Marie is a beautiful 21-year-old woman with short blonde hair styled into a bob. She has a fair complexion and is very healthy due to a very active lifestyle. Her eyes are a sparkling blue and show she is intelligent and curious. Her nose is small and upturned.
Her lips are full and naturally rosy, curving into a bright, confident smile. She has small breasts that suit her athletic build. Her shoulders are toned and strong as she does a lot of sport and spends a few evenings a week in the gym.
Because Marie likes to work out and eat clean, she has a flat stomach and a narrow waist. Her hips are subtly rounded, giving a feminine look to her overall appearance. One of her most striking features is her bubble butt, which is well-defined and toned.
Marie prefers to wear fitted jeans that hug her curves, paired with simple, yet stylish tops. When she dresses up, she likes outfits that highlight her best features, like dresses that cinch at the waist and flare out to show off her round bum.
Marie works in the City, she left school at 19 and didn’t want to go to uni, she wanted to get out in to the world away from school and earn a living. With her good ‘A’ level results she’d got a good place at a law firm in the heart of the City as a paralegal and intends to work her way up, She is full of energy and works hard, long hours but also likes to play hard and oftens burns the candle at both ends.
Marie lives in a large house share in Fulham, a very trendy and expensive part of London. The house is a 7-bedroom, 3-bathroom town house she shares with 5 guys and one other girl. They are aged between 24 years old to early thirties, the other girl, Ayla, is a 27-year-old Australian anaesthetist who works at the nearby general hospital. Like Marie she is very much into sport and also has a very athletic physique, but Marie is also very jealous of her deep bronze tan as well as her larger breasts.
The guys she shares with, although like her all work in the city couldn’t really be a more different bunch:
Oliver, 32, of average height at 5’10” with a sturdy, athletic build. He has dark, curly hair, a neatly trimmed beard, and piercing green eyes that give him a charismatic and confident presence. Originally from Birmingham, Oliver studied Law at the London School of Economics. He now works at a prestigious law firm in the City, handling high-profile corporate cases. Oliver is known for his sharp wit and enjoys attending theatre performances and networking events.
Rahul, 31, 5’9″ has a slender and toned physique, the result of his regular cricket practice. He has short black hair, brown eyes, and a warm smile, often seen wearing Ray-ban sunglasses. Rahul was born and raised in London to Indian immigrant parents. He holds a degree in Finance from Imperial College London and works as a financial analyst for a major multinational corporation. Outside of work, Rahul is passionate about cricket and volunteers as a youth cricket coach on weekends.
David, 30, 6’1″ with a broad, muscular build from his regular gym workouts. He has sandy blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a light stubble that adds to his rugged but approachable look. David grew up in Edinburgh and moved to London after obtaining a degree in Computer Science from the University of Edinburgh. He works for a fintech startup in the City, focusing on developing innovative financial solutions. David is an avid gamer.
Liam, 25, 5’11”, fit, trim build, due to his very active lifestyle. He has wavy red hair, freckled skin, and hazel eyes, often wearing a casual yet trendy clothes. Originally from Dublin, Liam moved to London to pursue a career in marketing after completing his studies at Trinity College Dublin. He now works at a leading advertising agency in the City, where he assists on campaigns for various high-profile clients. Liam is very social, often seen at music festivals and enjoying the various nightlife of London.
James is 29, tall and lean, standing at 6’2″ with a runner’s build. He has short black hair, very dark eyes, and a clean-shaven face that give him a professional look. James grew up in east London, the second son of a Jamaican immigrant father and broke the mould by being the first member of his family to go to uni and completed his degree in Economics at the University of Greenwich. He works long hours at a major investment bank, specializing in mergers and acquisitions. In his free time, James enjoys playing basketball and working out in the gym.
Marie is the newest member of the household, having only moved in 2 1/2 months ago and is just getting to know all the other inhabitants.
The problems all started because Marie likes to tease and especially has a penchant for showing off her fit toned physique. On this Monday morning Marie came down for breakfast in a short, cut-off t-shirt that finished just below her pert 32B breasts, she almost never wears a bra unless she really has to for work or at a posh do, and just a skimpy pair of bikini panties in the hope of catching the attention of the men in the house.
When Marie stepped into the kitchen she was pleased to see Oliver and David sitting at the breakfast bar and Ayla making a smoothie by the sink. She gave a cheery “Hello” and swanned over to the fridge bending over at the waist to grab her orange juice she knew the two boys would great a view of her round bubble butt. She came and stood facing the two men overt the breakfast bar, “so what has everybody got on this morning?”
“How come your always in such a good mood at this time of day,” grouched David who hated mornings, mainly because he never put his head down much before 2 or 3 am. Although it definitely always brightens his day when Marie was here flashing the flesh as she so often did.
It wasn’t long before everybody was rushing to the office, Marie didn’t have to arrive till 9 so headed for her shower. She had a towel that was just a fraction too small so when tied above her breasts it didn’t quite cover all of her little round butt. She always left the door unlocked when in the shower in the hope somebody would walk in on her, hadn’t happened yet.
Out of the shower, having brushed her teeth, she tied the towel rather too loosely around her chest and walked causally back to her bedroom. Normally if she walked rather clumsily it would come undone before she made it back to her room and she would have to re-tie it. Hadn’t happened yet when somebody else was around. She keeps trying though. And today James’s bedroom door opened and out stepped the talk black man making Marie jump and her towel fall straight to the floor. His eyes worked all the way down her body from her small perky breasts to the gentle curve of her slender hips, the light fluff of blonde hair between her thighs and her long slender legs.
Maris didn’t need to fake a squeal of surprise, covered herself as best she could with her arms, then bent over picked up her towel holding it to her breasts, slipped past James, throwing back a cheeky, “Sorry”, as she dashed to her room, with James’s eyes burning into her naked round bum bouncing deliciously as she made her dash to her bedroom.
“Good morning, Marie,” James called after her, now with a huge grin on his face and feeling the day couldn’t have started better.
Marie crashed on to her bed in her room and jammed her fingers down between her legs and frigged herself quickly to a lovely early morning orgasm, stifling her cries in case there was still somebody in the house. Then she had to quickly get dressed and head off to work, “shit!” She thought she’ll be late again!
That evening, home from work, Marie went straight to her bedroom to get changed. She threw off her heels, slipped out of her very tight pencil skirt that she liked to wear to show off her firm round bubble butt, took her smart white blouse and was so pleased to take her bra off, she hated them. Marie then stood in front of her full-length mirror to admire her tight lean physique. Yes, she had small breasts, she cupped them in her hands and squeezed the nipples to stand out hard; she liked her big nipples. She had a nice flat stomach; she ran her hand down to the tiny thong she had worn through day and slipped her hand inside to feel her shaved little pussy. She liked that her pussy looked quite small and although her little clit she knew was smaller than most it all made her feel more feminine. For a few minutes she stood there and gently tickled back and forth over her little clit imagining she was standing in front of a man or maybe two or three. This little fantasy got her very wet; standing pretty much naked in front of a group of men and play with herself.
This all got her quite hot so she wanted to be a bit daring, so she looked in her cupboard for a particular t-shirt and pulled it over her head, then checked in the mirror to see it barely covered her bottom and nay movement off the completely vertical would expose her bum or her thong at the front. Time to go and see who was in the kitchen and get some dinner.
Sitting in the kitchen were Ayla, Rahul and David all eating their individual dinners, chatting about their day, about fitness and about their plans for the weekend. Marie saunters in and goes straight to her fridge, bending over to get some pasta, she know that her t-shirt will ride up and give the small group a clear view of her round bubble butt and probably a glimpse of the tight material across her little pussy. She got a saucepan out, put the kettle on and placed the pasta on the hob. She then went to reach up to a higher cupboard to get a plate knowing again this will mean all will see her ass.
At that very moment in walks James, “Hey all,” To the group, “hiya flasher,” directly to Marie.
“Hey, that’s out of order I did not flash you,” Marie defended with a serious indignant stare. “I’d just come from the shower, you made me jump and my towel dropped.”
“Am I allowed to say this, it’s not work so I can’t get done for being sexiest in the work place; nice tits, great arse.” Challenged James.
“Bastard,” Marie tried to look as angry as possible, but secretly she was glowing inside from his flattery.
Ayla retorts, “Wasn’t there this morning, but, Marie, you’ve been flashing us your arse since you came into the kitchen”