“I’m sorry!” He hid behind the bedroom door in the hallway, “I didn’t realise you were…”

Masturbating. I’d been masturbating on my bed with a particularly sensuous porn clip on my phone. The man in the clip looked like him, and now he’d seen me touching myself.

“It’s ok!” I called, “Come inside. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

I could only imagine the shocked expression on his face.

“Are – Are you sure?” I smiled to myself at the thought of his handsome face turning red. He was the confident, sometimes even cocky athletic guy, so hearing him go all shy was nothing short of adorable. Slowly, he edged his way inside stopping dead when he saw my open legs.

“Jesus Christ…” he said. My eyes darkened, my lips tugging up into a wicked little grin.

“You like it?” I asked, slowly circling my fingers round my clit. His shuddering breath sent tingles down to my toes. He nodded. I lay back on the bed, running my fingers over my hardened nipples through my sheer, translucent shirt.

“What are you waiting for?” I teased, “There’s plenty of room here for two.”

Our eyes never left the other’s as he shrugged off his shirt, unbuckled his belt and jettisoned his trousers…

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