Yes Miss Romanoff

6

I was just about settling down to sleep, when I heard a noise down the hall that snapped me wide awake.
I got out of bed and tiptoed over to the door, opening it just a tiny bit to look out.

I looked down the hall and saw red LED lights coming from Nat's room. I liked LED lights but red seemed a little bit harsh to sleep with.

A few seconds later, the noise started again. It sounded like...
No it couldn't be.

It sounded like someone moaning. It only took a few more seconds of listening to confirm that those sounds were indeed moans, Natasha's moans.

I shrugged to myself, everyone has needs I guess, and walked back to the bed. I had teased her a lot that evening.

I settled myself down again, trying to block out the noises but they kept getting louder. It was like she wasn't even trying to hide it.

All of a sudden, I heard something that shook me to my core.

"Ugh fuck. Evelynnnnnnn"

She was masturbating over me! Holy shit. A million thoughts ran through my mind, being interrupted by my name again,

"Ugh yeah Evelyn!"

And then suddenly the apartment went silent. How was I meant to fall asleep now? Part of me wanted to go and join her, but I resisted.

I could use this to my advantage, somehow. I rested my head on the pillow and stared at the ceiling, creating countless scenarios in my head.

***

The next morning I woke up feeling no less tired than I had last night. I climbed out of bed and used the bathroom before putting on my shirt from yesterday. It was fairly long so it covered everything, so I just stayed in my underwear on the bottom half.

I only did up one button in the middle as I was planning on changing after breakfast.

As I walked through the apartment, the smell of bacon surrounded me. Nat was already up.

I went into the kitchen and audibly gasped as I saw her. She was standing in the kitchen with just some red lace panties on and an apron tied around her waist. The apron hid all areas at the front, but from the side, I could see everything.

"Don't you think you should put some more clothes on?" I asked, walking in and leaning against the counter as she continued to fry the bacon.

She turned to look at me, her eyes travelling from my breasts, further down, then back up to my eyes, a smirk crept on her face.

"I could ask you the same question Sweetheart." She chuckled to herself.
"This is my house, I can wear what I want. I'm comfortable in this." She bit her lip, dragging her gaze back to the cooking.

I knew she was just tying to tease me but it was definitely working, a little too well. Seeing her perfect body almost naked, while she made her cute concentration face as she cooked, made me want to pounce on her right there and then.

Once the bacon was ready, she made some bacon rolls and walked over to me, a plate in each hand. She leaned in closely, reaching around my body to place the plates behind me on the counter top, her arms brushing past mine as she did so.

My breath hitched in my throat, as her front pressed against mine, making her giggle. She knew exactly what she was doing, she was trying to get revenge on me for last night wasn't she!