Lucy

If you thought I had been a dead-beat loser with women throughout my life, then I'm sorry you would be totally wrong because the truth was that at one point in my life, I had been a playboy.

From the age of 18-22, I had a good number of women in my palm, but that was not a history I am proud of considering how reckless and stupid I had been.

It was sad that it took the death of my parents to show me how astray I had gone in my journey of life, but since their death when I was 22, I had never approached a girl right till even now that I was supposedly 25.

Don't get me wrong, I talked and interacted with them but most of the time it was just simple academic interaction. To put it simply, I had no female friends and hadn't gotten pussy in over 3 years.

Leaving my apartment, I walked to the door of the next apartment and without hesitation knocked on it.

I stayed in a single off-campus story building that catered to the needs of students and was mostly populated by them, so the chances that my knock wouldn't be heard were quite minimal.

I waited for a few seconds, hoping that I wasn't too late and soon the door was opened, warm air which smelled of shampoo and a fruity something hitting my nose before the image of a lady who had just a pink towel wrapped around her body and was hiding half her body behind the door entered my sight.

With her long black hair, pink lips, fair skin, curvy hips and round bottom, Lucy Corlea was my next-door neighbour and also the beginning of my journey into perversion.

My lust for Lucy, but perceived inability to acquire her made me a man who drilled a hole nearly all the way through the wall that separated my room and her bathroom and made a crack in one of the tiles of her bathroom, so I could peep on her whenever she came in there.

This perverted work of engineering had been done by me last year when maintenance had been done on all the rooms in the building, it had been a holiday period, the workmen a bit lax with how they worked and the building nearly empty save for few homeless students like me.

After countless times of jerking off to the images of Lucy wearing tight shorts and tops in my head, I so badly, no needed to upgrade and so had done what was necessary.

Now back to the situation I had matched into.

"Hey… whatsup" Lucy said trying to cover up her failure to recollect my name.

"Hey Lucy, are you okay, I heard a heavy thud on the wall and couldn't help but come to check."

"Yes, that was just me hitting the wall of my bathroom, but I don't think I hit it that hard" Lucy said looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

"An outspoken woman" I thought to myself having never interacted with the young woman outside of greeting and secretly taking pictures of her in skinny clothes using either my eyes or my phone.

"You're right, all I heard was a faint thud, but I figured I might as well use this as a chance to talk to a beautiful girl," I said with a nonchalant shrug my posture full of confidence, but the expression on Lucy's face as she looked at me from head to toe immediately had alarms ringing in my head."

"You came to flirt with me looking like this."

Hearing Lucy's question I followed in her footsteps, looking at myself from toe to chest and ignoring the fact that I had on just socks, my trousers had a visible patch-up work on the left side and that the shirt I wore had seen way better days, I replied.

"Yes, anything wrong with it."

My question had Lucy blinking at me in surprise and then she shook her head apparently in a possible time crunch, but the thing was I didn't care, I came here with my own agenda.

"Thank you for your compliment, I'm fine thank you, goodbye …... ahhh"

Yep, while Lucy went giving me goodbye dialogue, I opened the system and specified Lucy as the target, I used daddy oops on her.

Halfway into her speech, Lucy's towel which I was sure was tightly wrapped around her and even had her arms upper arms holding on to it, gracefully slipped off her body and fell to the ground, revealing her fair freshly washed skin, the properly trimmed triangle dark patch between her legs and most importantly her supple breasts which would fill up my hands if grabbed..

The grace with which Lucy's towel dropped left her unaware of the display she was putting on, and it was only when she was done speaking and noticed my gaze that she followed it and discovered her state.

"Ahhhhh"

Lucy's scream made me wince and of course, she inevitably slammed her door shut, but though the old man in me wanted to be patient and consider today's exploration enough, the youthful testosterone in me was firing rapidly and I decided to indulge in the fun.

"System, use Daddy's curse on her" I hurriedly thought, and thankfully before I could hear the sound of the door being locked, there was a scream and a fall to the ground followed by groans.

"Hopefully It is a really mild accident."

Swallowing and to my surprise finding myself a little giddy, I knocked on the door.

"Hey are you okay"

"I'm fine" Lucy replied, her voice cracked and full of suppressed pain.

"You obviously aren't fine. Look, I'll be coming in at the count of 3 okay."

"1"

"2"

"3"

My counting was a little bit hurried, but of course, I had to be fast. I did not want to give Lucy the chance to overcome whatever accident had befallen her and lock the door.

Sure, there were a few downsides to rushing into her room, but meaningful rewards only came with risk."

At the count of three, I pushed open the door and walked in, my expression at first worried and then when I observed that Lucy was just lying on the floor and holding her right leg my face went calm.

Despite the brashness and fearlessness the young girl had shown earlier, at the moment, she had a look of fear and vulnerability, her eyes fixed on me despite the pain which I knew she must be feeling from her sprained foot.

"Get out "Lucy screamed but I ignored her and acting fast placed my hands under her back and thighs and despite the resistance she put up, I easily lifted her up, my strength shocking the both of us, Lucy more so.

Thankfully Lucy wasn't unreasonable as she went silent when I carried her, silently looking at me as I dropped her on the bed and began looking around the room.

"Where is your first aid kit"

"I don't have one" Lucy said holding onto her leg and looking at me vigilantly.

"That's irresponsible" I admonished and then began walking towards the door."

"Don't move that leg, I'm going to go grab mine. I have to rub and massage your foot quickly or else there would be swelling and you would find yourself unable to walk for possibly a week."

Going out of the room to get my first aid kit meant me risking Lucy closing the door and locking me out, but with my last words and the fact that she seemed like a reasonable girl, I believed the odds were in my favour.

"Damn that girl is delicious, I can't wait to rub my hands all over those legs"