ?I called campus security. They said they would send someone over within the next hour or so. Knowing them, that might be generous. They hate it when students have trouble with anything lock-related so they take their sweet time.? I tell him. In all reality I could get someone to come open the door without problem or delay, but after seeing the couple in the stairwell and then my boss and her boyfriend?.I am wanting to be fucked. Plain and simple. And I wanted this stranger to push me up against the locked door and bang my pussy until I came all around him. ?Great. I guess we have some time on our hands. Any suggestions?? He smirks at me. Mmm you have no idea. I think he has the same thing on his mind as I do on mine judging by the way he keeps his blue eyes following my every move as I stand to walk over to him. Only one way to find out. I lick my upper lip slowly and suggestively. ?We can play a game.? I say to him. He stands so he can look down at me and my low-cut top. ?What kind of game?? He questions. One of his hands slides around to my lower back: a spot that makes me quiver in the best way. My stomach muscles clench as I grow warm and wet in my panties. ?A fun one.? I place my hand on his chest, slightly slick with sweat. ?I?m all ears.? He replies and backs up so he is leaning on the door with me pressed against him.