It has been 3 years since I met Jessica, my flatmate. At first she was just that broke art student I was sharing an apartment with but over time we became friends. Jessica was the nicest and the most talented person I've ever met and on top of that her beauty was mesmerizing. She had gorgeous skin, long black curly hair, a few piercings and tattoos, light brown eyes, inviting lips that always had that one shade of clear pink lip gloss. Jessica also smelled like vanilla, that was her signature scent but she would often switch to mango or peaches during summer. She wore a lot of jewelry, I tease her a lot about it but truly I think that gold was made for her skin. Her fashion style was vast, Jessica wore whatever she liked, from edgy to earthy, from coquette to y2k anything she wore was perfect on her. My favorite thing about her was her seductive gaze, she could get anything she wanted with those eyes and I was a happy victim. Living with her was easy and comfortable, she was a great cook and I was a clean freak and we managed to find a balance somewhere in between. I might have developed some sort of attraction for her but Jessica was awfully straight or so I thought.
I rarely deal with insomnia but that night it was late and I couldn't sleep. After many failed attempt I decided to go get a light midnight snack. On my way to the kitchen, I noticed that there was noise coming from Jessica's room so I thought that she might be having trouble sleeping too. Just when I was about to knock on her door I heard a whimper, I moved closer to the door and it instantly felt wrong. Those whimpers were Jessica's, it wasn't hard to guess what she was doing in the darkness of her bedroom.
I blushed from embarrassment and started to feel guilty for eavesdropping but for some reason I couldn't walk away, it's like I was frozen in front of her bedroom door. It was wrong but I just couldn't move. What the hell was I doing? I thought, before stepping away. I knew it was wrong to listen to her pleasuring herself. But my curiosity was driving me crazy, maybe I was mistaken and she wasn't masturbating, maybe I was wrong. I moved a little closer to the door to try to listen a little better. She was moaning softly and panting. My cheeks got hotter and I stepped away again. She was clearly pleasuring herself.
After getting this confirmation I should have walked away but instead I gently leaned my head against her door, careful not to make any noise. A pang of shame washed over me. Jessica was my friend and flatmate, I shouldn't be invading her intimacy like this. No matter how attracted I was to her this was just wrong.
I had just took the resolution to walk away when I heard her say my name under her breath.
-What the fuck...
I was shocked and confused so I pressed my ear against the door once again to listen more carefully. Maybe I heard wrong and she wasn't actually moaning my name...right?
She said it again and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe it. I stepped away and nervously bit my lip. This couldn't be real...was she really...while thinking about me?
I felt my face burning red...I should leave...I shouldn't be listening to her private moment like this, I thought as I took another step back. But I couldn't move anymore, I was frozen in front of her door listening to her pleasuring herself and saying my name.
A fire was burning inside me, I had never felt like this before. I couldn't believe what was happening. My flatmate who I thought was straight was fantasizing about me and suddenly I started to picture her laying on her bed, legs appart and touching herself. I pictured my hand replacing hers, my fingers dipping in her slickness, the warm feeling of her tight cunt, her panting breath, her little moans and whimpers, my name on her lips...
It was like the temperature had got higher, those thoughts were filling my brain, I was frozen in front of her door and she was still saying my name. I couldn't handle it anymore, I needed to do something. Before I could think my hand was on the door's knob and my heart was pounding in my chest as I slowly opened the door.
