A Good Somali Brother in Toronto
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It all started when I moved to a new apartment near my college in Toronto. I and my roommates were moving in our furniture early morning around 7 a.m. As we were waiting for the elevator to open, a Caucasian girl in her early 20s’ came out of the elevator in her gym gear. As she was leaving the elevator, there was a moment where I looked at her and she looked at me and there was some kind of connection already.
Gradually time passed and I forgot about her. The building I stay in has 35 floors and I live on the 14th floor. One fine day, I was waiting for the elevator at my floor, the elevator opens and I see her and luckily the elevator was going down. I looked at her and we exchanged smiles. As there was no one else in the elevator, there was an awkward silence and finally, she said nice jacket. Though it was nothing much but I was delighted. I smiled at her and thanked her.
I saw her couple of times in the building and we exchanged pleasantries. On a Sunday afternoon, I planned to do my laundry as it was the only day I had an off. To my luck, I happen to bump into her in the laundry room in the basement of the building where there are not many people present, only the ones who want to use the laundry room. I loaded my clothes and the timer started with 50 minutes.
The laundry room has a sitting area with a T.V. and a small couch good enough for three people to sit and she was sitting there with a book in her hand, her right leg placed on her left leg and she was leaned back wearing a cute pair of spectacles. She was wearing a white long shirt with the top two buttons open, probably she didn’t realize. To help you imagine better. She is 5’6 in height with a petite body structure, tight pair of butts and her round soft tits with pink nipples almost visible in her translucent white shirt.
When it comes to me I am a 5’9, North Indian, 24-year-old fellow with an average built, used to play football for my school, so got cuts and bulge at the right places.
I thought to myself that I need to seize the day! I went and sat on the couch but there was still some space between us for a person to sit. We looked at each other, exchanged smiles and she asked, “Have you guys settled in well in the building?” I was amazed how sharp could her memory be. I told her that we are still getting used to the neighborhood and we talked for a while when I got to know that she is from Montreal (5 hours away from Toronto). Montreal is located in the French State of Canada, so most of the people speak French over there. The thought of talking to a French girl in the laundry room in the basement of a building made my dick rise a little. She told me that she a Finance Consultant in Toronto and has been living in the same building from the past two years.
After talking for a while, she noticed her laundry was already done and I felt an ache in my heart that why did the machine start beeping. I helped her take out her clothes as there were many, she put it in the basket and I noticed there was a black lace panty still in the machine, I immediately picked it up and offered it to her, she looked at me with an erotic expression as if I saw her naked and there is nothing to hide anymore. She took the panty from my hand. Just to build upon the opportunity I asked her if she needed some help carrying the basket to her apartment. I knew if she said yes to this then someone is getting lucky today.
She looked at me and after a pause, with a smirk, she said: “I would love that.”
I could see fireworks blow out of my head. The feeling was unreal. I had already started dreaming about what would happen in sheer minutes. I didn’t give a damn about my laundry and followed her picking one of her two baskets. As she was walking in front of me I noticed her butt sticking out and her long shirt giving shape to her butt. The site was so serene that I couldn’t thank myself enough that I offered to help and that led to this moment.
She entered the elevator and pressed 19th floor. We didn’t talk at all in the elevator and I could listen to her breathe heavily. Maybe she could hear me as well. I was adjusting the basket in my hand and my arm touched her and a current passed through my body. I didn’t remove my arm and to my surprise neither did she.
The elevator stopped and I let her proceed as I didn’t want to miss the sight of those curves carved to perfection. We entered her place and we kept the clothes in her living area. She thanked me and I smiled back. I was thinking to come up with something which could lead to me staying there. But, I was forgetting that I’m dealing with a French woman and they have their way sorted and straight up. She asked me if I was free and wanted to join her for a glass of wine as it was Sunday and she had nothing much to do.
I couldn’t be happier and I could see it in her eyes that she knew that I wanted her. I smiled and said that same words “I would love that”.
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