The Sneaky Girl

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I'm still with my back pressed against the shut door, pondering on what I should do with my screaming hormones right now. What I am feeling at the moment isn't normal, I sense a bit of guilty forming in my mind. Although my inner goddess of arousal firmly disagrees and is screaming to finally be let out. The poor woman hadn't had sex in so long, she felt like a captive slave to my reason. She jumped in glee, knowing that having Alex near me made me think stupid senseless things. I feel a tingling sensation in my skin and a tightness in my core as I think only on releasing the tingles on my woman parts. I could finish the task myself, but my skin is still imprinted with his soft semi-kiss on the corner of my mouth. My body is screaming for him and I know it won't be satisfied until it gets what it wants. 

Alex brought me to this point and didn't even have the guts to finish the job! Big Mafia Man my ass!

I'm thinking of a way to get back at him, when I get a crazy idea. And when I mean crazy, I mean that I didn't really think it through before doing it on an impulse. My head spins in all the directions I could think of on how to surprise Alex and make him come back to my room.

I mean... sleeping men don't usually lock their doors, right? I won't do anything, I just really wanna see Alex, preferably naked, to fire my fantasies as I satisfy them in the shower. 

It had been a really long time since I felt this aroused. And the more I thought about Alex, the worse it became and the more obvious it was that I need to do something about it. This was probably not one of my most brilliant moments. Getting in between Alex's bed sheets was making my life more complicated. But I could now feel the wetness between my legs getting worse and worse. I just needed some release.

I wait in the darkness of my room like a creepy stalker for about half an hour, pacing noiseless. I have to make sure that he is sleeping first. I don't wanna walk in on Alex staring back at me and questioning what I am doing in his room. I want him to not expect me or acknowledge my presence. 

My plan was simple: to go in his room, see him in all of his sleepy naked glory and then go back. I know, I am a chicken. Not that it made much sense, but I just wanted to see what I was up against. You know, to prepare myself better. 

When I don't hear any noise, coming from the hallway, I open my door very slowly, preventing it from cracking sounds and ruining my plan. I already changed to one of the many skimpy pajamas I found inside the dresser, a very short pair of pajama shorts and a matching cleaved tank top. I could have bet that these were all hand picked by a certain gang leader. 

Alex's plan for me was way too obvious, I mean, really Alex? 

I walk on my tip toes through the hallway. I just need to take a few steps until I'm at his door, which is almost directly in front of my assigned room. I touch the handle of his door and almost jump of joy when I realize it isn't locked. 

Gotcha! 

I slowly turn it and open the door briefly. My hands are sweating from the adrenalin, I almost feel like I am doing one of my favorite fitness classes. I scan the dark room with my eyes. I realize it has a similar layout to my room, with big windows and a bathroom in the corner. I greedily search for Alex's sleeping body. But to my disappointment I see nothing. No Alex in bed, no Alex standing, no Alex behind the door. All I can see is a dim light coming from the adjacent bathroom's door. Someone is definitely awake. Then I hear the water start running in the shower. I huff, disappointed. There goes my obviously well thought plan

As I am slowly closing the door shut, the bathroom door suddenly opens and a feminine voice echoes in the room, giggling. I am shocked and confused. Why would there be a woman's voice in his room? Soon after, out of the door comes a beautiful brunette, completely and utterly naked. Her big breasts are luscious and even, her stomach flat and her peachy ass gorgeous. And she has not one body hair on her, as her skin glows in contrast to the dim light coming from the bathroom. She doesn't feel the need to turn on any lights. The hot woman walks seductively up until the bed and lays down on it, with her legs spread. 

I am flabbergasted! Shocked that Alex just almost kissed me less than an hour ago! Now he has another woman, completely naked I might add, in his bedroom! HOW DARE HE!  What was our kiss then?

I hear Alex's voice from the bathroom, saying something about being out of the shower soon. He is obviously planning to continue his lovely night with this person. I feel disgusted remembering how a minute ago I wanted to be in her place. Before I'm spotted and even more humiliated, I close the door without noise and stomp angrily into my bedroom. My arousal had disappeared in a millisecond, to be replaced by pure anger. 

And I was thinking about doing dirty things with this man! Woah! While he is in the next room about to fuck another girl!

As I walk back to my room, I am reminded that I am in no position to claim this man that I just met as my own. We had met very briefly in 2 occasions and we meant nothing to each other. However I couldn't help to feel disappointed, seeing that all his words were probably just a way to gain my trust. I meant nothing more to this man that maybe a fast fuck. 

I lay in bed, belly up and hugging a pillow, as I think about my mistake of trusting Alex. Did he just tell me those things about his sister to keep me here? No, I hope not. 

I continue thinking about Alex's demeanor until my eyes get heavy. I snuggle into the covers of the large bed. Although this situation couldn't get worse, I feel a bit of relief knowing that I am not going to my ER's job in the morning. The stress had been hitting me like a truck lately. The sleepless nights and the stomach pains were not bearable anymore. And I just couldn't force myself to get fired. I worry that I won't have a real job to pay my bills anymore. But I also know that I can't do anything about it at the moment. And in the comfort of this huge bed, I close my eyes gladly.

It isn't long until I hear the brunette's moans and pleas. My ears try not to listen, but it's like they just acquired super sonic hearing. I try to cover them with my pillow but it's impossible to unhear it unless I go def. She gets louder and louder and I wonder what the hell is Alex doing over there. Either he is a magician or she makes one hell of a pornstar. 

I am finally allowed to fall asleep when they finished their cardio training, at around 3 in the morning. Damn you, Alex.

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